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cover story
04:21
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is it first past the post ?
first to be born, first to be a ghost
is it who has the most ?
an empty castle full of hollow toasts
was it in the fine print ?
to get to the sun you take the moon
eternity just a blink
everything is coming soon
ill cover you if you cover me
ill cover you if you cover me
there was no judgement day
just repetition and repartee
there was no easy way
to break the bank and getaway
in the end theres an end
to running out and runaways
inertia can be a friend
sets you free to never stray
ill cover you if you cover me
ill cover you if you cover me
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2. |
sunken pleasure
05:41
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laughing at the saddest scenes
waking sweating from your dreams
pick up where the world left off
remembering that you forgot
to tilt at everything thats straight
any love can turn to hate
any glove can hide the crime
of yours is yours and mine is mine
all the mountains heaving
all the ships at bay
no matter what youre feeling
it fades fades away
all the sunsets seething
all the broken days
no matter where youre bleeding
it fades fades away
diving for the sunken pleasure
driving straight into the sun
knowing less is knowing better
when you’ve seen what kingdom comes
burning maps of foreign climes
off the radar off the charts
waiting for a church bell chime
every ending needs a start
all the mountains heaving
all the ships at bay
no matter what youre feeling
it fades fades away
all the sunsets seething
all the broken days
no matter where youre bleeding
it fades fades away
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3. |
one and one
04:25
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stay my execution, somebody cut in line
binning resolutions, inclined to just recline
blinded by my brightness, deaf to all replies
dredging for directions or least some dollar signs
is this what we have come to, is this the bottom line
one and one could become 2, or it could just divide
everybody pays to play, every cars a getaway
every house a hideaway, every day just one more day
silence on the asphalt , whispers in the pines
every yarn so heartfelt, my cup is running dry
drowning out my own voice, questioning the why
scratching for conclusions or at least some kind of rhyme
is this what we have come to, clothes flapping on the line
one and one could become 2, or it could multiply
everybody pays to play, every cars a getaway
every house a hideaway, every day just one more day
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4. |
no tell motel
03:36
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crumpled in my cummerbund
wasted nights in pursuit of fun
haloed lights beckoning to come, and be undone
curdled milk on naked thighs
plausibility can only be denied
theres no real pleasure, that doesn’t have to hide
the ceiling
is peeling
the bed is turning blue
this motel
it won’t tell
even if its true
all my answers were questionable
my objections objectionable
bedroom battles we have to lose to win
by the minute or by the hour
selling truths to lack of power
let it all out so none of it seeps in
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5. |
trying trying
02:49
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there’s a punchline for a fist
here’s a bucket off the list
playing dumb ventriloquist
lost and found but never missed
over egged but underpaid
trying trying
under rated over age
trying trying
where’s the hero for the day
where’s a chance to waste away
falling down till it all falls through
what else would you have me do
over easy, under take
trying trying
under cooked, but over baked
trying trying
finding hard to lose the day
pulling close to push away
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6. |
eyeing the storm
03:24
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still searching for some sun
while standing in the rain
still waiting for the starters gun
seasons without seasoning
reasons without reasoning
doubting doubts will set me free
when the storm is coming round
silence is the only sound
what you want is never what you need
splendid isolation
elixir of the nation
smallest target biggest dream
when the clocks refuse to tock
and the dawning has no cock
deepest cuts won’t have to bleed
when the storm is coming round
silence is the only sound
what you want is never what you need
when the storm is laying down
hearts and roofs will feel the pound
what you get is never what you see
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7. |
shooting stars
03:34
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first a cross, then a nought
a destiny that can’t be bought
a trickle turns into a rout
certainty gives birth to doubt
i went to sleep with dogs
woke up way to eager to plea
big wheel turned to a cog
rolling on hands and knees
tell me when i take the joke too far
in the end were only shooting stars shooting stars
waiting for the raising of the bar
in the end were only shooting stars shooting stars
follow footsteps in the dark
2 by 2 we launch our larks
packing lunch but never heat
static schedule on repeat
i saw the future coming
and sheltered in the past
repetition can be numbing
but it happens way too fast
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8. |
shelf life
03:39
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the chapel of song
the battle long gone
memories diving with a triple twist
hit the surface and never be missed
drunken in throngs
pitchfork with prongs
devils details tumbled down the hill
up on shoulders so i can view the kill
never knew what i never knew
never knew what i never knew
sunday so long
righting no wrong
waiting for some fate to strike me down
clouds are parting hear the trumpet sound
selfless my self
shelf life my wealth
pouring bile into a poison well
private heaven or a public hell
never knew what i never knew
never knew what i never knew
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9. |
night sprawling
04:03
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fools gold, fullness of being sold
no one told you that joke gets old
secrets, butts for cigarettes
can’t dismember what you forget
and the seed is planted
night sprawling on the lawn
you could take my chances
if you could find the dawn
and the day is crawling
welcome is getting worn
you could find your calling
beyond the dawn
half blessed, but half undressed
no one pinned the donkey on this tale
side part, hair un messed
chalking up a win the whitest whale
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10. |
choose a side
03:36
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bravery was once preserved, measured out in kegs
drinking in the coldest draught, or wallow in the dregs
over thinnest ice were skating, carving out mistakes were making
everything is at arms length, if you’ve got the legs
swallow up your breathlessness
offer up your curse or bless
push the wheel until it comes to rest
shallowness was once a curse, the river never dried
draining out complexity, a void behind your eyes
warm you hands on paper burning, sweating on reversal learning
words are wasted on believers, serenity's the prize
banish all uncertainty
choose a side, come ride with me
only lies repeated can ever set you free
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