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Lights Out
03:47
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You say you can smell the weather changing
The darkened sky carrying rosemary with the wind We are walking slowly in the sand
From time to time, a heavy wave is crashing down
Far out, a boat sends out a wavering light Requesting guidance from the coast Your hand is cold, and silently
I feel like drifting way out there myself
Lets go home and pass the lighthouse
Turning in the night, warning of dangerous shoals You look tired, I think it’s time for lights out
They will keep turning in our sleep anyway
They will keep turning in our sleep anyway They will keep turning in our sleep anyway
And while your hands are cold, I am still floating I still feel the rest of your body’s warm
The haze is fine enough to let some light through But these tides are acting arbitrarily
We should head back pass by the lighthouse Still turning on to state, so far it’s all alright
You look tired, lets go home and put the lights out They will keep turning in our sleep anyway
Go to sleep, speed up the lighthouse
Swirling in our dreams, holding each other tight
I’d like to know how long will it keep spinning
But how the fuck could I ever tell?
If that light was once turned out for real
Would I shatter at the cliffs blocking my steering wheel?
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Neighbor
03:37
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My neighbor is a sponger
Official burden to the state
He’s living in a wasteland
All potentials down the sink
He’s got diamonds in the backyard
He just failed to cash them in
Are we really all that different from him?
Way back when he was working
He took one for the team
Supervisors pouring poison from the high horse
While he kept staring down at the floor
He said he just wasn't made for the market
Well but, maybe no one ever is
He said his lack of will made him a failure
Oh but, is that the kind of will that’s worthwhile to be enforced?
My neighbor is a sponger
Official burden to the state
My neighbor is a sponger
Thats how they made him identify
Thats how they made him identify
Thats how they made him identify
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All This Smoke
04:13
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All this smoke around
Don‘t try save them, see these pages, they‘re ablaze
Habits of the centuries
They hurt my eyes
Wise old men have been
Piling truth, up to no end
And then some alpha dog comes along
And makes his barking pack push the pile into the flames
Habits of the centuries
They hurt my eyes
In this cloud of vapored tokens we are blind
In this cloud of vapored tokens we are blind
The image of a flower store
Invites me to step through the door
Inhale the smell of empathy
The alpha dog‘s vasectomy
But utopia is not for free
You‘d have to pay with dignity
Let‘s burn our sense of history
Just to raise the next authority
It would be beautiful to catch some air
But all we breathe is just this biting smell of gasoline
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Wrong Maps
03:50
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Strange landscapes
Unknown to me
I got the wrong maps
They don’t add up
Searching for a specific
Part of the island
To isolate you
From the stones
Strange liquids
Much unlike water
Washing out cave systems
Lead the way to where our mutual memories lie
Scanning for your subterranean
Facial expression
That encourages me to sink
A little deeper now
Strange landscapes
Unknown to me
I got the wrong maps
They don’t add up at all
Searching for a specific
Part of the island
Where I would meet
A long gone friend
Strange echoes
Whaling on me
I got the wrong maps
They don’t add up at all
Longing for your schizophrenic
End of the story
If this is all I get from you
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