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Countdown
03:31
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We’re here for
Kindness and love
No hate or judgments.
With our hearts
Upon our sleeves
We’ll keep on singin’
That
Love will find its way
Love will find its way,
I hope.
If you keep
Runnin’ around with your
Eyes glued to the ground
We’ll never
See the beauty,
Ooo don’t you want to.
And they might be right
We’re runnin’ around and we’re
Stuck in our own heads
I might agree
It’s in your head
Oh yeah,
It’s in your head
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2. |
Red Mud Sea
04:43
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Hell is frozen
And this house doesn’t feel like home anymore
Can’t get no shut eye without shuttin’ the door
Should I be stressed over the man
The deaf man in my doorstep
Singing me to sleep
He is known for stealing anything that appears to be cheap
But I don’t mind it’s one less thing for me to keep
The rugs I slept on kept me warmer than the summer holidays
The songs we sang in different tongues made us laugh loud like children
Who do not fear the torrential rain
They strip their cloths and dive into the red mud sea
And make a fool out of me
Death is but an arrow stopped
In mid-flight it tumbles
To the ground
With a pierced apple that took the bullseye
Instead of your life
Your hair whips back in the red
Dress I expected you to be wearing
And the skin that would not match your attire
Your breath
It pushes me away and
Pulls me close on inhale
So I believe
It keeps me alive in some sick and twisted way
Jiminy is now speakin, listen close
Wipe your tears but know he’s scripted
And you’re paying
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3. |
Yellowed Pages
03:39
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Lost in a blissful haze
My dreams fall light as dust
Then settles down on worries
Of yesterdays past
I pick that old book and blow it off
Flip through yellowed pages
Then breath in all the dust
Now feeling as though
I could face my every fear
I look into my own eyes
And begin to change
The part of me I love I turn my cheek to everyday
Part of me I think maybe
Is strong enough
It’s hard to
Be alone in your own head
I know, I try
To zone in and do it right
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4. |
When You're Sleeping
03:49
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I’m with you in the sand
My love I’ll be quicker than land
My heart feels like a bag
It zips open then shuts again
Again, Again, Again, Again, Again, Again, Again
Interlude
I whispered in the dark
That I’d do anything for you
You brushed my hand aside
Then took off with my piece of mind
Mind, Mind, Mind, Mind, Mind, Mind, Mind, Mind
When You're Sleeping
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5. |
Dichromatic Eyes
04:59
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I've been benched
After burning through all of that red tape endless
Now I gaze at the poets who play at being scientists
Shape me while I eat this red apple to the core
Got me living on the edge of my seat
And life is a peach I've picked fresh
Out of bread but the water is fine
Kill your thirst forever, miss
understood by the boy you adore
but can't believe is honest
You glow every time we sit and talk through smoke
I'm not leaving till I get a good look
Into those unchanging dichromatic eyes
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6. |
Cones
03:52
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Here's a fire for knowing
Here's a bond for keeping
There's a man can only listen with a freefall
There are sparks in his sighs
Catching fire in the lights
They will take him to space when he's ready
If your love is strong
Then you have to be free
And if your love is real
Then I hope you disagree
When they say I'm bad
Well I know I'm not the best
But you can't trade anything for good rest
Walk with me to the edge of it
The green valley of our magic minds
Two kinds of makers to mess with
The gladness of gardens
Grown over and hanging
Fruit in its proper season
If your love is strong
Then you have to be free
And if your love is real
Then I hope you disagree
When they say I'm bad
Well I know I'm not the best
But you can't trade anything for good rest honey
No and you can't trade anything for forgiveness honey
No and you can't trade anything for kindness honey
No and you can't trade anything for good rest
Place the cones for the yellow frequency
Of knowing what powers may be
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7. |
Wild Feather
03:36
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Wild feather
Faded sunset color
She’s on my arm,
Spinning softer spirits
Speaking low and cool
She’s running backwards
Babbling perfect quotes for
All the kids on darkness and despair,
And despair
And into air
She leaves the taste of laughter
That night we danced I felt like I could see it
Music speaking through
Your movements stunning
Sudden stillness
Took my whole world by the hand
And new its name
New its name
Yeah I see it
There’s this feeling that I’m dying
And this rolling stone inside me
And the horses always pulling in vain
Yeah those horses always pulling in vain
Yeah I see it
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8. |
Beneath
04:38
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Beneath
An awkward love story
It brings us together
It keeps us apart
I am
Feeling much closer
The glow of your care
It need not be there
From the start
Of another beginning
Before it is known
Patterns
Crawl under your skin
You breath in the wind
Your heart beats again
From the start
Of another beginning
Before it is known
Don't fret
We'll find it together
It's more interesting that way
Don't fret
We'll find it together
Like sapphires found in a dream
When you are closer
Closer...so to me
Patterns
Crawl under your skin
You breath in the wind
Your heart beats again
From the start
Of another beginning
Before it is known
Don't fret
We'll find it together
It's more interesting that way
Don't fret
We'll find it together
Like sapphires found in a dream
When you are closer
Closer...so to me
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9. |
Psychedelic Smog
03:19
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I chose you
Decided to stay
And I like that way
I froze
In the mystical view
Of the cosmic rays
Coming from your eyelids dear
Do you know what I fear?
Set sail, head east, break free
Full moon is rising
Psychedelic smog is setting
You came in
At the end of my rope
Filled my heart with new hope
I ran ran ran till my body gave out
Let the seed in me grow
Through the broken seal of loss
My love found a bridge to cross
Set sail, head east, break free
Full moon is rising
Psychedelic smog is setting
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10. |
Home
05:18
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Gold moon rising soon
How will we get home
I could walk with you
Home is where you
I could walk with you
Home is where you are
Take my hand we’ll make it trough a mystery where we’ll find
Trees that bend and sweep us up to sleep on high with thee
Speechless creatures softly keeping perfect time with
Winds that blow
And when you see the light of day
You’ll open up your mind to say
That you are nothing but a
Puzzle piece within the mystery
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Ancient Elk Denver, Colorado
Psychedelic, garage rock,operatic, yodeling, only partly kidding.
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