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Handle Your Weapon
05:24
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It won’t do any good to cry, the well’s already dry
There’s no one here for miles and you die every night
The bed’s a battlefield, you fight without a shield
And though you seldom bleed, still you die every night
A thick blanket of trees has spread its canopy
And no one ever leaves, Yeah I know what it’s like
The mines of solitude are spread around the room
And you can’t find your boots, Yeah I know what it’s like
Don’t handle your weapon trying to fight it
You never learned to shoot the bullets just collide
In these nightly debates between your fears
And your convictions till the morning light appears
Been fighting in the dark but there’s a hopeful spark
Lighting the deepest reaches of my tortured bed
Just walk out of this place and leave the dead to rest
And kiss the time goodbye when you died every night
Away from all these bones These crumbling headstones
Inscribed with these four words “I die every night”
Walk barefoot in the tall grass, so soon it will be daylight
This loneliness will soon pass, No, no-one’s gonna die tonight
Cause we all know the song; It’s darkest before dawn
And your deepest fears subside before you lose your mind
It won’t do any good to cry, there’s no one here for miles
Walk barefoot in the tall grass, so soon it will be daylight
This loneliness will soon pass, No, no-one’s gonna die tonight
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2. |
Albatross
06:00
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Winter has sealed the lake
Walk carefully, the surface won’t break
Test the waters, take your time
Skate from your shore to mine
Can you see where ice is thin
Try it out, take a spin
Safe on banks where grass once grew
Come out to the middle, I’ll wait for you
This frozen body has ground to a halt
Let the sun do its work, melt it with salt
Or put on your skates and
Make figure eights
But don’t don’t don’t
Don’t get stuck
Bury the bird that hangs round your neck
Release the one that’s trapped in your chest
Watch them both fly south
While an ice floe settles in the mouth
Of the river til the spring
Leaving behind one last thing
Bye bye bye
Brace myself, I jump right in
Though made of blood and bones and skin
There’s a hole in the ice, a hole in your heart
but this whole ain’t as great as the sum of its parts
You’re the pitch of dark, you’re the light of day
Uncrossed bridges are ablaze
I wish you’d thaw a little more
Lose your tracks, begin to soar
This frozen body has ground to a halt
Let the sun do its work or melt it with salt
Land-locked for years but still at sea
At best you are cold, at worst slippery
If this is a season, a stroke of bad luck
I won’t I won’t I won’t
I won’t get stuck
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3. |
Silent Parade
05:18
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Hello death, you’re soft and white and perfect
You kissed us with your frozen lips and we deserved it
The snow kept falling on all the cities and froze the fountains
The jungles turned to ice and everything was white
For forty years our darkest fear was weather
We looked out at the white expanse and breathed our last together
The snow kept falling on all the mountains and froze the oceans
And all the blameless creatures died with guilty humans side by side
This is the song of the wind singing out in victory
The silent parade of the snow blanketing humanity
The moon looked down and saw its own reflection
A duplicate in miniature of pure perfection
And silently they both rejoiced, so glad to be rid of the noise
The violence, the stupidity, the madness of humanity
This is the song of the wind singing out in victory
The frozen parade of the snow silencing humanity
The world’s a perfect ball of ice echoing a silent song
There’s no one there to recognize and no one left to sing along
So sing along…
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4. |
Fool's Gold
03:13
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Crawling on all fours
The trouble started underground
Something bright mistaken
for something profound
By then we’d dug ourselves Already miles and miles
Up on the earth above We’d left our tailing piles
What have we discovered Is it fool’s gold
Following the sands Mining the Mother Lode
How could we have known That it wasn’t what it seemed
A pickax, a piece of stone And a web of lofty dreams
The tunnels all collapsed And we went back to our forts
We thought we held the Hand of Faith But we held a piece of quartz
Somewhere buried in those veins There lies a treasure chest
Hidden to our prospecting Unyielding to our unrest
What have we discovered Is it fool’s gold
Maybe I’m a soul miner And you’re my piece of stone
I just might try again, As long as on the earth we’re bound
Next time, perhaps, I’ll pan the stream Before I go underground
What have we discovered Is it fool’s gold
Maybe I’m a soul miner And you’re my piece of stone
Now that I have seen you It’s hard to let you go
But the scales measure zero So I’ll head on down the road
The scales measure zero grams So I’ll head on down the road
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5. |
I Fell In
02:07
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6. |
Undertow
03:45
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Sitting here, a million thoughts
Unlikely dreams, recycled plots
Trudging nimbly through the web
That spins inside my dewy head
La la la la la
I hear a voice, I am alone
Isolated in headphones
The walls of noise, the walls of sound
Behind the walls is where I’m found
La la la la la
I see a light, I see a beam
A wave comes washing over me
Drinking the sea and swept by the wind
I am afraid, I cannot. . . swim
This might hurt but it won’t last
Heal the wounds and drown the past
Surrender to the undertow
Where it pulls me I will go
I’m in the deep, I feel its arms
Enraptured by its salty charms
I am free and we are one
My loneliness at last undone
La la la la la
La la la la la
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7. |
Reptile
04:26
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I wish I were a reptile but I am just a mammal
The blood that flows in my veins is much too hot to handle
I want to shed my scales and make the past a blur
But every night of sin malingers in my fur
Oh you think that I’m so cold but I never forget
Every lover that I hold beats inside my chest
I wear a leather jacket but never snakeskin boots
And every time we make it I sweat an ounce or two
All of my good times come at a great cost
I swear it’s the last time every time I’m lost
Salty tears and salty sweat
Flow into the briny ocean
Blind our eyes so we forget
That we crawled out on our bellies
I wish I were a lizard, I’d grow another tail
But I feel it in my gizzard every time I fail
But I am just a camel instead of an iguana
I drink to fill my hump and cry out for my mama
All of my good times come at a great cost
I swear it’s the last time I have loved and lost
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8. |
Slow Orbit
04:14
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Heels high, open toes
Long feet, small bones
His tongue like a boulder
Her arm on his shoulder
The ballroom invites them
Sounds that delight them
Veins all of silver
His stillness would thrill her
His stillness would thrill her
she dances around him
in steps that confound him
chests fused, hips four
feet close to the floor
the door slowly opens
And lets all the hope in
Too quickly it closes
Undone what they know is
Undone what they know
Undone what they know
The band isn’t playing
His face is betraying
Rule of a queen, sword of a king
Orchestra of silent strings
Curtain is parting
Performance is starting
Wear your mask, this is your way
Play any role you want to play
Play any role you want to play
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9. |
Moral Debtor
03:42
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As I write this letter,
From an authorship of moral debtor.
You have found another.
Now the moment lingers,
(Re)gret subsumed in vapid ploys and pleasures.
From within your cold embrace.
As I rest or wander,
(My) Waking thoughts consumed with restitution.
Prideful thoughts shan't scald again.
I shall come when beckoned,
To satisfy my debt and Princely service.
Fearful of your warm embrace.
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10. |
Shadows and Ghosts
03:51
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Shadows and ghosts, I keep them both near
They have different voices, got one in each ear
One meets me in the hills on a sunny afternoon
See the other in the night, it hovers in my bedroom
Neither friend can hold me, both of them have tried
One stuck on the ground, the other in the sky
Somewhere in the middle, nobody nearby
Put seeds in the ground, watch the green buds die
Die
Shifting shadow, lonely ghost
Less of you hurts the most
Shadows and ghosts, I try to hold on
But holding on is something they won’t let me do
One changes when I reach for it
The other I can reach
The other I can reach, I can reach right through
Disappear too quickly, writing in the sky
Summer vacation, a lullaby
Before the night is over, friends fade away
Hide and run for cover, hide from the day
Shifting shadow, lonely ghost
Less of you hurts the most
Writing in the sky, I wrote myself a song
Sorted out the verses, threw out what was wrong
Drew myself a picture, colored it all blue
Hung it on the wall, and it looked like you
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11. |
Long and Strange
04:42
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Life is long and strange
Nothing to lose your head for
No matter what came before
Nothing to do but change
Grand and diastolic
Thanking the stars for mercy
A sword in the eye of beauty
Disappears when you call it
Love, liquid and overwhelming
Slipping through hands of memory
Time’s unrelenting sentry
Willing the heart to sing
Life is long and strange
Nothing to lose your head for
No matter what came before
Nothing to do but change
Hey, do you know how to listen?
Can you not make a sound?
Tearing the underground
The symphony of within
Space, endless and diabolic
Mirror’s the stream’s tapestry
Blinding this fickle beauty
Expiring when you call it
Life is long and strange
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12. |
…Ucross
03:04
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The Snow Brooklyn, New York
The Snow is a cinematic art-pop quartet from Brooklyn. Their sound has been described as post-apocalyptic French cabaret, gypsy pop and carnival Americana. They are Pierre de Gaillande (Open Kimono, Bad Reputation, Melomane) on vocals, guitar; Hilary Downes on vocals and keys; Jeffrey Schaeffer on drums and Christian Bongers (Falcon, Hurricane Bells) on bass; David Spinley on clarinet. ... more
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