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In the Dark
04:00
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Heart beat in the city/ just one pounding out a sign
Street light, light shadows/ hard on the road rolling by
Young trees, skin showing/ wind blows hard against the frame
These same fall colours/ fall dead, frozen in the rain
Each block, mute witness/ each minute’s silent passing down
Warm streets, now cooling/ lovers cooing on my side of town
Busy roads, now drying/ this street is mine after the busses stop running
Small hours, small relics/ buried and forgotten underneath my 99
All along where I linger on your landscape of lust
On the tips of my fingers before they turn into dust
You can sing your new song in my room and nobody knows
Where it came from when you sang it or where it goes
All along every alley/ and all those cavernous roads
All your notes come back to meet you/ from the back of your throat
You can say what you think about being alone
You can sing every night like every night is your own
You can say what you think about the dark that you know
You can sing in a whisper to the light when it glows
You can sing your own song when there’s no body around
You can hear your own voice before the night replaces its own
You can say what you think about the places you know
You can hear every night cause every night is singing
you’re singing alone
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2. |
Cool Room
03:37
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Coming down/ With your head down to the ground
Running back/ To your favourite room you’ve been around
Moving on/ Through all those airy moments we’ve been on
Sleeping on, after/ And you dream with nothing on
I was hoping not to bother
With the covers in your room
But there’s something in this water
That has made me come too soon
Cooling down/ With the arms you put your arms around
Holding on/ To those places that you came from with your gun
Moving on/ Through all those hairy moments we’ve been along
Now this room is getting hotter
As we’re rolling on the floor (I’ve been singing too long)
Now there’s something in this water (I know that it’s inside you too)
And it’s coming back for more
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3. |
O Frozen Sidewalks
04:34
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I don’t want to know you/ I don’t want to know you
I don’t want to know you any more than I already do
I don’t want to know you any more than I do
Cause it’s cold in your eyes/ It’s cold in your view
It’s cold lookin’ in your eyes/ It’s cold in you
Time goes slow striking blows on that railroad
Under sun, neath the moon, under stars
In your mouth there’s a shout for a soul
Don’t you know in whose footsteps you’ve been walking on
It’s so cold walking home down those empty streets
Don’t you know who you even are
Cars are buried under lifetimes of snow
Don’t you know in whose footsteps you’ve been walking on
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4. |
Busy Dreams
05:47
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Run down little one/ Down to the middle one
On the right side, under the road
Stop to tie it on/ You know the only song
That can tie this moment to yourself
There’s a train buried under the hill
It’s travelling still
You can go any direction that you choose
You can take a moment not to lose
It’s an honest night when you sit and lie
In your bed of ice with your love to warm you
All you’re trying to burn and cover
To hide away from the love that’s found you
Run down little one/ Sing to the setting sun
On the rise, singing to itself
Keep on holding on/ Keep on coming down
To the street that changes as you go
To the house that places a mark on your own
It’s an honest night when you sit and lie
In your bed of ice with your love to warm you
All you’re trying to burn and cover
To hide away from the love that’s found you
Oh, you’re holding your soul like pieces of gold
I’d swear there’s a curse around you
Swarming over the limbs that cover the lines
Inside of the hearts that hound you
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5. |
The Dead
04:13
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And the trees were blowing down
And the towns all blew to sand
In a moment, we wrote all we had to say
But the paper had crumpled in our hands
And the sun went to my head
And the rain fell all day long
And you won’t miss them when they’re lying in your bed
But the dead will miss you when you’re gone
But the dead will miss you when you’re gone
And the rain went to my head
And the wind blew all day long
And take no notice when they kiss you on the head
But the dead will miss you when you’re gone
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6. |
Ides of Solstice
01:42
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7. |
Wish Upon a Storm
04:11
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When you wait for the perfect storm
The kind you used to dream for before when you were young
Somewhere in your mind, blowing in a gust
Wear it if you must but drop it when you’re done
So as you leave your room, as you bundle up
Weaker than a candle an hour before the dawn
Blowing from a dream, storming in your skull
What you thought was dull and empty was trying to make you full
Older than you know
The night is shorter than it was only two nights ago
And I am older than I have ever been before
Like every sweater you have ever worn
When you wish upon a storm
As I walk to my perfect home
Shivering to the bone and glad to be alone
In my little place, in my little head
I could just as well be dead, I could not be here at all
So as you sober up, make order in this gale
An order sent from heaven, from a coma to a cell
Storming from a dream, a dream that you were born
A figment of a sweater that you pray for when it’s torn
When you wish upon a storm
The night is colder than it was only two nights ago
And I am older than I have ever been before
A waking instant that you were born
When you wish upon a
The night is winding down
And I am holding on to a sound
As loud as the freezing, completely unrelenting,
The moment when it’s ending, the moment you were born
When you stumble on, when you wish upon a storm
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Couples
05:18
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When all the light is going down, down, down
And water vapour turns to solid
And begins pounding gently to the ground, gently to the ground
And in that season, couples will contract towards one another
The one to the other, a science of compulsion
Future fathers and careful, almost mothers, the one to the other
Too cold for reason, in that season
And all the information written on the heart
In a dying language almost wholly unknown to the speakers
If you find a lover you can love no longer
Whose language proves the stronger and whose is the weaker
And every winter is a winter to remember
I can’t remember the last feeling that I felt before right now
And in that season of survival, too cold for comfort, too good for reason
Our footsteps will echo for a thousand blocks away
And our footprints last for days and days and days
But our feet can never, ever touch the ground
When all the light is going down, down, down
All the information taken from the heart
Gets more broken and fragmented when it’s heard through the speakers
If you find a lover you then cast away
On the rocks beside the water
I know you can’t shake off a feeling that you know so well
Just like forgetting a piece of knowledge you knew before you fell
I can shake off evil spirits with a tambourine
There is nothing, I mean nothing in this world I’ve seen that will ever convince me
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9. |
Monotone
05:35
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Come down, come up, down to the rooms whose smell you have to know
Don’t wait too long to acquaint yourself
To make yourself accustomed to the way things are going on
And on
There is a light under the surface and a song that will keep going on
And on, and on, and on
And I know you want to drift off in the vapour of a lovely song
But instead you have to linger on
This station you’ve been landed on
And you know you have to wake up to a morning with no morning sun
It’s always after dark
You’re after being dark
And I know you want to drift off in the vapour of your own morning song
I heard a very cliché cliché one day
From a middle-aged man
He was always going on and on
He said “The night is always darkest right before the dawn”
I never heard that one
I never wanted to keep pushing this boulder up and down the hill
It’s going to keep rolling back on us still
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10. |
Waves, No Water
04:29
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We made our way here
Followed the tracks that were already laid down here
Every meter brings us closer
Each foot a resounding message, clear
I kept this pace for hours
Breaking under a silent sun that broke and smiled down asunder
I prayed for thunder, in terror of the storm
Frozen in dreams of nights that they would last all summer long
In a dream I broke out, arms were waved around
Flapping like flags outside the window, in terror to be moving
And your lips were moving
And your lips were moving
We made our way here
But we could not sleep to turn around
Over other’s under cover
We were made of water, frozen in sheets in time
Only bothering to bother
I can wake up in the morning, in a bed of snow
Every blanket for my own
Froze in sheets forever, making small waves without water
Still surrounding round each other’s heart
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