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Careful I'm high
For those dumb tides
The joy and anger
Leaving us
Cause and chaos
Are making fools
The joy of idle
The true smell of happiness
The beginning of death
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Until It Takes You Over
03:24
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Take it until it takes you over
The heart of someone is gonna take you over
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No One Knows I'm Here
01:35
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No-one knows I'm here
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This Block
03:19
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He could do so much for me
At sea
He could do so much for me
Memory, dream, fog, reality
Then sleep
Memory, dream, fog, reality
Then sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Head is heavy
Keep a bag packed
Head is heavy
We're teaching ghost to song
Teaching ghost to song
Teaching ghost to
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5. |
Things I Can't See
03:35
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Such is the madness of the human heart that we're still here walking home. Such is the madness of the human heart that we're still here walking home. Tattooed into a brain. A wandering need. Straight to the source to cut off the leg. Words that do not just fall into each other. Words that repeat till they're dead. Still walking. And my ghost is still walking home. And my ghost is still walking. And my ghost. Such is the madness of the human heart that we're still here walking home. And I can't see. There are things that I can't see now. There are things that I can't see now. There are things.
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6. |
Do Not Trust The Horse
01:51
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The light is failing and I'm still fucking here. In these high places. Do not trust the horse. She'll only throw you off. To watch this willful maniac come to a dead. Shit that comes to me in dreams through a ghost net with a spider weave with a spider weave. It's out of control my dear and we're still fucking here and we're still fucking here. Do not trust the horse. She'll only throw you off. To watch this willful maniac come to a dead fucking stop.
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Arches Over The Sun
01:33
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This Isn't Madness
06:08
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A dream, that's all. A shadow for this place. Western town, let's get out of this country. The good and the hopeful hand in hand. They always wanted to go somewhere. This isn't madness. It's a stain on your mind. And we'll be here still in the morning. These are the things you left behind. To clean this lovely mess, Theodora. They hide in the garden lost from sight. We increase a measure of the time. As it was never meant. But it sustains our minds. And we'll be here still in the morning. It's a stain on your mind that sustains your mind. And we'll be here still in the morning.
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What The Heart Knows
02:33
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Breathe in your mouth these words. My eyes want to shut. It is your memory. Too delicate. I am learning not to make a scene. There is no hope. What the heart knows it's not telling us. There is no hope for me. There is no hope for me. There is no hope for me. Shaking loose inside of me. Shaky little bones.
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Put your lonely heart in it dear. Every morning is not the same. But for lonely of my new life I am alive. Everything went differently. Everything was good. But for lonely of my new life I am alive. Every morning is not the same. You will spend the day with nothing but your lonely heart. I am alive. Everything went differently. Everything was good. But for lonely of my new life I am alive.
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11. |
On Becoming
02:18
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A fixed bug
All these zeros and ones
On becoming whilst being
On becoming
You follow me round
You are my heart
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