1. |
Sister
04:00
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I know you feel down
from all the hands that
have mislead you
and all the eyes
green and blue
that have depressed you
time after time
slight after slight x2
(it’s just the green and blue
it’s not you, anyway)
Your bones, your muscles
of atrophy. What does it matter
when your mind is nearly null?
When the routine is your own,
is it just a spirit of atrophy?
Oh, I know sometimes it’s hard
but don’t feel down
from the heels of the one
the sister of a slight
after slight it’s just
the green and blue
it’s not you, anyway
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2. |
Oh, Frustrated Goodness
02:52
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As I lay here
warmed with the
pains of yesterday
Oh no such
disarray
Oh, as
I lay here
Indented
where Feet do sleep
there is nothing more
For me
but yesterday
How frustrated
to be good & nothing more
Oh How frustrated
to be sedate & surrogate
How great to be
alone walkin’ in the door
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3. |
Distortion Song
04:31
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Within these phone lines
I get sooo lost oh,
I want to get lost
So drunk In the
(absence’s faze)
To get found, fine
so long as I’m with lost
love
Eros by the phone
Thanatos by the wire
We drink until we’re droned
(we think we’re alone)
As frost hits the panes
Snow chalk tells me to sleep
through eyes as amps
light, chamomile &honey,
(within the) surrounding distortion
when I look at you, you wont be long
but ill stay around till the end of things
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4. |
Reprise (1888)
02:21
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6. |
My Light Alone
03:22
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9. |
Mainline (Islet)
03:34
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The crooked blinds of the morn
reminds my own blindness
of the night’s now distant light
beckoning, like a siren on an islet
only returning with less than I felt
before.
Don’t ask me of more than my body’s
will, as I can only swim so far
and with each day I come closer
and closer to the innermost shore
When blindness returns
under cloudless skies, I'm only
to be found weaker
on each receding wave
Clear, oh it’s almost clear
Clear, oh it’s almost so clear
Clear, oh it’s so clear
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10. |
Mariana
04:09
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