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Roads
04:33
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each appearing bend in the road
reveals another
bend in the road, breaks away,
divides the rain-drenched
fields.
don't go back
your home is here.
feel the desperate night
closing in
and trapping all the
light around the two of you, ask
yourself what you need
there.
don't go back
your home is here.
and i shall quietly sit here on my own
and write another
song to pass the time, it stings like hell
like the smoke that's in my
eyes.
don't go back
your home is here.
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Don't Let Me
03:47
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See,
there’s filth beneath the make up
fear
encrusted, gaudy traumas.
Here
the endless nights bleed colour
I
can’t bear to have you enter.
You:
a light beyond the darkness.
Less
a saviour than a beacon.
Healed
wounds cauterize the candour.
I
can’t bear to have you enter
(Someone let me down.)
It’s all the same to me,
the pain, the sound.
But it seems darker when
you’re not around.
Don’t let me down.
Here
the fear hides under make up.
bathed
in pathetic neon.
Be
faithful or be clever.
I
can’t bear to have you enter.
(Someone let me down.)
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3. |
Panacea
06:25
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Lucid and ambivalent
On chemicals divine
Disconnect - some slight remorse
The ends speak volumes all
We're damaged enough
Questioning our intent
One might find truths uncultured
Diffidence can breed rejection
Abject vices all
We're damaged enough
Redemption is passé
I wish I was my own gun
Glistening, immaculate
'Til fallen idols come
Feel the strain of fractured arms
Preserved in sculpture
Deprecated and forgotten
Useless monuments
Redemption's so passé
I wish I was my own god
Glistening, immaculate
'Til fallen idols come
Return us our faith
In our abandoned pleasures and
Forgive us our blatant
Worship of ourselves
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4. |
Philomena
02:33
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(instrumental)
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5. |
Incidental
01:17
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(instrumental)
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6. |
Listing
04:13
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Dun shadows hang haunt the mornings
as a smile haunting his sleep.
It’s light because
of the sunrise.
It’s light because
of the streetlights.
He can’t be here
anymore.
Secrets prolonged in his silence
etches away at her eyes.
It’s quiet because
of the crying.
It’s quiet because
of the streetlights.
There’s night besides.
Her words are akin to pleasure
senseless surrealties
that say because
of the moonlight
that say because
of the danger
don’t say because
anymore.
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Incidental Two
00:49
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(instrumental)
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Though our methods seem callous and vile
Such delusions all come with their cost
No pity in chain-links, no empathic scalpel divides
The pure mind is gracious; the tortured man shackled now lost
For our subjects all substance-controlled
Impositions in solitary holes
Lessen the weight of our culture, asylum-abode
Reckless, despondent all hopeless outside of our homes
Send the bastards and ones you’d disown
Modern physical truths balance mind
Though these faces resemble our daughters
Social graces bring solace in kind
Lessen the weight of our culture, asylum-abode
Reckless, despondent, all hopeless outside of our homes
Won’t you hear me now; hear me as your own?
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