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Garden
04:21
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Trading enzymes by the tree,
Reminiscent signal stalk the free.
Round and round, we go home.
Flame out of the flame,
I want you near.
Beauty once breaking beneath the skin,
Feigns a moment of composure.
Losing interest but still we breathe so true.
Broken branches stab the back,
Disregarded fixtures fake no fact.
Round and round, we fall,
Yet don't rise again.
Flame out of the flame,
I want you near.
Beauty once breaking beneath the skin,
Feigns a moment of composure.
Losing interest but still we breathe so true.
Flame out of the flame,
I want you near.
Beauty once breaking beneath the skin,
Feigns a moment of composure.
Losing interest but still we breathe so true.
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Eve
02:49
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Dear brother,
They've made a fool of me.
Watching the weight of the world,
Watching the weight on this girl.
Oh brother,
He won't just let me be. Amen.
Flaunting the weight of the world,
Warning us all of his word.
Raise your head,
Come into our bed.
Way down, find me,
Just don't leave,
I want to see you again.
Blood, brother, is all that is, you see?
Taking the weight from the world,
Knowing how much it'll hurt.
I am alright,
Though, brother, I guess I'm lost again.
Oh, dear god...
Raise your head,
Come into our bed.
Way down, find him all alone to blame.
Waste the world?
Tonight's alright.
Waste your words.
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3. |
Throwback
03:26
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Familiar face, oh time!
Let them tear you down,
Till we're up and away,
Oh sage: say you give us praise,
Will it last all day?
With words of old,
She stopped me doing something bold,
I'm not afraid:
Then you'll call my name,
The words you spoke are what one way call profane.
And yet, your parting claim,
Had me choking on my broken charm.
She took me to an institution with white walls so temporary,
Down the great hall, I lost my footing,
Blathering terms so contrary.
Did I really lose my head back there?
Sporadic thoughts that make me gasp for air.
Rarely has it ever seemed so clear,
That I could be wrong.
And I don't care where I lie,
So long as it's not too small.
A place so bright,
To those on the land or sky,
Wishing to have it all.
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4. |
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Patience,
Though while you're waiting,
A vacillate hum.
Through the octane clouds,
A face so terrified.
Oh,
But,
Mother Mary,
Why won't you save me?
Tonight we come in droves,
We feel so fine,
Forget that lump in your throat.
Here again.
Where do we go?
I know...
The gears crank,
Perpetual sound,
Oiled and oil again,
To free us from our-
And though we came so far,
It wasn't for nothing,
Just not much.
Lost again.
Where do we go?
I don't know.
Tied tongue sparks the whisper: 'Oh, no!'
Blind circuits speak forevermore.
Full caches falter in their tracks,
System reset ultimatum to remedy these compacts.
Yet through our octane clouds,
A face to tame you.
Across the harrowed crowds,
A hope grew, so true,
It fell to the ground.
At day's end,
I never was prepared.
And speaking of the dead,
They're all here again,
Back to the lives that we led.
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5. |
Sanctammonia
04:12
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Altar bears the daily fare,
Pale star nestled overhead.
Faint word spoken unto moon,
Songbird takes the reins.
Into my sight,
I know why:
Indulge me tonight.
Bearing the trite,
I could cry,
It's never quite just right.
The way they flocked to the liars that night,
We were gone too long.
The draw, I admit, was so strong!
Say the day comes when all of you just decay:
Into my sight,
I know why:
Indulge me tonight.
Bearing the trite,
I could die,
And that would be just right.
Tempted by a glimpse of the shade,
Wait for the hopes we all waived
Saved by the tourniquet,
State your name as you walk by.
To send you to sleep,
Oh what could that be?
A prayer for the feed,
Contract it's disease.
Well, weren't we fooled again?
Into my sight,
I know why:
Indulge me tonight.
Bearing the trite,
I could cry,
It's never quite just right.
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