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Fool
04:06
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Fool
Your lonely thoughts, that nobody hears,
Tell the world would call you fool
If they knew your state of dreams at night.
Your steering, lost, and nothing is clear,
But in spite of this you fool,
You pretend to comprehend it all.
Ooh, while you wait you walk the line (x3)
You try to run, and try to turn back time,
But they didn't tell you, fool,
Or you never understood it all.
There is no place, and very little time,
For the pieces to come through,
So you take whatever you can find.
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2. |
Demitasse
04:25
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I wouldn't say I believe we are connected through anything,
a past life fantasy.
It hurts my mind to think about what I would leave behind.
Ask me to fetch the tea, darling I'll comply,
but please don't pretend that I'm just like the others,
we both know I've got the time.
Is it the butterfly, the hammer or the knife?
The crown and the cross, the compass or the comet?
I've just got to know the lines.
No, I wouldn't say I believe we are connected through anything,
a past life fantasy.
It hurts my mind to think about what I would leave behind.
I think of all the paths that are left to cross,
I think of all the leaves that will pave the way.
The flower at the base of the demitasse,
the swallow that could save you from the pain.
And even if the gallows is more than taut,
the hour glass is still one pour away.
It's easy when you've gotten something to blame.
No, I wouldn't say I believe we are connected through anything,
a past life fantasy.
It hurts my mind to think about what I would leave behind.
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3. |
Know The Ways
02:16
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The light, it burns
I feel it turning almost every day,
but it's the only way.
All my time is drying up before it rains again.
Before the hours pour.
I never did think they'd believe,
in the things that we believe.
We know the ways.
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4. |
Nightingale
01:12
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5. |
Revelation 27
02:14
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Revelation 27
So nothing is as it was before, anymore.
We learn to learn what we are told,
But you know that words mean more.
We have eyes that never see what lies, just before.
So tell your tales for everyone
To believe your words mean more.
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6. |
Diurnal Animals
03:34
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Open wide but not awake,
maunder on all through the day.
We're just a pack of tired little monsters.
We can't hold back the rhythm that we saunter.
Taste the sunlight in the shade,
on the vine aligote.
We're just a pack of fuddled little monsters.
Let's just sit back and stay a little longer.
Close your eyes and you'll feel it beat.
Open wide but not awake,
maunder on all through the day.
We're just a pack of diurnal little monsters.
Let's just sit back and stay a little longer.
Close your eyes and you'll feel it beat.
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Carloman New York, New York
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