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RiverStomp
05:15
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There was a man
He spent a time
He was filled in the night
Yeah, he spilled and he died
He wake a dream
At the river edge
See the line out to the water
See the barge pulling in
And the wind go: Ooo.
He tippy toe
He grope ahead
See another hundred dozen
Shufflin into the ship
He push to lead
His body red
He starts a screaming
For the captain’s head
Yeah he said: …
The water move
The ship afloat
And the man size up the captain
Look a hundred years old
He said: No son of mine
Was lied to bed
Where’s the treatment I’m awarded
Since I paid for this trip
(And the captain said:)
Oh, my lovely son
Oh, my child-born
All my passengers
Get what they think they earned
When you think of me,
You build your home at sea
When you dream of me,
I feel it.
And on the way, some men were drowned
For shore they swam, hearts weighed with doubt
The man, he wait at captain’s hip
And, soft, the captain said:
I will go down with this ship.
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Safari
03:48
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What’s all the hurry?
Where’s all the time?
What was I learning?
I don’t need it
Find my a forest
Fetch me the sky
Where was my worry?
I don’t need it
I trade my lessons for a mend
And lay my pressures to the fence
I’ll pay my debtors from the end
Cause hell this ain’t the end
Let’s go on safari
Let’s see what we find
There’s no need to hurry
I don’t mind it
We’ve only our story
We’ve no need for time
If they find it boring
I don’t mind it
I wave my presence of pretense
And save my questions for the end
I trade my obsession of a sense
The sense has met it’s end
And oh I grew too fast
Oh where was my heart?
And I wanted death
To quit a bleeding spark
So back to the strain
Of the far off run
And I will chew my reign
Because I am not done
Let’s go where the dark is
Let’s go where we fear
We’ll try where the heart is
I can find it
We’ll dig up the bone yard
We’ll burn what we see
We’ll shoot the horizon
I can find it
I wave my presence of pretense
And save my questions for the end
I trade my obsession of a sense
The sense has met it’s end
And oh I grew too fast
Oh where was my heart?
And I wanted death
To quit a bleeding spark
So back to the strain
Of the far off run
And I will chew my reign
Because I am not done
It’s not like you lost a friend
It’s not like you lost a brother
It’s not like you lost your arm
It’s only the end of the start
And oh I grew too fast
Oh where was my heart?
And I wanted death
To quit a bleeding spark
So back to the strain
Of the far off run
And I will chew my reign
Because I am not done
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3. |
Fever
04:49
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Old heart, it was already done
You had your hand bright red at the neck of the gun
And you’re never ever home when you’re given to run
Split smart, we were already dumb
Spending another summer Sunday a companion to none
And when our aim’s this sharp then we’ve already won
Old heart, you were already dead
Using words out of a college that you didn’t attend
But if you talk real loud then they’ll never suspect
Truth ain’t failure, confidence a sin
Suture jigsaw
Ruthless tailors, our words build again
Future Minotaur
C’mon c’mon!
It’s easy when you’re cheating
C’mon c’mon!
It’s more than just a feeling
C’mon c’mon!
You’re only ever dreaming
C’mon c’mon!
And get your body seething
Old parts, but you’re almost as young
And you only ever argue when you’ve already won
And you’re never ever over when you haven’t begun
Worth ain’t ease – misunderstand’s the word
Morning cigarette
First paint’s pealing, fundamental curse:
The moment’s never over yet
C’mon c’mon!
It’s easy when you’re cheating
C’mon c’mon!
It’s more than just a feeling
C’mon c’mon!
You’re only ever dreaming
C’mon c’mon!
And get your body seething
Hello, old friend, the years have been split cells
Old heart of mine I think we should get well
C’mon c’mon!
It’s easy when you’re cheating
C’mon c’mon!
It’s more than just a feeling
C’mon c’mon!
You’re only ever dreaming
C’mon c’mon!
And get your body seething
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4. |
Maya Dances Trees
02:18
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Maya sleeps just 20 feet above me
But I think she’s got a higher sense
She can hear the wild woods’ wide walking
The tremble of an eon’s step
We were asleep at speed
At the seething beat’s request
And Maya called us to the patio’s edge
And in the chorus of her limbs, we read
Yeah they said:
Oh Oh Oh-Whoa-Oh…
We set our heads out to the fired horizon
The orbit showing us it was there
We sent our hands up to the sky’s dividers
Fought the dryness in the error of air
And in the stinging heat
The beat’s repeated tow
We made the water cover every inch
Sung every leaf and herb and stone
They shone, we go:
Oh Oh Oh-Whoa-Oh…
Oh Oh Oh-Whoa-Oh…
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5. |
Can't Sleep
03:32
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If I blew myself a kiss
Wouldn’t you think something was amiss?
If I could grow myself again
What to keep and what to weed away
I need you
If I put all my faith in you
Just how soon would you make me regret the move?
Like a cousin to the wind
shapes ain’t cement, snakeskin’s all we’re in
Still, i need you
Can’t rely on anyone anymore
Sell me something more than what you’d like
Blood’s not enough, promise me your time
I can’t rely on anyone anymore
I can’t sleep it’s all these dreams of all I’ve been before
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