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Medea
06:30
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If there's a man we all need, it's the man who's seen the eyes of God. Does he sleep in your bed satisfied with his lot? Does he taste like me the way you like it? Does he cope with your strange ways to drive me out of my mind? Does he rinse his fire with holy water or does sacred heat pass through you, spinning out of your mind? When you sit beneath the stars, how do you change the subject back? Does he catch you as you leave, feeling life will meet the plan? Does he make you nervous every time you see him? Don't you feel God's love every time he drives you out of your mind? Does he hold them high in an act of worship when he thinks about how he drove me out of my mind?
But when all is said and done, at least you kindled a nice flame. But if that candle isn't enough to sustain that heart then who's to blame? Does he taste like me the way you like it? Does he cope with your strange ways to drive me out of my mind? Does he rinse his fire with holy water or does sacred heat pass through you, spinning out of your mind?
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Death and the Maiden
03:54
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The sun and moon were sleeping in the same blue sky and the forest moved. I'd found a bone in a bush with my name carved on while the wind rustled through, and with a flattened affect he looked at me. He said, "It's coming soon". It's moving away. I was sure the apocalypse would come today. How the mountains move me...
I heard the eyes in his head rattle like white beads, terrified and doomed, and when clouds set forth flashes of bright green, I felt it coming soon, but it's moving away. I was sure the apocalypse would come today. How the mountains move me.
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Ninth Paradise
04:58
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Your hair is wet. Don't let go, we're near the water's edge. Can't feel my feet. So lonely out here in the drifting sand. Clouds overhead: spinning wheels that taunt us with the past. Don't give up hope - it's normal to feel a little scared.
You make me so much better, taking my head off the rails.
I feel this is an exile, a death sentence in disguise. Remember I'm only a little boy.
It's another sign, like that bone in the bush I found - we're alive.
This soil is weak. It can't hold the dreams that I have for it. You hair is wet. We're so near. It's time to just close our eyes, so near so near so near so near ....
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Comfort
04:02
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Forget what makes us understand all those details in regret, now the bright blue stars are holding hands. Forget that fate brought it also, and what it takes to wake up with liquid comfort in my hand. I need you, I need you.
Regret my letters bringing bail, spilling out like golden trails. It proves the world is cruel and amazing. I'm aging more than these old places. It's like the world is opening up, and every time my teeth unwind, liquid comfort on my mind, more than ever in my life, I need you. I need you.
Why am I waiting? Why are we waiting? Which way should I face it? What was that?
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Titania
04:50
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Instrumental
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Tuscany Liverpool, UK
From Liverpool. Weapons of choice are keyboard, guitar, vocals, programmed drums.
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