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The cold of the night, the dark of the sky
A lick of your lips just to temp your delight
The hair on your neck, reaching here to the sky
The moon is in sight, keep open your eye
The cold of the night, from here to the sky
The cold of the night, white clouds in the sky
The things on your mind keep you up at night
All those things left to do, reaching here to the sky
Time will run short, to the point of the demise
The cold of the night, from here to the sky
And you see your life in an hour glass
All broke down to sand
When you’ve fallen down to the bottom
Just turn it ‘round and start again
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On and on, it plays on
And so we’re told: we’ll get old
It’s in our bones
As we grow, we count the days as they fade away
On and on
Time is gone
On and on, the children’s song
Of constant play has seen the days
Of decay of our mind
The body’s timed to slowly fade away
On and on
Through young and old everybody knows that
Time is gone
You’re living on, and keep keeping on
And on and on
We count the days of our decay
And time is gone
Your body’s gone, but you’re living on
Fade away
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3. |
You Run
06:06
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Self-doubt is a tricky thing
So much so, I’m not sure where to begin
Cuz you know there’s shit that you gotta do
Your head is screaming, but you don’t move
And the farther you run away
The harder it’s going to chase
You run
Just admit that you’re scared as shit
And look at all you’re avoiding
You know the stitch in time will save nine
Why don’t you pick up the needle?
Don’t try to sweep it under
It might seem good, but it’s sure to blow over
And you know there ain’t no place to hide
It’s not out there, it’s from the inside
And it cripples and exhausts you
All the shit that you’re just not doing
You run cuz you’re scared
My heart skips, my stomach sinks
My throat swells up and my body shakes
The thought of what’s inside;
It’s a self-induced mental suicide
So look out, and try to look ahead
And get out of my fuckin’ head
You run cuz you’re scared
Just admit that you’re scared as shit
And look at all you’re avoiding
You know the stitch in time will save nine
Why don’t you pick up the needle and thread?
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4. |
I Forget
05:16
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It starts as thought; dormant and raw
It shapes your life before you even know it
It takes some time, those things inside
There’s black and blue: the things that colour my life
Did I create this fate of mine?
Did I know it’d show itself to me in my life?
Cuz here I sit, and I live it
But well before I often pictured things as is
Home
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5. |
Folk Song
02:33
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So try as I might, but we still can’t make it right
The good will always be nice but it ends up with a fight
And why?
So we talk in the morning, and we talk through the night
I went to the doctor just to gain some insight
I said, “What can I do to make this all alright?”
Can we make this eternal or is it doomed to die?
And why?
You know that we tried
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6. |
Woke Up This Morning
04:40
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Up, the day’s begun. Coffee’s for my mind
Phone, I’ll turn it on, it’s time to feel the grind
Fall into the world that doesn’t feel like life
Work, and internet, those things that pass the time
But are all my freedoms all just the same?
And are all my freedoms all just in vein?
Cuz I don’t see them when I’m walking on down the line
And I don’t feel them when I’m thinking all of the time
When I woke up this morning, my thoughts were alarming:
Is my life so boring?
I sleep in the evening, some tossing and turning
The alarm always beckons
Has it just been a life of all the above?
Just rinse and repeat it
The extent of my day is rather mundane:
Just work, sleep and eating
Home, the day is done. Crack a beer, unwind
Phone, I’ll turn it off — don’t wanna hear that chime
Fall into my songs, the fantasy of life
Sing, explore the world where I don’t feel time
But are all my freedoms all just the same?
And are all my freedoms all just in vein?
Cuz I don’t see them when I’m walking on down the line
And I don’t feel them when I’m thinking all of the time
Cuz when I woke up this morning, I turned the alarm off
I went back to snoring
I fell into dreaming, I could not believe it
What I was thinking
Has it just been a life of all the above?
Just rinse and repeat it
All of my freedoms and all I’ve achieved
Is a life of escaping
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7. |
Aluminium
06:31
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8. |
Dirty Bends
04:44
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It came and went with little cents, I never know why
The money’s here, I live the day, the well has run dry
My broken back, my pockets flat, it’s not like I don’t try
Is my whole life my working life? Punch out and then I die?
It’s just how all this goes
We see the ebbs and flows
You can’t break ’til the end
Just try and make it bend
And make it last, like any other day
I can’t explain all my disdain for knowing what is wrong
But when I try I look inside for lyrics to this song
The answer is to build those things that always live on
So do create, and something make, the beauty’s holden eye
It’s just how all this goes
We see the ebbs and flows
You can’t break ’til the end
Just try and make it bend
And make it last, like any other day
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9. |
On Top of the Sky
04:01
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Sitting here on top of the sky and I’m watching the world go by
I’m just sitting here on top of the sky and I’m watching the world go by
I’m just sitting here on top of the sky and I’m looking down on to my life
Look how different everything becomes when you’re through the ol’ birds eye
There’s so many things on the outside that you can’t help internalize
And what does all of this mean for my life and will I ever find the reasons why?
I’m just watching them all go by
Just watch as they fly by
Sitting here on top of the sky and I’m watching the world go by
I’m just sitting here on top of the sky and I’m watching the world go by
Sitting here on top of the sky and I’m looking down at you and I
And the game is set — just roll the dice and we’ll sit and watch our worlds collide
Cuz you know that we surely tried, but sometimes things don’t materialize
And when something surely dies then the world creates a new life
Just watch as they all go by
I’m just watching them all fly by
Sitting here on top of the sky and I’m watching the world go by
Every bit of me, and all of my life — and I’m watching it all fly by
Sitting here on top of the sky and I’m watching
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10. |
Always in Time
05:20
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On our way back home, this feeling’s not alone
We came and went, just kinda moving along
Keep your eye on the road, and keep on singing your song
It’s merely life, and this is just our time to end it all in stride
End the verse in a line
Always in time
Thorn protects the rose, it’s bittersweet, I know
Always in time from the back of the line
You know the story’s the same: there is no reason or rhyme
And it will show, cuz it already knows:
Look how the sun does rise and the wind surely blows
Always in time
Always in time
Never on time
Always
Treading life in tow, steady as she goes
So this is life, and there’s lessons we’ve learned
It’s just a part of it to watch the tables turn
And we move on and try to author our fate
It helps us sleep at night and get through each day
Always in time
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11. |
Scarlet Eyes/Fade Away
05:22
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I’ve seen your eye as it looks into mine, and it’s no surprise that it’s as red as mine
I’ve seen your eye and when it looks into mine, it’s like I’m staring back into the depths of time
I’ve seen your eye as it looked into mine
And it’s happened again, some other time
How do I know for sure?
It’s all just a matter of space and time
I’ve seen your eye as it looked into mine
And it’s brown to red and then black to white
How do I know for sure?
It’s all just a matter of space and time
I’ve seen your eye and when it looks into mine it’s just to my demise I see your big disguise
I’ve seen your eye and when it looks into mine it’s just to my surprise I see your scarlet eyes
I’ve seen it all, in a rise and fall
And I was standing there just to watch you crawl
I’ve seen your lies and all your cries in your scarlet eyes
I’ve seen you there and I watched you fall
And I was standing there like I’m ten feet tall
I’ve seen your lies and all your cries in your scarlet eyes
The worst thing you could ever do is say the lie is a living truth and then fade away
The surest way to corrupt the youth is to say the lie is a living truth and then fade away
Yea, fade away
Don’t look at them, and just look at you, and do whatever the fuck that you wanna do and then fade away
Don’t live for them, and just live for you, and do whatever the fuck that you wanna do and then fade away
Fade away
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12. |
IDK
03:18
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When I’m out, does it show that I don’t know?
I don’t know how to show proper prose;
At the mic, when I’m home, or to or fro
I don’t know!
I decay
When I’m out, does it show that I don’t know?
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13. |
Every 1,2,3
06:20
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When I look around, it seems clear to me
That we all live within our dualities
And if it’s not based on you and me
Then it falls upon the magic number three
The light and the dark, and the birds and the bees
And this is what makes our reality
Everyone! We’re only twos and threes!
Look around and tell me what you see
And there it is, throughout our history:
The biggest story of them all is of a trinity
The son is your body and the spirit your soul
And your conscious mind is just father time
If you can’t see the forest for the trees,
You’re probably looking at all the number twos and threes
Everyone! We’re only twos and threes!
Look around and tell me what you see
Maybe you say we’re only 6’s and 7’s
But I think we’re only just twos and threes
We’re only just twos and threes!
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