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Love is Heartbreak
04:45
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Go to sleep,
So deep your weeping heart,
Can cry above the sound,
All those creatures that you found,
They sing in slow motion,
Love potion’s simmering,
And every little drop,
Drips to show you what you’re not,
It’s love!
Love is heartbreak.
Falling to pieces
And hoping it freezes before you hit the ground,
Lest you fall in love,
Love is heartbreak.
Smiley face,
I was told to meet your love affair,
With open hearted grace,
You’ll get off without a trace,
I’m bleeding,
The only friend,
Who could’ve saved me in the end,
Just awoke me from a dream,
Now there’s nothing in between
Love,
Love and heartbreak.
Here’s a styrofoam cup,
For the tears welling up,
In the depths of your chest,
None the less - it’s a vessel of love,
Or lack thereof.
Love is heartbreak.
You think you’re lonely,
When you’re only out of phase,
You’re turning minutes into days,
Wasted on your woe,
When slowly,
Everything you need,
Appears in the cracks of your disease,
In the end there’s only love.
And love is heartbreak.
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2. |
Lived Forever
03:50
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Used to think we’d live forever,
Give into oblivion,
Oh, to think we’d go together,
Hand in hand and day by day.
Sun submits to stormy weather,
Fires to the morning rain,
And I’ve already lived forever,
I’ve already seen it fall into the flame.
So take to your memory with sharp knives,
Recall every lover from your life,
Standing in line at the front door,
Coming to claim what they paid for,
Something to sell.
Eternity - the fools endeavour,
Invisible - the finish line,
Yeah, I’ve already lived forever,
I’ve already done my time,
It’s behind me.
Dead firebird and the new flame,
Double the love and twice the pain,
The ashes lie still on a bread knife,
Never to stir with a new life,
Never to fly.
Citizens of Nothing and Nowhere!
Burn all your temples - smell the air.
Beautiful angels that wage war,
Nothing’s for sure,
That’s for damn sure.
So take to your memory with sharp knives,
Recall every lover from your life,
All of the white lies that ring true,
Living forever gon’ cost you,
More than your life.
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Next Life Yeah
03:37
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Take your time with the dotted line,
It’s a coal mine to the cold canary,
Who buys a golden cape,
But lacks the stones to wear it,
But you’re here to toe a line,
To be neither seen nor heard,
Make no mistake,
All it takes in an honest word.
Sing, sing till the phone rings,
But like all things,
It’s an echo stuck in the void,
Lean hard on sharp shards,
That pierce the heart,
Of the paranoid king.
Now once more to be sure,
Two and you’re out of there,
Make your mistake,
You can take it up with the next life, yeah.
I’ll wait by the front gate,
Of your soul, mate,
For the aftermath,
Just come do what you came to do,
I hope it’s good for you,
And he makes you laugh.
We can cheers to the liars,
Who taught you to fight fair,
Make your mistake,
You can take it up with the next life, yeah.
Yeah.
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Best Face to London
04:41
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What you see is what you get,
Sandwiched between the parapets,
Rocks and hard places,
Have made a house out of this guy.
Come see, for me and for yourselves,
Scribble upon my crooked shelves,
Secrets trapped in stone and time,
Inside and outside.
Bravely standing in the street,
Smiling at everyone I meet,
They don’t see my broken back,
And my cracks in the pavement.
Love me the only way you know,
Shove me and renovate my bones,
I’ll be always wearing my best face to London.
You don’t be deserving,
To be sleeping in the servant’s staircase,
You’re under cover, you’re safe,
Let me take you to a place,
Where it never rains,
It never rains...
Build me up and tear me down,
Memories in every shade of brown,
I’m here now,
Proudly wearing my...
Proudly, always wearing my...
Proudly, always wearing my
Best face to London.
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5. |
Flower
04:10
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Sun or snow,
Flowers grow in the darndest places,
Their happy faces,
Giggle at me from the ground.
These pretty places,
You pressed your face in rose gardens,
Until they hardened,
And started to crumble,
And lose their red.
Flower,
Left for dead,
In garden beds,
Behind a metal fence,
Pure and white,
Edelweiss on the treppelweg,
That cut your leg,
Left me a trail of your blood,
In the mud,
And like every yesterday -
Doomed to bloom and wilt away.
Flower,
Left for dead,
On river beds,
Been raining ever since.
Flower,
Battered and bruised,
You’ve been kicked and confused,
Stand up - it’s time to bloom.
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Joy
04:45
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It was just like you said it would be,
No rain,
No river of tears,
Just a bright sunny day,
Of all the things that fall,
To the carpenter’s floor,
I could ask you to walk,
To the end of my street,
And down to my door,
But I couldn’t take you up,
I couldn’t take you up if I tried.
We awoke with bloody knees,
Some game,
That we play with our bodies,
All one and the same,
From the end of the night,
To the submarine sunrise,
Painting the blues,
When selfishly I rolled to the side,
And let it find you,
But I couldn’t wake you up,
I couldn’t wake you up,
I couldn’t wake you up,
I couldn’t wake you up,
But if tried,
Then for the first time in a long time -
I’d feel joy.
It rains diamonds on Jupiter,
And the sea is full of colourful creatures,
That stupefy me,
But between me and the dream,
And all of the colours,
That swim around me,
And gracefully sing,
I have imagined a many great thing,
But I couldn’t make you up.
I couldn’t make you up,
I couldn’t make you up,
I couldn’t make you up,
If I tried.
And I’ve tried,
And for the first time in a long time -
I feel joy.
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Hot Pink
03:36
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Golden is the sunrise,
On silver seas,
And smothered by the cover of the breeze,
She breathes,
The killer bees in the blue wind blow,
They turn away the tide,
Rainbow starts to melt,
No one’s here to help,
But it sure looks like outside...
Sometimes I take a paintbrush,
To the past,
To colour all the summers overcast,
You and me in the falling snow,
And so the story goes...
You don’t think I will,
Crack open the quill,
And slowly start to drink,
The poison in my ink - Hot Pink.
Now you’re over there,
While I’m waiting here,
The colour’s disappeared,
But every time I blink,
I sink,
In memories of hot, hot pink.
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8. |
Love Sick Melody
04:00
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Tally-ho! I’m loaded again,
Stumbling between the Now and the Then,
With a phone in my hand,
Drunk and down and desperately,
Shining light on that which I already see -
The cracks and the seams.
Well you’re longed to die for,
All that you lied for,
Time and time again,
But you’ll only ever,
Tango together if you close your eyes till then,
I wonder a lonely town,
To the sound of a homesick heartbeat,
Filling the empty streets,
With the ghosts of my memory.
Hard to look at, easy to see,
While I weave through my mannequin graveyard in peace,
I fit right in.
And the plastic flowers,
Creep up the mountain,
Beautiful and fake,
One that we’ll only ever,
Summit again,
If the two of us can make,
Love to a lonely town,
To the sound of a homesick heartbeat.
Filling the empty streets,
With the ghosts of my memory,
I wonder a lonely town,
To the sound of a homesick heartbeat,
Filling the air she breathes,
With a lovesick melody.
I wonder a lonely town,
To the sound of a homesick heartbeat,
Filling the air she breathes,
With a lovesick melody.
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9. |
No Surprise
04:12
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Only sound,
Only sound,
All around,
Only sound.
Since you cut me down,
There’s been no surprise in my life,
Only sound.
Only sound,
Only sound,
All around,
Only sound,
You say my ritual,
Won’t let me leave,
I say I still find new ways,
To fly round these same old streets,
Same two feet,
New pretty place for us to meet.
Since you cut me down,
There’s been no surprise in my life,
Only sound.
Deep roots make a tall tree,
A small fee for the air we breathe,
Wage war with a chainsaw,
Some rainfall in the canopy,
Might help me see,
Your shadow singing back to me.
Since you cut me down,
There’s been no surprise in my life,
Only sound.
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10. |
New Romancer
04:45
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You sit on planes,
But you’ve never flown before,
You’ve never flown before,
I never knew you wanted more,
Now you’re walking out the door,
Memory has tainted you,
In poorly painted shades of blue,
A solo dancer spinning free,
A new romancer on the scene...
The little ways I dance like you,
My new romancer taught me to.
We parted ways,
But we never grew apart,
We never grew apart,
You’re forever in my heart.
Little ways I dance like you,
My new romancer taught me to,
A solo dancer spinning free,
A new romancer on the scene.
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Stay there,
Smell the smoky midnight air,
I got to get to God knows where,
The only place i can be found...
You poor thing,
Shrouded by a perfume ring,
Of lonely stinking suffering,
The only thing that’s going round...
But it doesn’t define me,
It doesn’t mean I’ve lost the faith,
It breaks my stride,
It breaks my heart,
And my lungs and pride,
And it’s on my mind,
Lately...
Failure,
Kingdom Animalia,
Stinks of Lynx Australia,
The choice of every broken heart,
Cool your jets,
With the sticky floors and the broken bets,
And left handed cigarettes,
That used to make us laugh all night,
But now they’re working against ya,
Lurking in the dark corners of your life,
But its not here
Nor is it there
But put it there
I hereby swear
I never called you baby, baby
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Be mine, sweet Zephyr Valentine,
I’m looking to you,
He who blew my sands of time,
Oh, she’s the breeze,
That only you can see,
Oh, Zephyr Man,
I beg ya, can ya bring her back to me?
Somewhere deep in the love affair,
I saw the truth in the eyes of a newborn child,
All love is just a circle,
That’s been running wild,
Oh Zephyr Man,
I’m lesser than,
The fires of desire that conspire
To ignite my soul with a baby breeze...
One day ill decay - but don’t you dare!
Love is for fools (Oh Yeah!)
But the fools have love to spare,
I’d rather be a lover,
Than a man with a plan to abandon the fool who cares,
But we’ve all been there...
(I’ll go where the Zephyr blows
And where the wind blows, no one knows...)
Zephyr, I prefer the weather,
When you’re blowing the wind,
It’s softer on my skin,
It gives me something to hang on to,
While I’m tumbling,
Oh Zephyr Man,
I’m better than before,
Swimming against the tide,
Oh, Zephyr, may I hitch a ride?
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