1. |
Acorn Lane
03:10
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This dream I'm in is all wrong
I feel the dirt come in on strong
It's caking up inside my lungs
Changing the shapes of the prints on my thumbs
Can't place a finger on the truth
Can't pull my heart out like an old and rotten tooth
Each ego death is just a fish gone under water
and these scars are but ripples in space
easy to lose order when the chaos is calling to you
says reach out and touch my face
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2. |
Bricks
04:00
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Gave me some bricks
Laid out a plan
Said get to work or what it stands for
I built it tall
Oh I built it wide
I built it all to fall apart and
clean the slate
I'll burn the crop
the fruit will fall before I stop
To think about
oh, what I have done
what has leaked out and what has run away
Is it wheat
or is it chaff
a lesson learned is worth a laugh or two
In each of my hands I hold a key
which one should I choose
Heaven, or that purging flame
Bliss is a business too
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3. |
Aftersong
05:00
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I miss the years that I'll never live in
I miss the wound and the knife
I miss the cot in the tired building
I miss the forest at night
Always a chance that we'll keep on living
Always a chance that we'll die
I tried to beat out the body give
I tried to feel that I might
Always a chance that I'll keep on living
Always a chance that I'll die
I heard a voice that said keep on moving
I heard a voice that declined
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4. |
Don't Think
04:38
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Was it an accident?
How'd I end up here?
Was it by chance
or by the choices I've made
Was it an accident?
the way you pulled my hair…
How you threw me out and said:
I don't need you now.
I don't think it was
I don't think it was
I don't think it
I don't think it was
I don't think that I don't think it was
This is all I know
It's a free-fall, it's a free-throw
This is how I feel
It's a snowfall, it's a sharp steel
This is how I act
One part written and one part real
Picking up my slack
What should seem given now seems spilled
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5. |
Sleep Paralysis
03:31
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6. |
Oxytent
06:28
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He's a little boy with his face turned
sees a butterfly at the foot of his bed
feeling so low in his oxygen tent
wishin' there was more to the motion he's in
he's going
Breathe in Breathe out
Fade in Fall out
Breathe in Breathe out
Fall in Fade out
He's a little boy with his face turned red
She's a butterfly at the foot of his bed
feeling so low in his oxygen tent
wishin' there was more to the motion he's in
he's going
Oh I do, why do I?
Oh I do, why do I?
Please don't go
I don't need you down there on my toe
I just need you in my mind
I won't sleep tonight
I won't sleep tonight
Please don't go
I don't need you in my tow
I just need you on my mind
I won't sleep tonight
I won't sleep tonight
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