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Space
07:15
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Clock Math
04:41
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To seem awake
I’ll talk and stray
We’ll cry away
Our halcyon days
I’ll dry I’ll run across the sun be quick and sweet
To seem to seem awake awake
I’ll talk I’ll talk and stray and stray
We’ll cry We’ll cry Away Away
Our halcyon Our halcyon days
Ah
Tonight I seem
To feel and wean
Temper me out
You scream and shout
We break and bash the solid states to liquidate
Tonight tonight I seem I seem
To feel to feel And wean And wean
Temper temper Me Out me Out
You scream you scream And shout and shout
Ah
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Ivory House
04:07
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Bubbles whisking and whispering in my stomach
Tempting temperament telling me I need to go away
Ivory houses all stacked on a mountain of wooden and brass parts all spinning around
This Tenuousness is much less applicative to my heart than a rhythm or sound
Ah
Waltzing softly with your calm
Think of nothing when I’m gone
Altercation of altered mind and face
Simple sensations and senses sent to displace
Making traps of my exploding synapses I rush to enclose my escaping thoughts
Feeling peaceful is naught but the pieces I’ve not hid away in my spary rapport
Ah
Waltzing softly with your calm
Think of nothing when I’m gone
My feet slip about on the air
Our tongues are a tentative mess
These words that we weren’t meant to hear
Ah
Waltzing softly with your calm
Think of nothing when I’m gone
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I've got three letters for you
I hope you receive them
I've got a problem I need an answer
I want you to know I'm looking up at the sky
Don't you know I'm just a child
I just need some kind of
Compensation for
being alone
Just need an explanation for
Why you've gone away
Maybe one day I'll follow you
Leave the atmosphere
Find a way to find
to get to you out there
If only I try
If only I try
Now that I grow tall
I'll don a mask and fly
A rocket as red as a streak of sun
Rich and glaring in the light
Shining for those without answers
Answers as to why, why you flew away
But I'll get those answers now I try
And reveal the mystery inside
So now I follow you
Into the great beyond
I've found a way to find
How to get to you
How to get to you
Now I'll get to you
Catching colds from other mothers
Holding hands with inconsistent lovers
Thoughts of you still smother me
Trying hard not to pretend
The breaking of the fisherman's bend
Burning letters I would send
To a man in the sky
I'm sorry it's not okay
I'm sorry it's not alright
I'm sorry you fly away
I'm sorry you fly tonight
I can see the clouds
I can see the stars
I can see the gates to perdition
I can see you now
My ship is crashing down
But I've made it onto yours
I know I was right
On that cold dark night
Twenty years ago
When I saw you go
My steps echo on steel
Reflect sins of the father
I can see the glass
On the top of your helm
And the emblem on your chest
My life drains from my eyes
And in my last vision
Now I finally see through the sky
With your lifeless hands
All I was, was wrong
And here we lie together
Father and son
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