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SnowCone
03:16
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A feeling's weight in gold
A life's goal in stone
Legs can't be held
A face can't be shared
It's been a while, intertwined
We spent a while, wasting time
Fire changes ice
Water swims to sky
Air sweeps up dirt
We walk the earth
It's been a while, intertwined
We spent a while, wasting time
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Nymph
03:58
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I see the daylight
Search for more it's day time
See the sparkle of mine
The trees stand in line
And I would die before I find my very own mind
Could you give me more of it
The hill looks still from here
Find me a good time
One that lasts the whole night
See these scars of mine
They will fade in time
And I would die before I find my very own mind
Could you give me more of it
The hill looks still from here
Flow like a leaf on a warm even breeze
She's more than the season
Time's only reason
Lately the days seem ever flowing downstream
What does time even mean?
It changes each scene
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Meadhouse
03:56
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Sit beneath a tree, waiting for it to rain
Sway next to me and softly speak your name
Been down here for years now
Would you not join me now
Sky will turn grey and quickly change again
Nothing stays the same, what could you expect
Don't hold your thoughts in there
The air that you need is out there
Small mind break mine okay with walls
In time find time okay with walls
I take his place okay with walls
See saints have faith okay with walls
Rebel, don't you wait to change stance again
Settle and degrade, become a way back when
If there is something you need to be
Maybe you don't have to always be seen
Always be seen
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Bloo Woods
04:00
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Let me take you to a place
No on needs to see your face
Come on there's way too much space
You just let them clean their plates
If you wanna sell your soul
We wanna take you whole
Come on they can't wait to meet one with such good taste
There's no such thing as late, that's only when you're getting paid
If you wanna sell your skin won't you let us take you in
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Birds and the Bevs
02:31
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We seem the same - Come drown these pains
One by one - One by one
Stay in at home - Things to work on
On your own - On your own
I see your hands - You should understand
What you could - Make with your
Time on this - Sphere is short
You could be with the birds and bevs
Down time is there - It's back where
You left it - You left it
With all this stuff - To gather dust
Oh leave it - Oh leave it
Why waste a life - Making your mind
Up on shit - That's not here?
Your time comes - Like the sun
You should be with the birds and bevs
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Canis
02:49
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Tell them to back down
Why do you have them round?
You feel it's your right
You feel it in your heart
What could you see? When could you see?
Provide them meat and light
Mostly your out of sight
Mostly your out of touch
Completely through with...
Love
Take your time
Spend it wise
Turn around
Understand me
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7. |
Street Wine
02:22
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Street wine
Roadside
The light
At night
At night
Who see's and takes?
Who waits and see's?
Will we give or care?
Who'll stare?
To know one's past
To keep it back there
It belongs to no-one
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