1. |
Falling Down
03:35
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Some shade
Creeps into my heart
Where it stays
I fall so hard
Every slip
Marks my skin
Oh God, think I feel it again...
Why do I keep falling down?
Some shape
Flickers under my skin
The dark parts
They still seep in
Consuming all
All that remains
Oh maybe that’s just my fate
Why do I keep falling down?
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2. |
Pretty
03:25
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Find myself in bed with you
Rub my lashes as I come to
A silhouette never looked so good
As yours laid with me
Feels like my head starts to spin
Can’t make sense of anything
When you look back at me with those eyes
And you’re this pretty
Feel so pretty
Feel so pretty
I feel so pretty
You make me feel so pretty
Collapse back in this lovers' bed
Just for a while to clear my head
Cos it’s hard to trust anyone around you
In the city
Guess I don’t know what to do
So scared that you’ll see right through
And I just don’t dote on anyone
Except you
Feel so pretty
Feel so pretty
I feel so pretty
You make me feel so pretty
When you’re with me
I feel so pretty
Feel so pretty
Yeah, you make me feel so pretty
Feel so pretty
Feel so pretty
And I’m not pretty
At all
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3. |
O, The Blood!
04:01
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Oh the blood I would give
Just to convince you to stay
Surely I was only
Written for you
Any way I could be close to you
I’d take that route
I’d take bloom, honey, inside of you
If only I could awake
To the silhouette of your face
I’m an empty vessel, won’t you give me a soul
Or something to hold
Ooh baby, my blood has run cold
When the summer’s too long
Oh this summer’s too long
I so wish to make your lips bleed out
To the ocean inside of me
If I could press you to fix my heart
Oh won't you give me a soul
Or just somethin’ to hold
Oh the blood I would give
Just to convince you to stay
Surely I was only
Written for you
Oh the blood I would give
Just to convince you to stay
Surely I was only
Written for you
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4. |
Hounds
05:15
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Good love beside me
A warm bed in which to sleep
Quiet the voice inside
That only of weakness speaks
Feels like no angels
Follow where I tread
Made to make a home but I am
Lost in wilderness instead
And I will find
myself alone again
And all my fears
Become the dreams of yester-when
Awake in this hell space
I can barely hold my tongue
Try for my life to be someone
Who can never come undone
Feels like no angels
Follow where I tread
Made to make a home but it,
burns to the ground instead
And I will find myself alone again
And all my fears
become the dreams of other men
And I will find myself alone again
And all my fears
become the dreams of yester-when
And I will find
myself alone again
And all my fears
Become the dreams of yester-when
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5. |
Too Much, Too Much
06:03
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My cup, my cup
Runneth over with love
It’s too much, too much
How am I not enough?
Maybe it’s just all too much
To see it all turn to dust
Mother, mother,
The crushing weight of it all
It’s so rough, so rough
And it cuts me up
Maybe it’s just all too much
To see it all turn to dust
To the sound of the raging earth
To the sound of sun’s setting eyes
To the sound of the spirit’s tongue
To the sound of the mother’s cry
To the itch of a phantom wound,
and the scorch of the blackened woods
To the falling of the sky
To the feel of forgetting why...
To the wailing of the world
To the dying of this star
Too far...
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Epitaph
02:05
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Feeble with your morning prayer
Offer a cup of warm
You left a shape like a battle wound, almost
as big as a sun
Smile lines that resembled mine
May it never come undone
Through all these things you can live on
Small bites of birthday cake
Like a secret mouse
Wispy laugh on a telephone
You say I’m just like Mum
Crayon drawings on the basement walls
That we had drawn
Through all these things you can live on
Rolling hills whip around your shrine
My connection to the north
Hold close the fading echo of your
Little fragile paws
Goodbye little wicker throne where your love,
forever rests his eyes
Through all these things you can live on
You live on
Live on
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7. |
Gates (Wait For Me)
06:03
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‘Wait for me,’ she said.
‘Wait for me,’ she said.
How could I forget.
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Dream of You
03:03
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Nothing worse than watching you cry
The blue of you runs deeply inside
Every tear that runs from those eyes...
Every tear that runs from you
Nothing worse than making you cry
Or being different places at different times
There’s nothing worse than saying goodbye
Nothing worse than saying goodbye
Every time I think of you
Spirits threat to run me through
Feels somehow like I already died
Every time I dream of you
I wish the gods would take me to you
Feels somehow like I already died
Half the time that you’ve seen me cry
I cloak it under some kind of lie
Everything in bottles inside
Everything in bottles
Every time I think of you
Spirits threat to run me through
Feels somehow like I already died
And every time I dream of you
I wish the gods would take me to you
Feels somehow like I already died
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9. |
Holy Waters
05:18
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Wait a while
I’ll do anything
For your hands in my hair
I’m no conjurer
I can’t make you stay
But I’m so afraid
Enveloped in furs
That you wrapped around my form
Wish I didn’t need them
But here I cling
To the softness
Makes it a little less lonely
And holy waters
Pulled me beneath before
Better men than me before
But I won’t this time descend
Back from where I’m sent
I won’t slip away
Any way you could fill a cup
The slimmer drink means not the fuller love
Whether warmth or chill instead clings
Even as I’m taken by deathly stings
Still I will drink
Keep hold my secret in torture’s grip
If scorched earth do become of us
Or every man is seized with lust
I will profess to have loved every form
And find you regardless in the storm
Any place with you is home
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10. |
Mirage
04:47
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I could still picture you
Late night after school
You’d limp me to my door
You live on in the cracks of your mother’s paws
Took the same train, at the same time every day
You held my hand in a platonic way
I used to find peace of my mind in your tall boyfriend
But we never said goodbye before the end
Some mirage on my way home
Deceived my eyes and showed a clone
I don’t know where you went, but I know you ain't coming back
The sobering truth runs up my back
Coulda sworn that was you standing there
With a baby bump and the wind in your hair
But you went skidding in that car
With a baby and your lover
Now you’re far, from here
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11. |
Light Is Gone
04:29
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Try as I might to hold on
Close, but I fail to move on
Where is the light that is gone?
Where is the light that is gone?
Slide, but I can’t carry on
Try to start again, but it’s done
Where is the light that is gone?
Where is the light that is gone?
Don’t let the dark take you whole
Don’t let the dark take you whole
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