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Chaynge
02:28
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Invisible Armbands
03:41
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I don't need a fire tonight, it's warm, I've got you
Are you wearing invisible armbands?
I don't need a fire tonight, it's warm, I've got you
Falling upstairs the stars had broke in to your chamber
(of elusive memories)
When you don't make a fire then you just sit around, stonely.
You picture the clouds in the paper, from trees,
The falling water
If you're lost and you come around this summer
I'll be clean.
And I won't have to swim so fast
To get what you mean.
And you say, "am I wearing invisible armbands?"
A single time was had by all,
No impressions left to form.
Better in the end, when
Simple days are coming
It's early summer
Where the west is briared and bright
and you say
I don't need a fire tonight, it's warm, I've got you.
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3. |
Child Of My Weed
03:01
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She's coming up number twelve
Straight and curling up to one side
Pours it on in every way
Don't think I will stay
I'm going, far from
All of these married girls
Got a smoke that fits their tied
Red tongues and everyone else
Keeps the city clean and bright and fried
Catch a porpoise stone
Put it down the well
Warm and kindled here
Shaking shakes her head at me
Well, child
Of my weed
Suns coming up number twelve
So easily glints in three
Our bodies speak to both sides
Curling up, out of sight
Co La, Co like a clock
I see you on a slack line there
In the park I'm bursting rusty gums
She feels that way about everyone
Fall off the marrow bush
Got knocked out, numbers took
Thought I had seventy eyes
Let the words back inside
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4. |
The Green Ray
03:44
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5. |
Weight Of The World
06:57
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There, you've got my green please
If you want to cut some slack
Messages don't send
Velocity's assured
Heavy on the street
Gull has got your eye
Watch it fly
The weight of the world
See a heart that's ready to break
A digitised handshake
Sunbathing amidst the crows
A package of orange drops
A sunny mother of god
The champeen hologram
The circle closed in tears
The crashing of the years
The weight of the world
Tie a feather to my back
Push me off the thirteenth floor
Paint my eyes in pixel myth
The cat has kissed the door
It's wearing high blue bands
The dust upon your hands
The tremors and the shakes
Hold me til I break
The weight of the world
Lost in streets ablaze with eyes
Brown faced and gumbo tied
Got enough money to lend
Passed up the wistful friends
A bet on high is shook
All buyers and sellers crooks
A fist upon the leather
The blade that cuts the summer
The weight of the world
Go, bring me back something gold
Give me your fangs
Kiss the moon goodbye
Ghosts, silver and gold
You can burn
You carried the soul
The weight of the world
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6. |
Sweet Night Smiles
02:42
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Today was somehow another day
Sweet night smiles on the carriageway
My wife and I got carried away
Sweet night smiles on the carriageway
A subtle shade of light hits your eyes
You explode inside
Fierce fire flames burned round the heavens
The comets decide to come today
Sweet night smiles on the carriageway
Yr wife and I got carried away
Sweet night smiles on the carriageway
Fierce fire flames burned round the heavens
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7. |
To Play In Starlight
03:05
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Once we rolled like cats and like cobras
Swimming in our holy streams
Living in the howl
Where the wind in the blood blows
You and me,
Far, far away
To the sons of the red earth
And the daughters of the rain
And I'm alone making fire tonight
Catching the moth in my teeth
To play in starlight
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8. |
Zeromethra
02:26
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9. |
The Tunnel In The Sky
01:17
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The tunnel
The tunnel in the sky
Is longer
Longer than the sky
The tunnel
The tunnel in the sky
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10. |
SuperShiva
07:24
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