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Sippican and Marion
06:00
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Life if fragile comes and gos,
burying the son or brother
Sippican the middle of them
stranger letters written to lovers,
Cacophony echoes
wharf rats pleading
festooned, it reaches you
stick out your tongue till
it starts bleeding,
All thats left is a ghost of you
like a freezing fog
time is next in the gap you lost
crippled decaying god,
crippled decaying god.
god oh god I want to run away,
god oh god I want to stay,
be a longshoreman,
anyway you can
spear the whale
with another mans hands,
unfurled sail,
cant stop pushing
step by step
in this time machine
Wish I could be
everywhere wish I,
wish I could be
everywhere.
god oh god I want to run away,
god oh god I want to stay,
dreams are vastly freezing hands,
the dead will make me play:
Her cheeks were red
from the salty midnight air
never should have stepped off shore
a rogue
broadside wave
all is lost
Salt toughened skin
and his wolf-like eyes
manor in the hills
everyone passes by
everyone passes
everyone's passing by.
god oh god I want to run away,
god oh god I want to stay,
man oh man I want to run away,
god oh god I want to stay.
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3. |
Hurts to be away
02:27
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Home,
why do we come home everyday,
theres no coming home today,
wont you save me a slice of home.
You,
oh why do you remind me of home,
it could be something in the way
you stay home
Away,
why are we away all these days we've been,
stay stay stay stay away,
thats what they say,
when they're afraid,
Afraid,
why are we afraid?
every single day
owwwwwww
oh it hurts every day to be afraid
oh it hurts,
oh it hurts everyday.
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4. |
Watch Hands
03:20
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Its hardly
in between us,
oh the heart lands
after flying,
in some ways
inconvenient,
call me darling,
call me something.
ohhhhh
we wake up so cold,
thumper thumping,
palpitating,
Mind goes
like a dream oh you are first,
at the end of the universe.
oh no words but my head is turned
its hard not to give in
to burrow into this,
the rhythm in your skin,
slowly we submerge
what do you want from this,
what do you get from this,
I hope that you say everything,
I hope that you mean everything.
what do you want from this,
what do you get from this,
I hope that you say everything,
I hope that you mean everything.
waiting,
while you're waiting,
oh I'm waiting for the
great migration,
waiting,
while we're waiting
call me anything,
call me something,
its hard to know where to begin,
to burrow into this
the rhythm vibrating,
slowly we submerge
Nothing,
in between us,
but the watch hands
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5. |
Tides
04:00
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When the tide breaks,
make no mistake
the place can inspire you,
but only the man can change the man,
only the man can change the man.
Don't you think by leaving me.
everything will change,
traveling does some strange things.
we'll walk on for a while,
hoping magically we'll
stumble on the things
that made us wonder
wonder
Lets speak like children speak,
Got to beleive,
if only its brief,
we'll speak like children speak,
Got to beleive,
if only its brief,
only the man can change the man,
woe is the man who moves the sand
sure is the man who takes a chance
only the man can change the man
only the man can change the man,
woe is the man who moves the sand
sure is the man who takes a chance
only the man can change the man
We'll sleep only when we can,
the night is inviting,
but that sun is growing in your hands,
Toss it to skip
to another land
Toss it to skip
to another land.
Toss it to skip
to another land.
we'll walk on for a while,
hoping magically we'll
stumble on the things
that made us wonder
wonder
wander
wonder
wonder
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6. |
Allegory
05:04
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Want to feel elite do you
just like you know I know it too
the al la la lalalagory,
we'll never leave
together we're alone through him,
vicarious the darkness wins
restructured face and
whimsy cringe
shared the race
we're all the same
He says he knows
the captains son,
pass to me
authority
I will put your foot
inside,
you're on your own
I will hand that torch to you,
to be the master of
your shadows,
of the world you thought you knew,
of the stars you thought the gallows,
speak in tongues,
the truth is more
than we can take
that's why we need
an allegory
an allegory
an allegory
I will hand that torch to you,
to be the master of
your shadows,
of the world you thought you knew,
of the stars you thought the gallows.
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7. |
Brothers
01:52
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Survival is sustenance
I must admit I have not been suffering or ill.
Grizzly bears will still attack you
if they think you're cute.
no thats just you putting
impressions on another,
you're not a dead artist
questioning our mother,
earth has art inside
when it blows it
coincides with species
errevocably erased
and we are
investing in another,
though its always
the same and changing
cover for a hierarchy game,
we play to make stairs
of all our brothers.
stairs of all our brothers
stairs of all our brothers
stairs of all our brothers
not to watch over the others,
but to stare at one another.
We're not dead artists,
we're not dead artists.
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8. |
Moonshine
04:43
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There she stood in water
up to her waist,
every step she takes,
brings her farther,
into her grave,
holding to reeds that sway
it was a sunny day.
Moonshine moonshine,
fill my pockets with your air,
don't leave, don't leave.
moonshine moonshine,
fill my pockets with your stare,
don't go anywhere.
There she stood in water
up to her thigh,
and every time she tried
to look up,
reminded of the time,
I lost my best friend
to the elemental pull
back to where we all began.
Moonshine moonshine
fill my pockets with your stare,
don't leave don't leave,
moonshine moonshine
fill my pockets with you stare
don't leave,
don't leave,
don't go anywhere.
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9. |
Wife in the garden
04:03
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10. |
After so many hours
02:15
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Sleeping away another glorious day,
and I surmise.
Oh where has my time gone,
to be up and around and
God what have I done, what have I done?
am I my only son?
Sipping away all these pains at stake
and I've compromised
almost everything that I have ever done,
whiskey whiskey telephone
oh I know that I am gone and
I am my only son.
God what will I do, what will I do?
without you.
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11. |
Bam!Fox - Animal Spex
04:43
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