1. |
My Fortune
03:05
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The odds and ends, begging to unblend
The time alive is coming to an end
Try while we wait
To stay awake
Hey, did you see would you believe
What the fortune teller told me, that I had to
Give my fortune away
The piano keys begin to feed
The soft fingers that want to need
The book upon the shelf that reads
The word of god's a mystery
In the bones and leaves and seams
Of the palm beside the sleeve
My fortune’s gone along with me
My fortune’s gone along with me
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2. |
Muses
02:37
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All alone in my bones
I’m rolling the wrong stone
Sewn in a torn bed
A wasteland in my head
Nothing began
When creation sang
But another worldly care
That’s too good for you to spare
Muses get my head right
Like aether in cold light
Am I good with what I take
For what I need to be and make
Nothing began
When creation sang
But another worldly care
That’s too good for you to spare
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3. |
Orange Peels
05:42
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Reflections over water
A future son or daughter
Inherits eyes to look out and within
And a home that longs to be lived in
Take a pretty day, smoke it away
Stay alive when we’d rather not say
How we gonna see our way
With eyes that hate the light of day
Life’s been giving way to change
Time is gonna pass away
Blend into the folklore
Skins of citrus fall to my floor
So I make crosses on my faucets
Hope to change my life’s composite
Fearing all the script I haven’t read
With each and every chamber in my head
How we gonna see our way
With eyes that hate the light of day
Life’s been giving way to change
Time is gonna pass away
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4. |
Next to Nothing
02:57
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How do we keep it
Sound of sine waves swim underground
My say just tunes you out
When you speak in silent doubt
All of the new notes
Are dying to unfold
They’re next to nothing
To the chiming overtones
The matter of the mind
It keeps the worries high
With blinking all the time
While thinking through your eyes
All of the new notes
Are dying to unfold
They’re next to nothing
To the chiming overtones
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5. |
Cold Hands
03:49
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A pair of your cold hands
Upon my hazy face
A set of misty eyes
Floating in empty space
Listening to dream folk talking
Even when I know it’s me
Seems it’s the best that I take
Even when the help is free
A full moon coming out
Right in the day they died
The ink is bleeding now
In the corners of my mind
Listening to dream folk talking
Even when I know it’s me
Seems it’s the best that I take
Even when the help is free
I still hear the dream folk talking
Even though I know it’s me
It’s still just the best that I take
Even though the help was free
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6. |
Scattered Signal
02:10
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7. |
Who Knows
03:40
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Giving all of the story you find
Building walls keeping all your wants in line
I know that you know
We’re gonna wanna keep so close
Feel a breakthrough and undo what?
Who knows
Who knows what to do
Did we think it through
Who cares why we’re here
Let’s waste a whole year
Oh well what the hell
Let’s just wait here for a spell
And become someone else who knows
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8. |
Hope
02:30
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I hope you're somewhere better
Where you can be...
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9. |
Walking
04:54
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The flora in bloom
On the walk portrayed in chalk for you
The book ending soon
Hyphenating generating truth
Are we the same as the maiden name that made us
What’s just a small gesture keeps our heads together for you
The statue I knew
Emulating patient waiting too
Laying in the room
Despite the rest your breath will walk from you
The words we proclaim at the ending of days are futile
The cyclical dawning of walking and falling on through
Am I growing too?
I'm reminded of what you would do
The black dog we groomed
I'm still missing walking him with you
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10. |
Always and Always
03:13
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How long does it go on? Go on…
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