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Dancers
03:47
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I want to see dancers
want to feel a rainbow
and if ever afters
live happily, the days go
over and over
underneath the trees
can't think of another
place that I should be.
look in the mirror
the image is no clearer
primary colours
to binary code
when the night is dark
you drop your guard
and there's no-one else around
I'll slip in through the bars
dream over
you've got another day
dream over
you've got another day
dream over
you've got another day done
I want to see dancers
want to feel a rainbow
and if ever afters
live happily the days go
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Runaway Shoes
04:00
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you're going to stay that way 'til saturday
the words were burning on your tongue
nostalgia in the face of memory
it's the only way I think you'll learn
there was no moon
we had a point to prove
wearing out your brand new runaway shoes
you don't believe in all this pleasantry
just recount each story blow by blow
there was no moon
we had a point to prove
wearing out your brand new runaway shoes
I've been trying to tell you over and over
but you never had enough time
had the wrong frame of mind
take me back home take me back home take me back home
there was no moon
wearing out our runaway shoes
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Acrobats
05:03
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Was I drowning metaphorically?
the waves at my bow rolling over me
the sun on my back like an ogre
blistering wait for a heart attack
Was I a silver birch tree
nesting birds in my leaves
or an old circus trampoline
bouncing acrobats and disbelief?
All the dreams that make a night time
why not take one as a gift away
I wouldn't miss a single one oh no
and they were yours to take anyway
Was I calm like a murder scene
taped off the the things that are distracting me
or just an old circus trampoline
bouncing acrobats and disbelief?
And all the years that make a lifetime
why not take one as a gift away
I wouldn't miss a single one oh no
and they are yours to take anyway
All these tears could fill and ocean
so why not take one as a gift away
I wouldn't miss a single one oh no
as they were yours to take anyway
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4. |
Throw It On The Fire
03:59
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I know that it's over
I know that I'm through
I'm jut so tired of playing these
ridiculous games with you at my shoulder
whispering words in my ear
the night's getting colder
they were never the words
that I wanted to hear
I am done with this pull out all the wires
I am done with this throw it on the fire
throw it on the fire, throw it on the fire
I'm pulling my hair out
yes I am punching the walls
you took so much out of me
how can I when all of my
all of my patience is gone
and now that we're older, the curtain was called
being a part of this turned out to be
turned out to be no fun at all
I am done with this pull out all the wires
I am done with this throw it on the fire
throw it on the fire, throw it on the fire.
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Widescreen minimal alt-folk, with a touch of americana.
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