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You're not enough
To see me through
Transparent skin
Wet and new
King of all I see
All that I survey
Broken tapes and twice-read books
The ends of burnt out days
Here in between
Wintering
The furnace hums
Its quiet sums
King of all I see
All that I survey
Broken tapes and twice-read books
The ends of burnt out days
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King of the World is sleeping
His work is let undone
Do you hear him breathing
As he sleeps beneath the sun?
Lately friend I've noticed
Things with you aren't well
Do you feel like I do?
Empty as deep, dry well
I want to believe
The faithful stand together
Their eyes upon the sky
While I sit here with my numbers and words
By logic I am tied
The miracles in their millions
The wind upon my skin
Yet still, I feel nothing
I don't know where to begin
I want to believe
King of the World is sleeping
His work is let undone
Do you hear him breathing
As he sleeps beneath the sun?
Lately friend I've noticed
Things with you aren't well
Do you feel like I do?
Empty as deep, dry well
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Isn’t it funny?
You’re having the time of your life
You wanted to die
You told me the pain was too much
And I said to you
“It’s all in your head”
Isn’t it funny?
You’re having the time of your life
There you are
Little one
How do you feel?
You seem fine
Isn’t it funny?
You’re having the time of your life
You wanted to die
You told me the pain was too much
And I said to you
“It’s all in your head”
Isn’t it funny?
You’re having the time of your life
It’s not very funny
I guess it’s not funny
It’s not very funny
I guess it’s not funny
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Small Anthem
04:17
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Default companions, helpless and mundane
Give them water and shelter them from the rain
I'd like to see you again, if that's okay
It's probably better if you say no, well safer anyway
Revolution falls asleep with muddy paws
Earth will cover their heads, martyrs for a worthy cause
I’d like to to take you where pragmatists fear to tread
There’s safety in numbers, and the promise of an early bed
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La Petit Mer
04:40
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The darkened train comes quickly
Its rolling roar subsumed
Into the file of memory
Then divided smaller still
We don’t speak of the past
Swimming towards the sun
Blue and golden wavelets
We don’t speak at all
The books are stacked so neatly
Their bending spines exposed
They could be blank and empty
Words vanish as they close
We don’t speak of the past
Swimming towards the sun
Blue and golden wavelets
We don’t speak at all
And when the night lies softly
Upon this sleeping town
I feel the swells beneath me
I will never drown
We don’t speak of the past
Swimming towards the sun
Blue and golden wavelets
We don’t speak at all
The books are stacked so neatly
Their bending spines exposed
They could be blank and empty
Words vanish as they close
We don’t speak of the past
Swimming towards the sun
Blue and golden wavelets
We don’t speak at all
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6. |
The Hidden Measure
03:23
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Sweet symphonic valentine to a fossil world
Spinning amber notes divine, a masterwork unfurled
Metronome in a breathing box made of flesh and bone
Can you hear that sound?
I think it’s drawing near
From all around
It is becoming clear
I think I hear you call my name everywhere I go
I pause and listen anxiously, foolish, true I know
Metronome in a broken box, keeping time in hope
Can you hear that sound?
I think it’s drawing near
From all around
It is becoming clear
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7. |
Invisible Summers
03:13
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When you’re young the seasons seem to pass so quickly
You know life loves you
And when you’re young you always know, you always know
Tomorrow’s waiting—you know life loves you, really loves you
But you don’t care
The humming days spread like saplings to the warm sun
You know they’ll be there
And when you’re young you always know, you always know
Tomorrow’s waiting—you know life loves you, really loves you
But you don’t care
When you’re young the seasons seem to pass so quickly
You know life loves you
And when you’re young you always know, you always know
Tomorrow’s waiting—you know life loves you, really loves you
But you don’t care
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8. |
Hands Accidentally Touch
04:41
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Death of the Family Name
03:13
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Starve A Fever
04:26
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Night-Striped Assassins
03:07
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13. |
Bridge of Sighs
04:31
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14. |
Astrid! Wie Geht's?
02:29
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15. |
The Be All End All
03:43
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16. |
Serpentine
06:31
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