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Motown
04:36
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Last night a car pulled up, silent,
In front of my house, so coincidental
I pulled a ragged hood over my spinning head
And stealthily stumbled
Under stars completely covered in clouds
Call me a pyro, it burned bright until the wind blew it out
Call up the constables, make sure my kids are in bed
Make sure they aren't
Running about in these late hours, especially
Their brains seem to be nocturnal
Rolling their motorcars
On streets on sidewalks, oh so recklessly
Please pick them up, write them up
Make sure that they're back by 3
You know what that means
Why you mustn't make a sound
They ran from you till their wits drew them out
Understand why I have to let you down
Don't let me down
Don't make a sound
Let me down
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We are waltzing, I am tripping over your feet again
Heels over head, I am falling
Weight unbalanced at one end, you see
Earth to my heart
Biting chills ignore my clothing
Cold hands burrow gratefully in coat pockets
Anxious winds slurring so softly
"Winter's miles have only just begun"
Earth to my heart
Earth to my heart like earth to your head
Earth to the finest print the naked I couldn't read
Earth to possibility and earth to unsaid
Earth to this life I'd be living instead
Earth to my heart like earth to your head
Earth to the folly of over thinking everything
Earth to your memory and earth to your bed
Earth to this portrait of self pity at its finest
Days past feel as dreams lost fleeting
Where they end up, I can't tell
Every time I look to see it
Covered in aching drifts of snow...
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Beggar Boy
06:39
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Come on child take a walk with me
Burrow your sorrows in this hollow tree
Oh I'd hold your head
Paris please believe
Paris please don't cry
Paris fall asleep
You're the beauty of my mind
Paris fall asleep
For you I'd die
For you I'd die
The cobblestone crowns ripping at the seam
Watch your sorrows drown beneath the sea
Oh I'd hold your head
Paris please believe
Paris come alive
Paris won't you see
You're the beauty of my mind
You're just a boy without a dream
Fall awake, fall awake upon your knees
(Countless windows light the night up like a beacon on the sea)
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Blue
03:33
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This empty seabed is sinking deeper
But all the waves sing louder than before
And now we're dancing upon the bread of
Parisian ghosts and bones with silent roars
Where ya gone? The past is here tomorrow hasn't come
Where ya gone? I saw the treetops sing when I was young
Where ya gone? We're far from here
Where ya gone? We're nowhere near
Where ya gone? I saw the treetops sing when I was young
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Dear Slumber
04:45
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I've only seen it in a film all black and white dressed like a dream
It's been weeks since dialogues ensued between you and me
Countless windows light the night up like a beacon on the sea
Your excuses, please excuse me, are hardly worth listening to
You've been soaking too long in your sad memories
You've been sulking too long in your blue melodies
Please save a refrain for me
Oh dear sleep, take me away, I want to sleep my life away
But alas, it wouldn't help, I'd see you in my dreams as well
Pictures vivid in my mind like grains of sand washed out in tides
Skies of grey block the sun, ties to you are cut and gone
I close my eyes, but sleep won't come
I close my eyes, but sleep won't come
You've been soaking too long in your sad memories
You've been sulking too long in your blue melodies
Wrapped inside this cocoon of warmth I never intend to leave
Let the world keep on spinning as though I'm not missing
Perhaps I'll awake in a week
My mind has gone to Paris to dream forever
Please don't wake me or disturb my slumber
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