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Floating Lakes
03:55
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We drift away, in silver shapes.
They fall inside of floating lakes.
When silver shapes, fall and break.
We climb inside, of broken tapes.
Don’t be too long, if you’re going.
Don’t be too long, if you’re going home.
Don’t be too long, if you’re going.
Don’t be too long, if you’re going home.
One of theses things belongs to another.
One of these things belongs to another.
One of these things belongs to another
they said, they said.
One of theses things belongs to another.
One of these things belongs to another.
One of these things belongs to another
they said, they said.
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By The Tree
02:39
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When you leave this all behind, to catch a better
breeze, I'll stay here, drink my wine, then go crashing into trees.
You’ll see.
I’ve already thought this through, long before you.
I’ve already thought this through, long before you.
I can see that I am gone, bleeding on a tree.
If you come back, I'll be there. You can come find me.
By the tree.
I’ve already thought this through, long before you.
I’ve already thought this through, long before you.
I’ve already thought this through, long before you.
I’ve already thought this through, long before you.
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Pouring Rain
04:12
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Same old places that seem to lead nowhere.
Burning houses it almost seems unfair.
They're still out and it's pouring rain out there.
Sipping fire with smoke rings in the air.
Leaves are falling but they don't seem to care.
They're still out and it's pouring rain out there.
And it’s cold outside.
In the rain, we can hide.
Climb outside in the shade is where we share.
With our eyes at the sky as we lay down and stare.
They're still out and it's pouring rain out there.
Distant choices they echo in despair.
Neon voices with colours everywhere.
They're still out and it's pouring rain out there.
And it’s cold outside.
In the rain, we can hide.
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4. |
Red Strings
03:51
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I stared so long.
Everything just disappeared.
Under red strings.
Is where you and I appeared.
I fell away now I fell away now.
Over the hills over the sun.
I fell away now I fell away now.
Over the hills all just for fun.
You did too.
You did too.
You stared so long.
Red strings hanging in the air.
Stop your phone call.
Let me mess up all your hair.
I fell away now I fell away now.
Over the hills over the sun.
I fell away now I fell away now.
Over the hills all just for fun.
You did too.
You did too.
I fell away now I fell away now.
Over the hills over the sun.
I fell away now I fell away now.
Over the hills all just for fun.
You did too.
You did too.
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5. |
Get Strange
04:34
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Working with them
it's not something that I want to do.
Options are slim,
and we agreed to give this a try.
so slowly walk in,
stand close and keep an eye
they seem ok
then a blindfold come from behind.
Lead to the car.
Hold my hand and try to be calm.
The drive won’t be long.
Hanging on every sound.
Count the bumps on the road,
gravity sets in and takes command.
All we know, is the sun just hit our eyes
Finished your drink,
it's really not want we normally have.
We slightly let go, as the sun starts to take a dive.
Be polite and talk.
We don’t want things to get strange,
but the deal is done.
The smiles start to arise
we won't get out of this alive.
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