1. |
Arc en Ciel
04:11
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Know
that I go
out to flow
pot of gold
we
sing your song
you’re alone
some rainbow
forget
all your strife
live your life
Roy G. Biv
we
sing your song
you’re alone
some rainbow.
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2. |
Hold On, You're Wrong
04:36
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Is this in the key of sadness?
I am working quite a magic
singing blissful nothings for nowheres
in a world of "no needs" and "don't cares."
Why am I no more than what they see--
a glass half-empty of transparency
I can't book you a flight like a lawn gnome
or slap the skins like a Moon or a Bonzo
This, the lime of the light of my Solar Plexus
fear and loathing, Paris, Texas
Ooooh, how it felt to be alone
ooooh, how simple it was to go
hold on, you're wrong
hold on, you're wrong
So I'll sing this song for me, myself, and I
you will never feel how high I fly
lone for the lone's sake, 'lone is all I know
I'm the meta-selfish message for the ghosts
why am I no more than what they see--
a glass half-empty of transparency
Ooooh, how it felt to be alone
ooooh, how simple it was to go
hold on, you're wrong
hold on, you're wrong.
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3. |
Sensibility
02:38
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Then I’m on the patio speakers of my radio
turning on the dials
when I’m feeling lateral, and I’m not acceptable,
harping on the ritual
Like a crafty boomerang-boogie for the insane
tallying your loss and gain
And-He taught me karma, I’m sneaking in a village of
gentleness and self-control
When I’ve got the peace of mind, and I am so fortunate
harping on the ritual
chasing sensibility
there’s a world in me
feel it run deep, it puts you to sleep
it speaks to you in words
feel it inside, there’s no use to try
and kick it to the curb
and every day I wither away, it’s
like I’ve yet to get a grip,
and when she sighs, I am hypnotized,
I’ll leave my footing, then I’ll slip.
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4. |
Mesmerised
03:56
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Pretty baby, don’t you cry
your mother’s mesmerised
a coiled wind that feels the need
to unwind
the laden, arid souls, and sticks
can depress
a frightened spirit calls a tongue
to profess
sick from the fear,
but comfort is a bore
they’re waiting here,
they’re waiting at your door
Now she’s the one who weeps
and crying in the rain
man, how do you sleep
and dream off all the pain?
pretty baby, don’t you cry
your mother’s mesmerised
your mother wished she could’ve seen
first steps out the door
but you did it while she was gone,
all on your own
pretty baby, ain’t it neat?
someday you’ll learn to speak
sick from the fear,
but comfort is a bore
they’re waiting here,
they’re waiting at your door
Now she’s the one who weeps
and crying in the rain
man, how do you sleep
and dream off all the pain?
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5. |
Shadows On the Ceiling
02:45
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Drive around my hometown,
grab a coffee in the blue.
We don’t do much talking,
joined the same point of view
I don’t know why you came here,
maybe neither do you
and judging by our actions,
we could both be confused
and I see shadows on the ceiling
ruby in the rain
there’s no nature in a feeling
pleasure in the pain
I’ve outgrown all my reason,
bought some logic at the store
I’m not ready for your comments,
but I want to hear you more
she flicked her hair from a honey-pool
and afterwards she said to me
“I want to hold you in my arms”
but It was lucidity…
and I see shadows on the ceiling
ruby in the rain
there’s no nature in a feeling
pleasure in the pain.
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6. |
Someone That I Never Had
05:18
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Pain is running up my tab (I’m trying hard to be myself)
hurts to see them go so glad (the happiness of someone else)
I’m happy to see you so good (…still hanging on my shelf)
it’s someone that I never had
I’m soothing out to lose the fad (I’m trying not to throw a fist)
cooling down to curb the mad (I’m trying hard to not exist)
feelings that I never could (…must be something that I missed)
someone that I never had
yeah…no matter what my head (I’m thinking of another way)
thinks or what it says (I’m living for the day)
my heart will lead the way (someday they’ll be amazed)
my heart will lead the way
yeah, evenings in our old hometown (moments in her mind that glow)
as much I can remember now (maybe it’s time to go)
I wanna say but don’t know how (I guess I’ll never know)
I wanna tell but don’t know how
I picked you up in my car (circling around these streets)
you told me all about your scars (can’t keep from looking at my feet)
you showed me all about your heart (why do you want to talk to me)
…but I’m playing another part.
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7. |
You Are Here
02:16
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When living isn’t worth it
and hollow arms just seem so cold
when I’m feeling so imperfect
and withered down to skin and bones
I hear a wind call my name
and You are here
I see it all as the same
and You are here
intuition is the wave,
my head is in the clouds
isolation every day
the Daffodils are blowing out
When I’m feeling all my troubles
seem too much for me to bear
with my thinking over-doubled
and I’m not going anywhere
I hear a wind call my name
and You are here
I see it all as the same
and You are here
intuition is the wave,
my head is in the clouds
isolation every day
the Daffodils are blowing out
the bombs are blowing up
my life is not enough
insecurities and doubt
here’s the quickest route
my head is in the clouds
the Daffodils are blowing out.
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8. |
30
04:16
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Too many people, I will sit and watch the clock
and minutes blow until I have to go
pain that lingers on a single, solemn thought
reminds me now, it’s time for me to go
and beneath your terror-dome,
there’s a history you’ve never shown
you see your birth as some demise, but I’ll tell you
you’re a blessing in my life
and I’m sitting on a dimmer stream, somehow completely
with a blanket, foamy, covered, be
its wooly eyes that make you stare into your darkest night
and yeah, there was no light to see
and beneath your terror-dome,
there’s a history you’ve never shown
you see your birth as some demise, but I’ll tell you
you’re a blessing in my life
I heard that if you can’t be sought,
then I might as well be lost
“Someday you’ll realize that I’m not,”
so you might as well just walk
So tell my dad I’ve lost a friend;
tell my mom I’ve failed again.
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9. |
Entropy
03:30
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I don’t think I know you
I’ve been wrong before
blissing out to the soul-feud
I redefine the core
entropy, what will it be when everything I need is out of reach?
all my own existence,
I’d rather dissolve
and with no resistance
and with no resolve
entropy, what will it be when everything I need is out of reach?
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10. |
Ariana Grande
02:59
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11. |
Silly Junction
03:23
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My unborn thoughts, an ochre rue,
the prelude to a perfect stew,
And purple sounds that echo black
the burglar of a slow synapse.
Umbrellas too stiff to collapse,
A pretty tree with hollow sap,
and crowds that never want to clap
but they can’t work the function,
does it beg the question—
should I exit from this silly junction?
Two cactus limbs that pierce a soul,
deeper with the mind control
Western winds won’t wind embrace,
while they’re laughing in your face.
while you’re dancing in the shade
immortal souls, now quick to fade
laced the skate but lost the blade!
but they can’t work the function,
does it beg the question—
should I exit from this silly junction?
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12. |
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Mental Physician, Modern Medicine,
I’m afraid I’ll never change my mind
and if life is filled with bliss, I’m no witness,
I have failed to feel or turn the tides
worse or for better, but who holds the ledger?
and is the starry host in the crowd?
a rough ebb and flow, like cracks in the snow
showed me I still walk upon the ground
Mental Physician, Modern Medicine
tell me what is there to show.
and with no control, inevitable,
standing still, but here I go.
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13. |
Kloudly
05:09
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While it may not seem to be intense
it sure looks like I am moving backwards
and the world sometimes it feels so strange
something tells me I’ve got to keep moving
though I’ve lost her and I’ve lost my mind
there’s a better place to hide my heart
I’m feeling up, I’m feeling low
but in my tree, I’ve spied a Lark!
No more lip gloss
I’m toast
No more ring toss
on the phone
clouds in the sky
drawn to scale
kitty cat,
watch your tail
the coffee’s growing cold
the undertonal shift concession
everything that I see
can only hope to be perception
I will try to read your Amber lips
and extract all of their major themes
the wind that rows through golden time
and lurks upon a cold and busy stream.
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14. |
Voices / Angels
04:52
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I know all your fears,
I know all your trials and tribulations
I will take all your tears if you lay on me your frustration
I will give you truth,
a peace that passes understanding
and while the world will lie to you
some peace and joy for reprimanding
and a crowd cries out
and I'm the only one that's listening
inner-crowd cries out,
is there anyone even listening?
I hear voices speaking to me, they say "come away"
come away
I know all your deeds,
I know all your charity and action.
Love is how we need
and it breeds without subtraction
and though they all hate you,
I can't explain, you're right
patience is my virtue
and Jesus is my vice
and a crowd cries out
and I'm the only one that's listening
inner-crowd cries out,
is there anyone even listening?
I hear angels speaking to me, they say "come away"
come away.
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