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The Boats
03:49
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Greetings all, please take your places
Refunds are denied
Hold it down, it’s all illusion
Balancing the tides
I feel like I’m alone
You feel like you’re alone
It gets us by
The victim’s sail ship is coming into shore
So, I’ll spend some time writing letters
Turn this hatred to something beautiful
I’m trying to be kind
I’m trying to be kind
And the boats play F-sharp in the wind
Don’t remark, hold all responses
Just reflect what’s inside
Hold it down and search for reason
Be quiet and comply
I feel like I’m alone
You feel like you’re alone
It gets us by
The victim’s sail ship is coming into shore
So, I’ll spend some time writing letters
Turn this hatred to something useful
I’m trying to be kind
I’m trying to be kind
And the boats play F-sharp in wind
I’ll spend some time writing letters
Turn this hatred to something useful
I’m trying to be kind
I’m trying to be kind
And the boats play F-sharp in wind
I’ll spend some time writing letters
Turn this hatred to something beautiful
I’m trying to be kind
I’m trying to be kind
And the boats play F-sharp in wind
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2. |
The Trigger
04:36
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He’ll lose his hold
She’ll see the signs
That April day when they’ll collide
A beam prick pierced, moon-torched sky
A peasant asked a passerby
What’s the time?
What’s the time?
She’ll crawl towards the market square
He’ll jam the lifts then take the stairs
One shard of light they’ll glance to find
Some peasant fucking some passer-by
What’s the time?
What’s the time?
What’s the time?
What’s the time?
Lavender’s smashing the kingdom to the ground
His queen’s left for the princess of some other town
Bring on security
Strap the king to the bed
Call for Saint Apricot
Record all that’s said
My guitar complained, ‘You were mine’
My keyboard leant over, ‘Play my spine’
My 12-track buzzed, flirted and whined
My jealous metronome swirled out of time
My tambourine took my bass’s side
My microphone collapsed, ‘I’ve lost you’ she cried
My pedal switched and smashed the lights
My Stratocaster took to flight
What’s the time?
What’s the time?
What’s the time?
What’s the time?
King Lavender declares:
‘Saint Apricot dies, but torture him first to see what we’ll find’
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3. |
Three Months
03:18
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One month to recover
One month to adapt
One month to do it again
Hello guardians
Hello angel blue
Goodbye mother
In my summertime death box soon
My skin’s crawling
Goodnight brother doom
How I travel
In my summertime death box in June
Let’s go
Christmas morning
Every wartime cue
Portrait painting
This summertime death box in June
Hallowed schoolyards
Wind chimes exhumed
Decomposing
In my summertime death box in June
Let’s go
Rise your oceans
Blue sky diffuse
Red to purple
My summertime death box in June
Beyond distance
Inside space, beside you
Towards suffering
My summertime death box in June
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4. |
Running Out
01:11
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Set the courses
Where are we bound?
What could we find?
What have we found?
I’m feeling high
We’re running low
Should only go so far
How could we know?
We’re running out
We’re running out
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5. |
With Sunshine
03:30
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There is no form, no substance in sunshine
There is no sheen, no penetration in sunshine
With one step by one
And here we come
And on with sunshine
There is no thought, no relation my sunshine
Come back to front, all inversion, my sunshine
With one step by one
And here we come
And on with sunshine
With one step by one
And here we come
And on with sunshine
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6. |
Sweet Madeline
00:52
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Beside my chair
Inside your mind
Between us two
There is no lines
We shall embrace
We need not know
Yet who we are
The washing’s done
You turn your head
I’ll hang mine
Just come too close
Sweet Madeline
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7. |
How Have You Been?
02:47
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It starts with you
Will you destroy?
Give it away?
Banged into the ground
It stopped at me
Twirled its way around
Straight into the sky
And never returned
Cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha
Cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha
Cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha
Cha, cha, cha
Clouds and rain are slamming into me
Oceans, mountains have lost their in-betweens
So, call me, call me
Restore me, restore me
I’m decayed, enraged and first class
How have you been?
Can’t stay up keep falling to my knees
I’ll stay down at least there’s more guarantees
So, call me, call me
Restore me, restore me
I’m decayed, enraged and first class
How have you been?
I’m decayed, enraged and first class
How have you been?
I’m decayed, enraged and first class
How have you been?
How have you been?
How have you been?
How have you been?
How have you been?
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8. |
Simone's Dream
02:42
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9. |
Corner of a Room
03:20
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Bring on your Che Guevaras
Let me see those libraries of Marx
Transfer all bullets to Lennon’s ashes
They couldn’t change this corner of a room
Corner of a room
Here come the tanks of demolition
The sterile screens of light entertainment
I want my Lucy, cola and Elvis
How could they change this corner of a room?
Corner of a room
This corner of a room
Corner of a room
There’s a mould that is tried and the one use is deception
Murder digests better than assassination
But in the end it’s one for one
Anyhow leave me in my imagination
Don’t wanna change this corner of a room
Corner of a room
This corner of a room
Corner of a room
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10. |
Party Line
02:47
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I can recall
Those times we couldn’t talk
But please, I recognize
You hold it down to learn to live to rise
We’ll sneak out of that party line
We’ll sneak out of that party line
And say we’ve run away
You stare at my walls
Wondering on
I haven’t called
But I’m wandering by
Sometimes you’ve got to break and cut the wires
We’ll sneak out of that party line
We’ll sneak out of that party line
And say we’ve run away
Yeah
We’ll sneak out of that party line
We’ll sneak out of that party line
And throw it all away
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11. |
Tomorrow We'll March
02:54
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Ryonen requests contact
Then observes from afar
It’s a deeper cut
She cries, ‘I am not worthy; my soul has been charred’
She longs a fresh start
Her zebra wears an applause sign
Just to generate laughs
For her circus giraffe
She’ll ask, ‘Did you once love me?’
The girls could not stop
The boys bare the scars
She roars, ‘I was an angel!’
‘But heaven’s a farce’
At anytime she’ll leave you
And just one time she’ll love you
She’s the stone to your blood
You’re the Done to her Renoir
So back to the start
Return from afar
Tomorrow we’ll march
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12. |
Smash the Clock
01:51
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Smile on her face
Flowers in my pocket
But when you love me
I don’t need to go
And if you love me
I will not go back down
Glance round the place
I’ll smash the clock and…
But when you love me
I don’t need to go
And if you love me
I will not go back down
Go back down
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13. |
To Kiss Upon
04:00
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To what it takes to kiss upon
Or dream so recklessly, they’re steaming along
Their sighs
What could they change?
Given the chance that has always been
They couldn’t recognize what they’d always seen
‘Cause their sights were so well framed
So, sail off down to Apricot and say hello for me
I never understood that pilgrim shit
I will not fake
So, sail off down to Apricot and say hello for me
I’ll never understand that pilgrim shit
I will not fake
An entrance to a detached world
Displaced days in a worn-out cold
But the lies just could not fade
Legend serves to soft lens all
Some fairytale in ten years law
But your eyes, they could not fade
But your eyes, they could not fade
To buy stocks in such lavender, it don’t make sense to me
To feed a war that’s against us all
Drown out the cries, then look away
Drown out the cries, then look away
Drown out the cries, then look away
Drown out the cries, then look away
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14. |
You're Loved
03:55
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If all you see’s too rapid
And all you are dissolves
No need to pray
No need to say
You’re loved
When everyone is leaving
And you’re stood on your own
No need to pray
No need to say
You’re loved
When all you want is dying
Or living through some pain threshold
No need to pray
No need to say
You’re loved
If exiting is freeing
And all you suffer turns to gold
No need to pray
No need to say
You’re loved
No need to pray
No need to say
You’re loved
No need to pray
No need to say
You’re loved
You’re loved
Now we’ve parted, so long to you
Now we’ve started, started anew
Now we’ve parted, so long to you
Now we’ve started, started anew
Started anew
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