1. |
Lucid
07:17
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awake, i go forth
my mind again seamed
awake, i go back,
into a world of formality
near, near are my lucid dreams
today, nothing will be as it seems
while pollution parades in notorious normality
today, nothing will be as it seems
pulleys construct convoluted schemes
while pollution parades in notorious normality
today, nothing will be as it seems
holy mother, just tell them how to pray
then lay them down, forever
holy father, just tell them how to beg
then lay them down, forever damned, gone
holy sister, just tell them how to give
the sign of trust for everyone
holy brother, just tell them how to obey
various obstacles, forever
water flows in upside-down streams
near, near are my lucid dreams
rivers rage in confused
nothing will be as it seems
mechanic roar of howling screams
near, near are my lucid dreams
while pollution parades in normality
today nothing will be as it seems
NOTHING WILL BE AS IT SEEMS
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2. |
Wastelands
05:43
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getting wooden-headed in the bulk, getting wiser in single digits
being within spitting distance and the fall, within the domain
grouser with the higher range, frequency absorbing humanized one
on 2,4 and 5g feeding fuck
wise man, when all is gone
when all is gone, repentance comes too late
it all comes to the same thing
when the crunch comes
the worse comes to the worst
wastelands
heading for a fall
heading for a fall
wastelands
breeding for no one
heading for a fall
breed, little mothers,
with tired backs and tired hands,
breed for the owners of mills and the owners of mines,
breed a race of danger-haunted men,
a race of toiling, sweating, miserable men.
frail bodies, the pangs of birth, the tired backs of the performing dogs
minor melodist, fucked up methodist, try to create a list
of what you see and what you need
breed, little mothers,
with tired backs and tired hands,
breed for the owners of mills and the owners of mines,
breed a race of danger-haunted men,
a race of toiling, sweating, miserable men.
cut, cut it out
cut, cut it and bleed
it never resolve the issues you are dealing with within
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3. |
Tapes Of Vapor
04:39
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4. |
Shelter
05:23
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we must find a shelter
a place where we both can hide
and find the purity of hearts, sanity
we must find a shelter
the place we're living in is taking us outstretched
being within spitting distance and the fall, within the domain
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5. |
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wandering stars can not find their way out
wandering stars can not find their way out to the sea
silhouettes are growing
silhouettes are growing still
put them in a backyard
proceeding down
proceeding backwards
RISE IT UP THEN COUNT ME IN
LIGHT THEM ON AND PULL BACK IN
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6. |
Monochrome
07:58
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burst our eyes, take the thistle heart away
always write new excuses for my tiny crimes of accidental rapture
crawl slowly towards
bruised pearl skin rustling
like the red glow leaves, heaps of ash
humming light, still febrile in the wasted mornings
burst our eyes, take the thistle heart away
always write new excuses for my tiny crimes of accidental rapture
crawl slowly towards
beside the lake, beneath the trees, awake again
fluttering and dancing in the breeze again
beside the lake, beneath the trees, awake again
flattering and choking on the breeze again
gazed and gazed but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought
in vacant or in pensive mood,
they flash upon that inward eye
burst our eyes, take the thistle heart away
always write new excuses for my tiny crimes of accidental rapture
crawl slowly towards
we are never told
we are never explicitly told
(if i may be so bold)
are we ever told?
are we ever explicitly told?
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