1. |
1st Parade
02:37
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So high, I stumble on flat ground
Tongue tied, I mutter
Someone else now holds specter and crown
When you come back home
You'll be suspicious of everyone
You'll feel something complicated
Cold and steel closing up
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2. |
Wedding Bells Thaw
03:04
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Oh my, what a wonderful surprise
Knots to untie, not in short supply
The wind catches your feet
And I can't help but notice you're floating
In the air
The breeze peels the words across your mouth
Singing seals gather clouds
Cavalcades caravan up from the south
I wonder how dry you can stay
Walking back home this dark way
Sighing light, snuff it out, ear to the ground
Come on
What is it you came here to ask?
What is it you're hoping to find?
Who are you to raise up the past?
Who are you to occupy mine?
Malignancy growing up in the dark
It's waiting behind or inside
Watch for the signs in their eyes
Wondering if time's on my side
My body falls, it lands on the floor
But I'm rising now with some purpose in mind
What is it you came here to ask?
What is it you're hoping to find?
Who are you to raise up the past?
Who are you to occupy mine?
Malignancy growing up in the dark
It's waiting behind or inside
Pray not that frost poisons spring
Pray for the coming ringing
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3. |
The Lookout
03:57
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I ran so fast I had to get off the road
I ran so far I just can't turn around for all I know
The direction I'm headed in could be leading me back home
But when these hands collide
Oh I find myself thinking twice
And when our eyes align
Oh I find I do want it too
It seems i'm hard to find
Oh I'm sealed tight, a frozen frame
And as you melt the sides
Oh I see your will, true blue flame
I'll just wait and look out
I ran so fast I had to get off the road
I ran so far I just can't turn around for all I know
The direction I'm headed in could be leading me back home
Don't hear see feel the want
To go so far and see so few
Don't claim your victim eyes
Oh I see you sleeping right through
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4. |
City of Champions
02:26
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Grab a pen and pad
Write down all the men that made you
How long is the list?
I bet you'll fill pages won't you?
Tell the truth
I've got time
All the hours are mine
I know all about the dreams of people just like you
They sit waiting in a warm and quiet room somewhere
I can't go to sleep inside of a prison
I can't wake one day to find myself nailed down
and stripped of my vision
A blind and crippled old man living within the
I've got time
All the hours are mine
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5. |
Dragging the Room
05:02
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When I caught the wrong one
I stood atop the wire so bold
When I caught the wrong one
Her fur, black matted and cold
When I catch the right one
I'll gasp at the story I'm told
When I catch the right one
Her crest will be silver and gold
Who has room to breathe inside here?
Who treads where when we wander in?
I don't know what they know
Do you?
I don't know what they know
Let's tempt the fates and ask their take
You blow out the candles, and lock all the doors
Close all the curtains, and you look up the score
Grind your teeth a little, then you mop up the floor
You're running the gauntlet, doing nothing more
But I've been hoping for a new day to dawn
Another chance to hear a different song
Another opportunity to read your palms
And tell you that my reservations have long gone
Please come back I just know
That there is meaning left in this
Who has room to breathe inside here?
Who treads where when we wander in?
I don't know what they know
Do you?
I don't know what they know
Let's tempt the fates and ask their take
Try as you might say what you may
Some days you can't keep the dogs at bay
A brutish ineffable portrait of rage
Their red eyes shine each time they bray
Dragging the room, it takes all day
Looking for what I cannot say
The hounds want but cannot speak
Like you and me they know not what they need, no
Who has room to breathe inside here?
Who treads where when we wander in?
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6. |
Notice Symmetry
03:31
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When the bar does rise
I'll feel the bright sun in my eyes, not shadow
When the bar does rise
I'll walk along the side, the water's shallow
Notice symmetry in things you say
How your hands move, the light on your face
Notice symmetry in their wicked ways
How towers shoot up but people fall away
What I want is a home for us
A roof we can both trust
What I want is a home for us
From floor to ceiling, sugar and rust
Walls of window to let in the moon
And we'll sleep in, wake up at noon
I manage a smile and mouth the word "soon"
But my hands are tired and these flowers won't bloom
Hope bared it's face in the strangest place
In the roaring fire, in the pouring rain
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7. |
Narrow Your Focus!
04:37
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You are cold, alone
You are on your own
You are trying to see through
The thick fog that just swallowed you
You are a whole that's halved
Wholly impressed by your own lack
You are a ship without a mast
Witless, and going nowhere fast
Open up and let it out
You fly so high only to be let down
Swallows they sing and crows cry
The thrush it speaks and lights up the sky
You are trying to see this through
Come outside and witness the truth
Open up and let it out
Open up and turn them down
Swallows they sing and crows cry
The thrush it speaks and lights up the sky
You are trying to see this through
Come outside, bare witness to truth
You are a whole that's halved
Holy, and impressed by your own lack
I am just reaching out
Offering all that I've found
All I've planted I just want to see grow and grow...
Love is a labor of love is a labor of love is a labor of...
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8. |
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(Instrumental)
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9. |
Slowburner
05:01
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Bitter is the taste of what we sow
I know the way out, with this I grow
Fight fire with fire, but time will take both
Who's gone along
The well worn road you walk
To the house of smoke and clocks?
I see the light that stands so tall
You are just falling off
Turn your back on the whole flock
To call this place a home
Who's gone along?
Those that dare to stalk
The well worn road you walk
Waiting for my day to be cut free
To fly up through the firey trees
I see the light that stands so tall
You are just falling off
Turn your back on the whole flock
To call this place a home
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