1. |
Love Far From Home
04:13
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Great wear
Hit the road and feel a cool back
It’s not right
To be the trouble in someone else’s life
Better ways
To eat the haze, eat the haze
Up and drunk and far away
Crash into
Just the people that want you
Just the records you’d make out to
Too tight
Something’s wrong with this bitter peace
Face the drone
And claw together glass for a home
Pointless chest
Holding vague streams of air for days
When you see me far from home
Let it out
For the people that want you
For the records you’d break up to
We stand in a growing glow
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2. |
Wandering Bull
03:57
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I’m becoming a wandering bull
With strong young bones
And I get scared
That all the space will just fold away
I’m becoming a growing tide
Born from hopeless rain
And I shout for air
While the coast falls away
You couldn’t hold me back
If you used golden chains
Goodbye
To blood for reason
Goodbye
To our young bones
Goodbye
To our course
We pull at golden chains
I’m becoming a dull tipped arrow
Aimed a marble chest
And I shout wind
To steer me off course
You couldn’t pull me back
If you used golden chains
Goodbye
To blood for reason
Goodbye
To our young bones
Goodbye
To hopeless rain
We pull at
Goodbye
To blood for reason
Goodbye
To our course
Goodbye
To hopeless rain
We pull at golden chains
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3. |
God
03:27
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4. |
Ceramic Tide
03:51
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Begin to thaw
Begin to boil
Haul of great held breath
As far and as unbolted
As we can be
On the Ceramic Tide
It’s only tragic
Until I prove you wrong
Left and grounded, too
As far and as unbolted
As we want
On the Ceramic Tide
Begin to wish
That it’s only cold
Without your teeth around her
It’s you and you know it
On your own
On the Ceramic Tide
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5. |
Bloom
03:06
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It’s eyes
The glare of, the bad days
It’s lies
You feed off, leave me wild
It’s all your thighs
I hold on when the mouth gets cold
Tape me to the shower wall
So I’m forever starting the day
It’s wild
The way we, treat ourselves
There’s not a door
I can nail enough
I want it shut
Bloom, then quit
The fear of an empty space
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6. |
In Life
04:31
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n life in life
There’s god and there’s me
In life in life
There’s god and there’s me
And on your finishing day
I slept in late and missed my seat
But we went out all the same
Then back
To the valley
After life after life
There’s words and there’s tea
After life after life
There’s words and there’s tea
And all the bad things come in waves
Two funerals in a week
Then none for a year
Dave was fifty-seven, they sent him out to sea
His young daughters spoke
And then we drunk tea
In love in love
Hold tight to me
In love in love
Hold tight to me
I climbed the rope fort
By the sea
Fell and hurt my neck and hurt my right knee
I was loose and full of desire
In love in love
With the long night
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7. |
Inside
04:31
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Inside
Every move
Our trim nails on the carpet smooth
Wall’s in trouble in the room again
We’re here in trouble in the room again
Inside
It’s fucking light out in the city now
I don’t want to be
I don’t want to be
Thought I’d make it
Past the hollow faze
The fear of being and behaving strange
Fuelled on pain
You punched by chest and pulled me in again
Inside
Inside
The claws are gripping
At our backs again
And I am born
To be sorry
For the long night
Hoped to grit it through this lonely gain
Engine running and driving straight
Fuelled on pain
You punched my breath and pulled me in again
Inside
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8. |
Midnight Scene
04:25
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Thiamine and a midnight scene
Playing for me
Thiamine and a midnight scene
Take it away
One night
I’m going to take the red lights
Out to you
Pull in slowly
And cut the engine
Find the bottle under the seat
Knock and wait by the double side door
Squeeze my toes to feel my feet
In some ways I’m a red meat lover
A good time when we meet
In other ways I’m a lost kid trying
To sleep enough and remember to eat
One night
The red lights will flicker
And die, bulbs burst
But we will run them
And hunt with guns drawn
To feed our thirst
In some ways we’re red meat lovers
A good time always comes first
In other ways we’re shipwrecked children
Cursed, cursed, cursed
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9. |
Dream Doubt
04:10
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Let
Let it all fall about
Dream
Dream doubt
When
When it all smalls about
Dream
Dream doubt
Let
Let it all small about
Dream
Dream doubt
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