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In The Box They Argue
04:37
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Silent sunrise
But I sit alone, as no one takes notice again
Chimneys breathe
But I walk alone, under a cold canopy
Flickering picture (in the box they argue)
Of caged animals
Despairing pleas (so trivial)
To a dead monarchy
In the box they argue (flickering picture)
So trivial
In my head
I scream
Kitchen whistles
Waking reverie, I drown my thoughts with tea
Ticking time-bomb
Black metronome, counting measures 'til we're gone
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Empty Eyes
07:55
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Fools the day, to waste away
To the droning sound, I daresay
Empty eyes, stare mindlessly
Contemplate vacantly
Fill the void with violence
Lose the soul to vagrance
Fill the void with arrogance
Lose the heart to substance
I used to think better of you, but that was long ago
I used to sit in the old oak tree, had a pleasant hilly view
I used to think better of you, but that was long ago
I used to feel with a child's eyes
I used to draw in circles and runes, left messages for you
I used to dance without a care, it's not like that anymore
I used to think better of you, but that was long ago
Now you sit with empty eyes
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Hitori (instrumental)
04:42
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Go Slower
06:21
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Picture changes on the piano
A different face every time
Digital dots all together
Uploaded memories of mine
Go Slower
We don't talk on the telephone
And I never see your face
You're just a name, a daydream
Floating in my social stream
Go Slower
Shut inside all summer
3D movies on the screen
How could I know?
How could I see?
That fall had come early
Go Slower
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Dead In The Meadow
10:20
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Moth to a picture, burning wings
How could it mean anything?
Let them fly, poisoning
How could it cause suffering?
They won't listen, pulling strings
We're not going anywhere
Voice on the line, taunting me
You need to be like society
Fly to the meadow on shredded wings
Heart full of arrows, fall to your knees
Pretty moth to the flame, a dangerous game
Head in the gallows, it ends the same
Dead in the meadow, let them be
Clouds sail, peacefully
So high above me, breathe
Dead in the meadow, let me be
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Just Bones
06:32
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Plastic is the face
Delirious and strange
Rain on porcelain
To never speak again
I wrote it down instead
Tied it up in blue
Really should have known
It'd make no sense to you
Hopelessly mislead
Buried beneath the shed
Adulterated mind
However they will find
Lose your soul to the drone
Collective torpid unknown
Barely glancing outside
There's nothing in your eyes
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