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Mall Maps
03:57
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Because the mall map says you are here
Not here is where you belong.
Because the compass needle
Doesn't always point you home.
Brian said, "Hang onto your ego"
But I, just don't think that I can.
Trash bird
Caught in the fence trying to fly.
You'll probably outlive us all.
Trash bird
Brian said, "Hang onto your ego"
But I, just don't think that I can.
Brian said, "Hang onto your ego"
But I, just don't think that I can.
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Here we are
05:14
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Quiet your mind, all you are is a moment in time
You are here, you are the candlelight.
You are here, you are your guiding light.
Light up, the night.
If you need misery, to smile let it be,
Let it be, let it be your own.
If you need misery to laugh let it be
Let it be, let it be your own.
You are the lighthouse,
You are the ship lost at sea.
You are the whale coming up to breath.
You are the compass and the map,
And the match held up to read.
You are the satellite.
You are the patterns in the stars.
You are the bird in flight.
You are the body of water,
Into which we bleed.
If you need misery to laugh let it be,
Let it be, let it be your own.
If you need misery to smile let it be,
Let it be, let it be your own.
You are the tree, living centuries.
You are the roots, breaking the dirt and the rock.
You are the branches hugging the sky.
You are the concrete; not so permanent.
You are the corpse and the grave,
And the breath that feeds the wind.
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Intervention
04:29
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The human condition, it keeps us alive,
as some form of intervention.
It keeps us looking for some meaning in our lives,
Which we will find, just before we try.
Don't pretend, that you thought that this could last.
Don't pretend, you didn't plan to watch the sky fall.
Don't pretend, that the world is not on fire.
Don't pretend, that this is not the final hour.
It's only normal to watch the world dangle,
On the edge in your dreams.
Some sick fantasy that's etched into our minds,
(And) in my memories, buried beneath a distant melody.
Don't hide, don't lie.
Don't shake hands with, shadowy figures in the night.
And scotch out, every morning.
The only time of day left to feel human.
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4. |
Death to the Oceans
03:36
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5. |
In the dark of the night
05:02
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In the dark of the night I can't tell
If I'm lost or if I'm blind
If I ever make it home, oh I'm not sure
If I know my way around this town no more
Did I get myself here, on my own two feet
Or was I taken, against my will.
Did you knock me out with, chloroform
And put me on a bus.
Or did I get real drunk or taken some,
Of those real real real good drugs.
In the dark of the night I can't tell
If I'm lost or if I'm blind
If I ever make it home, oh I'm not sure
If I know my way around this town no more
Or was I kidnapped by the governments,
For some kind of secret tests.
You know the kind, some MK ULTRA bullshit.
Or was I abducted, by aliens from above.
From above.
In the dark of the night I'm not sure
If I'm lost or if I'm blind
If I ever make it home, oh I don't know
If I know my way around this town no more
If I ever make it home, oh I don't know
If I'm lost or if I'm blind.
In the dark of the..
In the dark of the..
In the dark of the night.
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6. |
It Rains (Reprise)
04:42
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I couldn't believe my eyes, last night
The greatest winds ever known,
Against the breeze I watched you fight.
I watched you, throw yourself against
All of natures best attempts
To fight against the will of men.
You crushed the leaves inside your hands.
All these circles never end.
It rains, I bleed, you cry, still we stand.
We lived, they died; so reads the text.
But still we never know what's next.
All these clouds up in the sky,
They form the shapes of passersby
Without the slightest idea of why.
Don't be afraid of the ocean,
Don't be afraid of the trees.
Follow the sound of the water,
Through the forest and back down to me.
Don't be afraid of the ocean,
Don't be afraid of the trees.
Follow the sound of the water,
Through the forest and back down to me.
Don't be afraid of the ocean,
Don't be afraid of the trees.
Follow the sound of the water,
Through the forest and back down to me.
Don't be afraid of the ocean,
Don't be afraid of the trees.
Follow the sound of the water,
Through the forest and back down to me.
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