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Flames & Orchids
02:16
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The sea inside a shell
Poisoning the well
Nothing new
Take me out of here
Spite bled through for years
Everything will burn
To dust inside an urn
Take me out of here
Spite bled through the mirror
Eyes of Moloch
Heart of Kali
Blood of Mary
She’s in love asleep
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2. |
St. Charles
04:42
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Here the stethoscopes look like quarter notes
Open opal eyes
And watch these heights decay
Watch these heights decay
Little orphan world finds a parent star
Gravitate too close
And watch these heights decay
Watch these heights decay
So much for my defense as none
Emergency room, here I come
So much for my defense as none
Emergency room, here I come
Reject, reject, rejoice with me!
Emergency room, here I come
Pull out the stops
Steal the stop signs
Watch the heights decay
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3. |
Marriage of Knives
00:46
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4. |
How Are You Today?
03:16
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I’m a cold blooded spirit
In a warm-blooded body
I feel fine till you ask how I am
Cause it forces me to think about it
Then my answer’s not what you want
Giving me the impression that I’m letting you down
Don’t try to find me out
Don’t try to find me out
Don’t try to find me out
It's all behind me now
Don’t try to find me out
Don’t try to find me out
I'm done believing how
I’m shooting blindly
Just let me burn the bridges so then you’ll never expect me to cross the divide
Don’t try to find me out
Don’t try to find me out
Don’t try to find me out
it's all behind me
help!
help!
I’m shooting blindly
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5. |
Wicked Witch of the East
04:19
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Beneath this home, the old witch’s bones
In heavy sheets, through the day, I sleep
And the fossils of hawks gift their waking talks
Her world is yours
Spilling at the sides
Of stars just born and died
The frequencies had nursed the blistered seas
In fiery beds of falls whose leaves had shed
Your world is hers
Fast asleep, the host
On pillows made of ghosts
Spilling at the sides
Of suns just passing by
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6. |
Scarecrow
02:39
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Goodbye on the bridge
Sleeping on your grave
I just wanna act like I think I know
But I don’t even fit in the status quo
I wanna be a man with cotton limbs
Take it slow, little crow
Sunday on the bridge
Monday at your grave
I just wanna dig up all the buried hatchets
And I don’t even care if the wires match
I wanna be a man with the stitching torn
Take it slow, little crow
I just wanna act like I think I know
But I don’t even fit in the status quo
I wanna be a man with a witch’s bones!
Take it slow, little crow
The sun might know…
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Sit on wire
Waiting like vultures for the world to burn
Veils underwater
Like the rolling of hills and the vacuum of space
You got lucky, my friend
You got lucky again
Your lungs died of hunger, under the mobiles perched at your cradle
In abandoned cars filled with garbage and pictures you don’t believe
You got lucky, my friend
You got lucky again
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Epitaph
00:53
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The tombstone said love is dead
The tombstone said love is dead
The tombstone said love is dead
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10. |
Hipstershit
04:04
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You must be so brooding
To identify with Sylvia Plath
And I bet you drink black tea
And alternative fine French wines
But when the stars go missing
We’ll build our shelter on the sun
Yeah when the stars go missing
I have a violent headache
You must be so damn special
I mean just look at your designer clothes
But you’re a void quite naked
And a connoisseur of yourself
But when the stars go missing
Will anybody know your cries
And when the stars are broken
You turn my stomach inside out
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11. |
The Eleventh Hour
03:06
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Expanses deathly still
Salt chunks in new wounds
House of quarantine
Caged in roots of trees
I let the bed bugs bite
And didn’t sleep too tight
Mistake this bitter pill
Expanses deathly still
Hold on tight
For dear life
A loosened grip
And the will to slip
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12. |
Half-Broken Wings
03:01
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Got death to defy
But he’s sowing my disguise
Falsely alarmed
Lacking the will to harm
Angel of mine
Half-broken wings
And a lyre with piano strings
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13. |
Ethel Goes to the Circus
00:37
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14. |
There's Nothing Here!
01:48
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I ran out of pretty things to say
So don’t expect anything poetic...
I've been tired and I don’t have the brains
To come across as anyone insightful
Balanced in between the on and off
I can only hear you when I’m sleeping
Safety is to hide behind a mirror
I won’t memorize a word I’m reading
Smart enough to know
The problem that you chose
Isn’t here to fuck around
It would take a fool
To let this go the way that you want it
Like you want it
Don’t you know?
To want it like you want it is just a ghost
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15. |
Sageview
03:34
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The room I’m in is full of phony smiles
It’s probably cause it’s in the job description….
Here where the stained glass is black as a star going blind
Whole blooming planets of ice that I’ll live on in time
My little room has told me how it’s missed me
Where hosts can live inside their parasites
Beneath the ashes of trees
In piles of receipts
I keep as reminders
I’m on the turntable, dizzy, asleep in the fire
The hours we’ll spend in the flames will turn me into wire
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17. |
Pistol Shell
04:21
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Flowers of evil
Little worlds of ball and twine
Housed in pockets
Snakes are rivers to unwind
And they built shelters
At the feet of tidal waves
Angry tides to unburden all their wishes
To divide
Where space is just a void to fill
And action is a bitter pill
You like the way it looks on paper
But not the way it sounds when you say it
Still you say it
Blood is rushing and I can hear it all too well
Like the echo of a bursting pistol shell
I don’t believe in triviality
except for now
but to unburden all their wishes is to doubt
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They’re not getting a divorce
They’re just buying more credit cards
Creating long term problems
Solving short term problems
Promise him you’ll follow through
Promise her you’ll make the time
21st century love story
A blank white page purgatory
They won’t see a lawyer
She keeps a secret bank account
They have lots of problems
Fairly common problems
Promises she made to break
Promises he couldn’t make
21st century love story
A blank white page purgatory
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20. |
Buried (album outtake)
02:40
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Here beneath the sheets
It feels safe, but it’s very hard to breathe
Here beneath the leaves
The flashlight like a halo at your feet
I want my time capsule back
I want my time capsule back
I salvaged the souls of coals when the wildfire had eaten all the trees
So still, beneath the street
I think it’s morning, but it’s pretty hard to see
I want my time capsule back
I want my time capsule back
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21. |
Paint (album outtake)
02:58
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The time has come to strip the paint
to reach the bones
and dig up our homes
vultures in the choir
heaven set on fire
my heart is yours to keep
i don't need it now
it's much too loud
talking in my sleep to ghosts i cannot keep
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Cough drops and rain drops
This afternoon before he knew
And he swore the clocks held hands
Didn’t they?
Shadows grew taller than the crosses bent crooked
They spoke with the owls
I’m seeing red all around me, but black is my new home
I set out to destroy the sun
And lift the weight from everyone
Shadows grew taller than the crosses bent crooked
They spoke with the owls
I’m seeing red all all around me, but black is my new home
(home sweet home)
(home sweet home)
(home sweet home)
(home sweet new home)
Tell me things I wish to hear
From the rusted chandelier
My dear child, there’s much to fear
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