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The Cradle
04:53
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Cradled away by a stream
I hear them cries, them cries muffled
Cradled away by a stream
I hear them cries, them cries muffled
Don't slip and hold onto me
I don't have you, you have me
I'm your moon and I'm your safety
I'm your moon and I'm your safety
Drowning drifters climbs on my limbs
Wobbling unto uncertain fates
Help, hold and care
Do more than you think you can
Help, hold and care
I've never beared so many
Passing through meridians by sea
Fill all the pinholes, it's my fault
That this rig can't hold the weight
Fill all the pinholes, it's my fault
Cradled away by a stream
I hear them cries, them cries muffled
Cradled away by a stream
I hear them cries, them cries muffled
Don't slip and hold onto me
I don't have you, you have me
I'm your moon and I'm your safety
I'm your moon and I'm your safety
I've never beared so many
Passing through meridians by sea
Fill all the pinholes, it's my fault
That this rig can't hold the weight
Fill all the pinholes, it's my fault
Fill all the pinholes, it's my fault
There are other places I'd rather be
Pondering on how to live guilt free
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2. |
Off The Beaten Path
02:42
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Go off the beaten path
Straight to the right
On top of the hill, you'll see up north
The dreams that we build
Go off the beaten path
Straight to the right
On top of the hill, you'll see up north
The land of windmills
Snort the air, drink the lake
Sweet gale has never smelled so bad
Snort the air, drink the lake
Sweet gale has never smelled so bad
Snort the air, drink the lake and eat the mountain
Keep off my estate
Snort the air, drink the lake and eat the mountain
Keep off my estate
Only just a few sights
Can enjoy peace and quiet
Greetings at the village
Progressive speeches follows along
Just not in my backyard
Greetings at the village
Progressive speeches follows along
Just not in my backyard
90 miles per hour
The landscape's fading fast
Becomes a wide enveloping strip
Slick design...self efficient
Tommorow is just another dead dear
Another dead dear
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3. |
Never Ending Loop
03:54
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Seeking to emancipate
To liberate from disdain
Yet, there is no end
The loop feeds on your innocence
Never, never
Never, never
Never, never
Ending loop
Your head inflates
Beyond the point of no return
And distorted vision
Makes no one worthy to debate
You've neglected the essence
That brought you here
And the loop is hungry
It thrives on your insecurities
Never, never
Never, never
Never, never
Ending loop
And you, and you repeat
After what they've said
What they have done
The ego acts like a cancer
That consumes first from the inside
From the inside
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4. |
Idleness
02:41
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Unbury the artistry
Let go of false camaraderie
"Touch something, it'll turn to gold"
Kneaded of virtues since birth
It's a lifework to rewire the tapes
Blank minds will define a new place
Conveniences that fits your case
In a non altruistic workspace
Write letters to yourself
Reach out, reach in, replay
Reach out, reach in, replay
Reach out, reach in, replay
It's an immersion in idleness
And a search for
It's an immersion in idleness
And a search for
And a search for a blissful life
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5. |
False Fervor
02:16
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I stared at the sun
For quite too long
The prisms turned gray
My very being strays
Fading slowly
Fading slowly
In my shade
Fading slowly
In my shade
Don't you recognize
Don't you recognize
Dont' you recognize me
Tell me who I am
Tell me who I am
Folded in
I played it safe
I was afraid
To be fazed
Forced passion, until I fit in
It will get better
It will get...
Don't you recognize me
Don't you recognize me
Fading slowly
In my shade
In my shade
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6. |
Corydale
02:55
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À l'aube de l'excursion, de fourbes soldats d'une armée dérisoire forme le corridor toujours vert. Du sifflage sans âme y passe, y passe, y passe. S'impatientent au bout du cap, le froid et le vend à éroder nos impressions de beauté, celle qui en coûte le quart de siècle. Ululent nichés sur leur perchoir, rapaces qui y épient bien plus qu'une verge d'or à défendre des autres proies. Nouveau monde, tout nouveau, incarné en formes et fonctions, spéculé sous nos pieds. Granuleux et froids, les soldats s'écrouleront. À nu, les spéculateurs s'éclateront devant le reflet de leur dynastie. Sous les pénombres du modernisme, le classisme est un leurre étranger, mais l'îlot blanc demeure toujours vert et ça m'apaise.
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