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Atmospheric Entry
04:04
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The sky behind the glass is reaching for my skin.
It’s begging me to stay, it wants to let me in.
I’m going to let it change me,
I’m going to let it change me,
I’m going to let it change me,
I believe it has decided.
Up above the trees
Butterflies and silhouettes.
"Don’t forget to breathe..."
Somersaults and pirouettes.
On a burning satellite,
On a burning satellite
We are spinning down out of the womb.
I believe it all has been decided.
The clouds run with me, but they will never win.
They’re going to have to break, they have to let me in.
I’m going to let them change me,
I’m going to let them change me,
I’m going to let them change me,
I believe they have decided.
You are not insane,
It can be explained.
In time, you will understand it.
So it seems that all
You can do is fall.
Just try to survive the landing.
Just try to survive.
When there is nothing to escape from left within,
I will be ready for the stars to let me in.
I’m going to let them change me,
I’m going to let them change me,
I’m going to let them change me,
I believe they have decided.
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2. |
The Thief
03:43
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I blame you
For the broken transistor,
For the storm in the distance,
For the turn of the card.
I blame you
For the forty-two letters,
For the words that don’t matter,
For the thief in my heart.
You lie
You lie
You lie, you don’t exist.
I blame you
For not having a reason,
For reversing the seasons,
For becoming a snake.
I’m the sunrise,
I’m the star you should follow,
I’m the truth you should swallow
I’m your padlock to break.
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Supercollision
03:17
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I am the future,
High precision,
Cold division,
Supercollision,
I have the answers,
A quick decision,
I have the answers,
I have to reach the center.
You can drown in the ocean of your brain,
You can turn yourself to water, so you would not feel the rain,
You can set your heart on fire and dance inside the flame,
You can look, you won’t find me.
You got the signal
For absolution,
For dissolution,
For evolution.
You got the signal for a conclusion.
You got the signal,
You got the message.
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Strangeness
04:17
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I love your strangeness
Not the absurd and imitated,
Funny and tattooed,
Although that’s cool.
The holy strangeness,
Somewhere deep inside your eyes,
Somewhere deep beneath your hills,
Your scrying pool.
The arrow shines,
A pair of wings glides through the snow,
The huntress bends her silver bow
And lets it fly.
A high-pitched note,
A swan is twisting in the sun,
The taste of blood is on his tongue,
His heartbeat slows.
That swan is you,
He’s just a grand poetic trope
For the unknowable
To be expressed.
That swan is you,
And every time I think of you,
I see a bleeding, dying swan,
I see the arrow in his chest.
My dear strange one,
We do not have an easy task,
We wear the heaviest of masks,
We read the Dream.
The hill is steep,
The priestess looks up to the sky,
The sweat is shining on her thighs,
A child screams.
That hill is you,
It’s just a grand poetic trope
For the unknowable
To be expressed.
That hill is you,
And every time I think of you,
I see the priestess on the hill,
I see the knife under her dress.
The streets dissolve,
The buildings burst,
The pixels break
And rearrange.
Another word,
Another page,
Another spell
To break the curse.
I see your strangeness,
The one that whispers in your vault,
The one that throws your thunderbolts
Across the night.
The surgeon nods,
Some soft electric notes play,
A heart is lifted from the tray
And placed inside.
That heart is you,
It’s just a grand poetic trope
For the unknowable
To be expressed.
That heart is you,
And every time I think of you,
I see a broken, useless heart,
I feel it beating in my chest…
It is your strangeness.
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5. |
Rosalind
03:31
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Don’t try so hard
To believe
A lover’s word.
It’s just a string
To keep in place
A mask of nerves.
It’s not what you deserve.
Dance with me into a burning dream
And I will wake you up
Promise me to tell me that I’m real
And I will make you up
And I will make you up
I know that I
Can learn to fly
And walk through flames.
The only way
You feel alive
Is all the same –
Another stupid game.
Don’t tell me your secret
‘Cause I already know it,
I already know it,
I’ve seen it in the mirror.
You’re afraid to say it,
Don’t be afraid to say it,
I will make you say it,
I will make you say it:
I am in control.
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Honeypie
02:57
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Honeypie,
Your clouds are hanging low
And your fireflies are glowing
While the summer night prepares for the rain
To reclaim it from the young and jealous garden.
Watch the sky… it’s almost ready,
Watch the sky… it’s almost ready,
Watch the sky, your love is almost ready,
To align… to align.
Tune your strings –
I got a lot to say,
And the angels can look the other way
They’re just scared that they’re not that far ahead,
That at any moment we can cast them down.
Something glows,
And something starts to glow back
And we fly down from the pillars of creation;
Through our fingers we escape into the world,
Where we signal to each other in the darkness.
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7. |
Spring
03:22
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Oh, my love,
I can make you jump the rails,
I can make you chase your tail,
Baby, it’s so easy, it’s not fair.
In my mind,
There’s no one else that I can tell.
I can love you just as well,
Just because it has to go somewhere.
Wake up; you’ll miss the Spring
And your bells will never ring,
‘Cause you spent the winter gloom
Hiding shadows in your room,
That you took too long to find,
So you had to fall behind.
Long ago
I was empty and alone,
I was quiet as a stone,
And the rain would sing me lullabies.
So, I slept,
And the rain became a flood,
And the sound became my blood,
And it thundered in the morning sky.
You are the Spring,
You are the Fall,
It’s only change.
I know why
Everything is the way it is
I will tell you for a kiss.
For a raindrop on my summer lips,
For a star,
Not afraid to face the Sun,
For the silence on your tongue,
For an ocean wave under your ship.
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Naked visions of the future.
Naked visions of the future.
What do you see?
What do you see?
What do you see?
What do you see?
I see the body/information overtake,
I see the usual disasters and mistakes,
And all the tables and the codes we could not break.
Inside and outside,
Inside and outside.
Naked visions of the future.
Naked visions of the future.
What do you see?
What do you see?
What do you see?
What do you see?
I see a monkey stuck inside his kitchen sink.
I see you out of bed and making me a drink.
The South Pole I see, a roller rink.
Inside and outside.
Inside and outside.
Naked visions of the future.
Naked visions of the future.
Naked visions of the future.
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