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Needle & Thread
00:46
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well, you went and thought me up
and you drew me in your head
and then you sewed me up
a needle and a thread
could you hurry? hurry up!
the sky is turning red
and we've got no time stop
no time to to rest our heads, no time to catch our breath
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Hang
04:07
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paste your soul
and paste your heart
on paper make
a work of art
i’ll put it in a priceless frame
and hang it on a wall
cut out minds
with cut out thoughts
lay them out
connect the dots
i saw it spelling out your name
and hung it on a wall
no matter how much
beauty we hang
we can never
turn back time’s hands
and take back the weeks
that we lost in denial
but time catches up whenever you smile
i saw you looking
through the lens
to watch the light
and how it bends
you saw it spelling out my name
and hung it on a wall
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Out Of Tune
01:30
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you put your two cents in
you’ve had some change to spare since you’ve been out robbing banks
you’re never gonna win
so now you spend your nights out rioting and raising cain
so raise a glass to father time
i’ve a thick hide and watchful eyes and soon enough i’ll be fine
alms for the rich coming from the blind
i wish that they would go and buy themselves brand new spines
you’re holding me loosely
while i’m dressing my wounds
but you’ll stay here listening
when i sing out of tune
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4. |
Back Of Your Hand
03:39
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i have been betrayed by time
i’ve forgotten how it feels
to much light will rend me blind
i’ve gone headache over heels
i’ve been taking back these lines
i’ve a fear of waxen seals
too much light will rend me blind
i’ve gone headache over heels
if you knew me like the back of your hand
there’d be less i’d have to say to you
don’t be worried though i do understand
but i’ve got nothing left to say to you
of anywhere else you could have been
you had to be crawling underneath my skin
of anywhere else you could have slept
you had to sleep in the greyest bed
well the time is pulling down on your eyes
and it seems your consciousness is about to ignite
if you find that there is war in your mind
then i promise i’ll be listening all through the night
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Morning Cartoons
01:25
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when does the shopping mall close?
is there a place to eat here?
there's a coffeeshop right down the road
i'll see you in five, dear
when will your tree trunk eyes die?
tea leaf ballet dancer
morning cartoons in the sky
side order: blind cancer
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Worms Of The Winter
04:31
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i’m washing all the shadows from my hands
and i’m rinsing all my stains til i’m clean
and i’m hoping that you’re starting to understand that
my actions aren’t the fibers of me
and i’m trying to fix myself on the inside
because i’ve realized that i’m jaded and gray
and while everyone is shining like christmas lights
i’m just fading away
and you hate it when it starts beating faster
and you hate it when it slows to a stop
and you swear that you’ve moved on but you pass her by
and you can feel your heart rate drop
i know your name
i never got a chance to know your heart
far and away
it seems as if we’ll always be apart
i walked on the remains of the north star
and i salvaged everything that we could
but you and i never got as far as
we both hoped that we would
i wished away the worms of the winter
and i prayed away those parts of the past
and i tried my best to hurry and hinder her and
carry her away from the crash
i know your name
i never got a chance to know your heart
far and away
it seems as if we’ll always be apart
i’ll sit through the seasons
wear patience as a coat
with an itch in my ribcage
and something stuck in my throat
i’ll wait till you’re listening
when the night finally falls
and i’ll take all your letters
and hang them on a wall
the worms of the winter
may eat up the past
but i pray for summer
though i know it won’t last
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7. |
Not Fine
00:58
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in your house i dine
i take this bread i drink this wine
i'm not fine
because i close my eyes to lead the blind
hallelujah
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Count Your Scars
02:56
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you search the world for what you have
you cannot see what's in your hands
all you ever wanted was here
and i'm firing blanks
and you're firing back
bullets in my chest
your molecules, they never stay the same
change their names
shift their shapes
make their way back home
you're guilty, but you never take the blame
walk away
who can say
what today will bring
you're finding out you don't know who you are
ask the stars
count your scars
you're still far away
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Vacant Head
02:30
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inside a vacant head
standing there in the limelight
take your bows again
we’ll walk forward
inside an empty head
keep me smiling as you dance in the spotlight
tucked in a broken bed
feet are cold and your eyes are closed tight
inside a vacant head
standing there in the beams of the moonlight
take your bows again
we’ll walk forward
inside an empty head
keep me smiling as you dance in the spotlight
tucked in a broken bed
feet are cold and your eyes are closed tight
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10. |
Making Plans
04:00
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my sight’s no longer skewed
and the world seems vaguely new
and something in your iris
gave me a 20/20 view
it must be by god’s grace
that i’m moved to make a change
to eliminate the latter
of my nature’s give and take
i’m making plans you’d be proud of me
god’ll make a man out of me
and maybe if god allows you’ll be mine
i’m growing up, i’ve got sturdy arms
and it seems so close, but it’s still so far
i’m praying that god allows you’ll be mine
you’ve been causing landslides
and ripples in these eyes
and something in me skips a beat
when our trains of thought collide
you’ve been causing snowfall
and tearing down these walls
you’ve been breaking barricades
your words are a wrecking ball
i’m making plans you’d be proud of me
god’ll make a man out of me
and maybe if god allows you’ll be mine
i’m growing up, i’ve got sturdy arms
and it seems so close, but it’s still so far
i’m praying that god allows you’ll be mine
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