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Luck Has A Name
06:24
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As Sky and Earth will fall
Mistakes will be punished
Eyes, stay peeled
Even after all, we’re tired at the finish
And we’ve got scores to settle
A step too far
A night away
Learn how it feels to leave
Send us back that way
As safe as you promised
Nights still steal details of that place
We’ll sleep when we’re dead
And we’ve got scores to settle
It takes the most from those who stay
And that’s supposedly the way that this wave breaks
An empty desk, an unlocked door and a ringing phone
A step too far
Stepped right away
Learn how it feels to leave
Would you sing for me as the walls come down?
I don’t care if Jody rolls the bones
I can’t live in a dead past
Stop the hourglass
Time’s worn thin
I’m finally out of homes
Would you sing for me as the walls come down?
I don’t care if Jody rolls the bones
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Opener
04:15
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You’re as cold as the drink in your hand now
It’s as clear as the lines on your brow
It’s as dull as the tone of your voice
And as dark as the oak in your eyes
Every breath you take puts the past in its right place
I’ve been in this room
Every word you say
And enthusiast’s guide in not wasting time
You’re right
Bad appetites, in real life
Won’t help us sleep at night
You’re right
We’ll continue together
As secrets are clenched in our palms
And that spring lives forever
In scars that never leave sight
Every breath you take puts the past in its right place
I’ve been in this room
Every word you say
An enthusiast’s guide in not wasting time
We’re mixed together
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Everything Is
01:02
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Interiors
04:35
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I burn up in empty rooms and stare down hallways
And the light still finds the peels in the painting
Everyday
We’ve been spending too long inside
And we’ll change our minds to new ways of thinking
Everyday
Should’ve maybe tried sooner
I look at your eyeline
You stare at the floor
Now you’re looking as tired as the paper on these walls
Then I start to remember why you came
Can’t absorb all the coldness and expect me to explain
How we change our minds to new ways of thinking
Everyday
How if I gave you too much you’d drown
How the longest line, cast while I was sinking ended me
Should’ve reeled me in soon
What if it was now a sound?
Would you play it back?
To deafen yourself and then just disappear
Would you play it?
It’s all packed but you never sent
Neatly sealed, perfectly addressed
“The one who’s living in hot water”
It’s the vigour which you dismiss
Thought that hide behind silent lips
Always wading through hot water
Take the covers off of me
Who drew the line?
A steady hand, a steady hand
I burn up in empty rooms
I burn up in empty rooms
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5. |
Sum Of All Parts
05:07
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We settled for less
Make amends, call it time
We settled for less all the time
When you spend half your life harking back to a time
When self image was less of a lie
I’ll spring up when you find the right parts
And sing up when our affections part ways
We settled for less
Make amends, call it time
We settled for less all the time
There was a pattern on the floor
There was a time to retrace my steps
That led to the foot of your stairs
Too long, too long
It always takes too long now
I’ll spring up when you find the right parts
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Impasses
06:24
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So then, sounds like deciding time
How to renew what you left behind?
Spilling cheap win and cheap words on the floor
Like it don’t matter
Focus not on these wasted nights
Finding a partner to pine for
Lopsided stories that filled the earth
So we could step between them
Could’ve been a waste of your time
It wasn’t a waste of mine
Cold! Thaw and unfreeze these frozen hours
Through the brick comes the sound of what could be outside
It passes then not
A reclusive inebriate stare, when you question “Am I really there?”
Focus not on these wasted nights, impasses and knots
Through the brick comes the possibility of what could be outside
So then, whispered divisive lines
Price the sense from the jaws of routine
Through the door, another reason to stay
Tilt the glass and pass me some time
Focus not on these wasted nights
Drowning shadows of beings we’ve been
Tilt the glass and pass me some time
Could’ve been a waste of your time
It’s wasn’t a waste of mine
Raise a glass for me
Ghosts don’t speak
Raise a glass for me
Your reasoning’s broke
The sun, let it set
Your reasoning’s broken
So send me a sight to see
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Mannheim
05:41
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Ignore reasons and let the unworthy enjoy you in secrecy
Taut, tired and up for sale
Picked your perfect distress
Stick in a pin as a marker
Whenever you see fit
Things went wrong too many times
Consider it lumber
And set alight, alight
So go die slow in time
Or reclaim the subject of empty self
I know you do exist
But too far in the past
We follow the echoed lines you borrowed
The hours you’ve taken
The sinew you’ve torn apart
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Standard & Practices
07:03
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If there were ways and means or methods
To snap right into place with sharpness,
With form, with function
The scene I kept in a frame
Thinking back to when I was fourteen in 85
Wishing these conversations had survived
With form, with function
The distance leaves me cast
But I want you to hear my voice
I’m sending out you a signal
History’s choking on the fumes of this night
You’re stalling this re-run
Our words now fillings gaps in time
This weakness I fell for
Long since our voices fell flat
Fragile and flawless
The eyes I could never bring back
Remember the endings
You know what we’re leaving for
The context we’re feeling for
Ideas that won’t grow
Songs that they play no more
Fragile and flawless
The eyes I could never bring back
The context we’re feeling for
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10. |
Lean Out
02:56
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Driver please wake up
Driver please wake up
Something’s not right
And I think I smell fire
Driver please wake up
Father please pick up
Father please pick up
The world looks wrong from this angle
It’s dark and the
Driver won’t wake up
I think that I fucked up
I think that I fucked up
I packed all my things
And I left her behind
Like my
Mind was all made up
My mind was all made up
My mind was all made up
I packed all my things
And they’re here with me now
And my head is bruised
And this scar is new
The sun’s gone down
And we’ve driven too far and
Father please pick up
Father please pick up
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Sewing your name into the fabric of sails
I sail out into the deep water
Ghosts of her glide abeam
Within me stirs a searching for
The light after the light goes down
Found your name sewn into the fabric of sails
Victress! Victress!
The compass fails
Our unanchored feet must burn new trails
In these times that try men’s souls
No darkness may illuminate this night
Lay axe to root of all the lingered in this night
Accept the reasons to return have washed away
For the land has been devoured by the depths of my deceit
The separate schools of thought, the waves have lied to me
If my soul has been devoured by the life I’lll never see
Speed means everything
‘Cos fate can’t match the speeds of ocean greyhounds
I don’t care how long it takes to get back
‘Cos they can’t match the speeds
and I’ve been lost for some time
as 243 repeats
this voyage speaks for itself
the distance, self defeat
how long it takes to get back
they can’t match the speeds
and speed means everything
‘Cos fate can’t match the speeds of ocean greyhounds
They can’t match the speeds
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