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Enormous
05:41
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Use your intuition to find a way out of this
No one's waiting for you at the end of the street
Do you feel lonely?
Sweeping up yesterday's old skin
Don't you feel like a slave to your base desires?
I'd rather not be enormous
I'd rather be a stone sinking in a river bed
I know that's the truth
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Dreamreader
03:37
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What can you know about your thoughts?
They're all birds in flight
Disappearing into the night
Through the blue-black clouds
I'm looking in your windows
I'll make your memories mine
Tasting shadows of the day
On salty skin
You let me in
Is there a me?
How many is he?
And will he be good company?
My shadow has entered the light
Baby, it's the end of the world and I feel alright
The silence that follows the sound is far more profound
And I burn my fingers reaching too close
My shadow has entered the light
Baby, it's the end of the world and I feel alright
The silence that follows the sound is far more profound
And I burn my fingers reaching too close
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These lines are no boundaries
We are what we walk between
All knotted and ragged
Like something a spider had made
Be no one
It's easier than you think
Fences can be mirrors
You can be shaped or you can be broken
Send from yourself
What you hope will not return
Everything falls off the walls
Sooner or later
It's a divine spell, a triangular horror
A self that touches all edges
Forever beginning
Never the end
Forever starting
Starting over again
The sun sets
At summer's end
But summer's always coming back again
Come in from the spectral rain
Those with distorted orbits of all kinds
Do not underestimate objects
Do you trust me?
Trust me
Do not underestimate objects
I hear your request and I will honor it
I began to suspect I was made of glass
My personality's dark part
Had grown leathery wings
And turned on me
I bought time with vague allusions
There is a new silence
Calling into the darkness of the red cave
That opens out before closed eyes
A self that touches all edges
Forever beginning
Never the end
Forever starting
Starting over again
The sun sets
At summer's end
But summer's always coming back again
Forever beginning
Never the end
Forever starting
Starting over again
The sun sets
At summer's end
But summer's always coming back again
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(Kachemak Bay Daydream)
01:10
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Gold Pavilion
05:28
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Tune into your spine, you said
I know you'll have a good time
Heaven waits for you
On the other side
Yeah it's true
It's easy to wanna wanna new thing
Burn it to the ground
Don't waste your time in that gold pavilion
How can you be so sure
That your dreams are your own
Hands covered in dirt
Darkest under the nails
We can't build fires anymore
They came and took that away from us
So tell me why do you work
When every day the rocks
They pile up
Yeah it's true
It's easy to wanna wanna new thing
Burn it to the ground
Don't waste your time in that gold pavilion
If you're ready
I will meet you there to try to find a new thing
Burn it to the ground
Can't waste our time in that gold pavilion
You're gonna lead me
Take me down to the valley
Where we watch the colors come back into the sky
Out on the ridge
It's such a strange and new experience
You're gonna lead me
Take me down to the valley
Where we watch the colors come back into the sky
Out on the ridge
It's such a strange and new experience
You will never know which way is down
I tuned into my spine
I had a real good time, man
But now what's left for me here
At home
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Sleeptalker
04:28
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Recount me
Your lucid dreams
The water rising up
To meet your fall
Will smash your bones
It's for you alone
They left you sinking
Without a sound
When I wake up
You tell me I was talking in my sleep
What did I tell you
Lost in a dream I can't remember
Did I tell you about the aches in my tendons
About the bruises on my spine
Did I tell you I love them all
Because they're mine
Yeah, they set me free
You're bleeding out
On the concrete floor
When we will learn
That fun don't have to hurt
Swollen knees
Bend, release
I'll carry you
Out into the day
When I wake up
I can still taste the words on the tip of my tongue
The letters line up then dissolve
The letters of our legs and arms
Words would come in smoke and go
Waking up to a sore throat
Now you're talking to yourself
Should I stay
Or should I go
I know
You'd come dig me
Out of the snow
I know
You'd come dig me
Out of the snow
I know
You'd come dig me
Out of the snow
I know
You'd come dig me
Out of the snow
I know
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Dopamine Crest
02:29
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Sam Sycamore Paoli, Indiana
formerly Two Istbones, Airplane Jumper, Mote, SG Benanti.
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