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Toadstool
01:46
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I know you as my friend,
i know you as a lover
i've seen you every which way
So, no these lines ain't so clear
shift from one to the other
oh, it's natural-
nothing to defend
and i want your love again
right here, in my smile
Oh, lady i need your love
I saw you with the night swinging from your ears
all to ricochet light across the door
You changed right in front of me,
ashamed of nothing
i discover i love you more than words can be told
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2. |
Yore
02:38
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Rosary, how you make us sing
in the morning, giving bats their wings
no don't take our blood
Off to the sunset to keep my own secret
not to forget when its unseen
love to clean
to be and not to be in love
Tried your potion
don't think i felt the full effect the first time
Lover, i can't stop drop and roll, no,
i burn fast and slow with you
i think its obvious its pulling you away
well, what it be you're looking for?
Rainy day, spend in bed or picking songs from the floor
from the future to the lands of yore
What to spend and what shall we choose to deny
Always wonder why the fire can't be tamed
but awfully suspicious in its absence
Funny what you can't seem to go without
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3. |
Yo-Yo
02:12
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If i follow you once and you don"t let go
And you can't get up cause you can't get down
Scene changes- party
And if you are to come
better go alone
Puts color in your face
so its good for now
Dogs in the night- starving
Manic episodes arrive by mail
Please, pardon
needs my attention
Puts it in perspective
Do I speak to you or am i deceived
Not by you, but the feeling
passing through
I see you in the spaces between
forever love
If you can't be here but you can't go home
brush your hair and comb your teeth
part your lips and begin to breathe
birth upon you, right in the doorway
Only heard it once but i know that sound
First it was a hum that ended with a smile
And i adore you
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4. |
Still
02:42
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Still,
keeping real still
can't make a sound
Still, is this still living?
Still, is this still breathing?
Still, i feel i'm hardly growing
Still, everything in motion,
still.
Still,
upholding nature
Still, what's the matter?
Still,
what difference does it make?
Still might be your friend
Still,
still might put you to rest.
Still.
Still elevator
Still see you late
Still.
Still running with you,
still.
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5. |
Hollow Tomb
05:00
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Lets have a good look at whats going down
upon the town of castle skies
i saw green and it all disappeared
almost had to cry
Thought they would take it easy,
thought i payed my dues
The whole world lives inside of a song
surely its not mine
Lets take inventory of what we stole
let the memories flood back from what we sold
I don't come here to haunt you
nor to make you clean
Surely, it must be something from the in-between
All our longing for what we can hold
All our eyes for what we can see
no, theres nothing left inside
The yellow sky and the silver sun
Green moon and the hollow tomb
all arranged to be seen from above
Now to the honeycomb-
we've all been employed by the queen
no need to fuss
Traveled through all my bloodlines
no, there is nothing left to hide
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6. |
Pitter Patter
02:29
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Heard the pitter patter come falling on the pages
in this isolation prescribed and contagious
When i'm sleeping, do the dead man's float
Lit a candle- tossed it overboard
They heard it in the paper, you say
"it happened right in front of me"
they tell each other you're a liar,
so you oughta hit the road
before you flatten out, or,
too strange to decode
Paint you a picture then i oughta get gone
You, always holding on to a piece of my heart
you don't let go
i'll always find a way
so let your mind run through fields of green
and don't let go
Hide it in the bushes, in the wings of all your wishes
At the crux of dedication, as your feet begin to lift
into abstraction all too easy to distort
i dream a bed of clovers on a cloud of bustling bees
Take me, i don't need nothing else
but the page and a beating heart
it's nothing without my love
i always wonder how we ride along
when we never seem to get going
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Rising Sun
02:58
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8. |
Mover
02:58
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Opening the window
Saying goodbye to Rachel
Gave up fighting the running wind
Oh, it feels so good to have a friend
Morning says i knew ya
daddy was a mover
A spoonfuls a-plenty on an iron ring
Oh babe, i want to make love
Haven't seen you for a long time
Always at the right time
We came together on a Friday night
i never thought i'd know you
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9. |
Soft Lightning
06:33
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Oh , sweet baby,
i found you in my arms
Oh, sweet baby,
i found you in my arms
Oh, sweet baby,
i found you in my arms
Oh, sweet sugar,
i found you in my heart
Oh sweet lady,
i found you in my arms
Oh, sweet lightning,
i found you in my arms
Oh, sweet baby,
i found you in my arms.
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10. |
Atlantis
03:51
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i throw myself into a well when i hear
a whisper that i knew in another life
The cuts were clean, no broken bones
Just make sure, i don't want to hurt you
on my chipped tooth
We live like this for a couple of years
and now its time to get away
Atlantis! Atlantis! Atlantis!
i'll go to you if you are not within
Atlantis! Atlantis! Atlantis! Atlantis!
i'll go to you if you are not within
Shuffle your feet, then hit the deck
Its only our souls that we've got to protect
And you, sweet green Earth
We shine our eyes
Sing and wait for rain
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