1. |
Forest
02:42
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Skins too tight
I wear it
Through the night
and I go
to the forest
to die
(dye) your hair
a dark
shade of black
and I go
to the forest
and I never
come back
and, oh, my love
you're a
mean old man
and I go
to the forest
to die.
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2. |
Fly So High/Papirosen
03:14
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Fly so high
Leave (with) me
Pretend that what you wanted
Is what you need
Fly so high
Through the ceiling
Go send your message
It's not addressed and
I know that you'll be free.
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3. |
Complex Letters
06:30
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...and in the night
stifled by light
my elegance
and my sadness
all on display.
With the melting
and the plasm.
His gelatinous stumble
and her shaken carbon
fly away.
If calcium
is a metal
why aren't we stronger?
Why aren't our bones
more sterile?
She sits
beneath the boundless black
Lungs contracting
and heaving
bringing him back
and the scorpions
decalcify your marrow,
burrowing under
and spreading like shadows
in the night
where everything feels alright
she's a stipled ceiling
as he writhes in pain
and then it comes again.
People like beads
On a thread of implausibility
I slide them down religiously
and imagine they explode
How can I read
These notes that you gave to me
On inky, starchy paper sheets
The complex letters grow
The complex letters grow
and then they ebb and flow
through the walls in my skull
I am foaming for my favourite men of magic.
For you don't know what I've been through.
I can fade there for you sickly.
Whole moon milky.
Broken maybe.
Fading quickly.
...I am so empty...
but there's a skeleton in my neighbouring bed
trying to forget about him
is an arduous task you might never come clean of.
chip off your bones and skin off your knees
do you often think about
the fire in your eyes and mouth.
Breathing through roots and feeding on you,
The breeze on your face and your folds.
...and the balloons
that you release
are a mess of
mass and molecules
in the sky.
...and the caverns
they escape from
burn asunder and akimbo
in a way I can't describe.
A way I can't describe.
Keep the saccharine all melting in your mouth
Light your fires on the lake
Keep the saccharine all melting in your mouth
Light your fires on the lake
Keep the saccharine all melting in your mouth
Light your fires on the lake
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4. |
Plastics
02:24
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Your plastics
They're
Melting
Down
They're man-made
and with paper cranes
Flowing out
Don't protrude
Don't be amused
Don't give up
Like I do
Like I do
All your babies
They are born
Without hair
and they're
Spilling out
Don't breathe
Don't breathe the air
Don't inhale
Through your mouth
Cause if you do
Your brain will make
A hasty escape
Just like mine
Just like mine
Just like mine
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5. |
Papers
05:23
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When I was a child I didn't understand that
I couldn't place rose stems in other peoples ears
I don't know why I thought that I shouldn't even bother
But I can't tell you from your sister or your brothers.
When I met you my metals were all weakened
Held over flames with my vices deepened
I couldn't see all the needles in your black
I found your yellows but they're never coming back
Now I see your face in dreams and folded papers
I want to kiss you but I don't know what your name is
I dug all I could my fibres began to fray
I want to kiss you when you're just a million atoms away.
I'll be your baby boy if you just let me die
I'll be your baby boy if you just let me die
You're all swelled up and you've found yourself no lover
You're not coloured like your sister or your brothers
We can't be feeling this all fabric and fragile
Run your flowers down the coarseness of these textiles
When the first was born we fed him through the filter
He had eyes all wet and round that went off-kilter
A flood of burnt up light occluding my silhouettes
and where I blocked them the atoms still made it through the net
I'll be your baby boy if you just let me die
I'll be your baby boy if you just let me die
When the whites came in all straight and neatly pressed
Your hair stood up and then fell off of your chest
Is there still life inside your truths do you worry
When I wear your silks I feel so sorry
Now I see your face in dreams and folded paper
Hang me from your ceiling I would not degrade you
I know you're not mine I know you're bereft
I want to kiss you but there's not a million atoms left
I'll be your baby boy if you just let me die
I'll be your baby boy if you just let me die
You'll be my favourite girl if you just let me die
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So all the ships at sea
swelling in the deep
sludging through the sleet
inasmuch as me
sinking into the
open mouth of the sky
and all the giant teeth
incising meat
twisting as they creek
inasmuch as me
sinking into the
melting gaping eyes
and I've seen
beauty
beyond the open waves
painted suns
holding on
but I am drowning
Things
that light
the way
at night
and
day
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7. |
Shadows
04:37
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Blue Marble
With residents who
Don't know
Your name
My fingertips
Have all fallen off
and now feeling what
All feels the same
but I crawl
Through black brambles deep
yeah I crawl
Where silhouettes sleep
though I crawl
and beg and believe
that when I crawl
I will eventually return to the scene
Where the apertures are pouring over me
and I steam right through my funnelling seams
Where the spiralling hands are draining dreams
Like the escaping light shivers out as I
Burn my shadows to
A wall with you
I will
Burn my shadows to
A wall with you
Crystal Clear
You've nothing to fear
With those snakes
All inside
Your mouth
Slithering soft
and hissing a lot
but we all all hide
Serpents deep down
but they're small
and made of debris
yeah they're small
Can barely be seen
though they're small
and speckled and green
they'll be small
just like the metals that collide
and release blinding sights all calcified
seeps lucidity and other lights
behind the dark I see only eyes
and when closed they shiver out as I
Burn my shadows to
The wall with you
and I will
Burn my shadows to
A wall with you
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8. |
Radiation
02:14
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...and when the radiation
Finds your bones
Don't be afraid to call it home
...and in that timber mill
You call your own
Don't be ashamed of how you grow
You'll be sipping sour milk
On a beach of broken glass
How long can this last
How long can this...
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9. |
Ampersand and Sand
02:25
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Your blacks are wet and tired
My eyes hoping to admire
but they've come from across the shining seas
They've come to take you away from me
I was born inside a coffin
I don't think of it too often
Hydrogen and carbon do collide
In an endless ballet in the sky
In the sky
In the sky
In the sky
In the sky
In time you'll come to notice
I'm just a travelling nomad
Endless seas and all that I can see
Is the folded paper in my
Folded paper in my dreams
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