1. |
Breathe
01:41
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I awoke in the deepest depths of the open air
To find myself surrounded by the low fog hanging there
Wading slow just to uncover others in the mist
Frightened faces drowning raise no finger to resist
So please
Turn around
But you can't
Your breathing to stop the sound
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2. |
South Japan
04:06
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V1:
Close my throat, cull my plans
He does what he can
Pull me close, force my hand
She does what she can
Bullet train, South Japan
He does what he can
Call me first, Marianne
She does what she can't
C:
And I know what you can't say
Is exactly what I need
I know that you can't stay
V2:
So pull me apart, spin me up
Into a tapestry, leave anything you need
Weave me, these sinews are hardly set
Close my throat, cull my plans
We do what we can
Call me first, Marianne
Choice is unmanned
C:
But I know what you can't say
Is exactly what I need
I know that you can't stay
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3. |
Epilogue
02:41
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Well, I was on fire but you would fan these flames
You took me down by the waterfront
Drowned me like you do
You took me down by the waterfront
Drown me, drown me
You would fan these flames
Close my throat, cull my plans (Well, I was on fire but you would fan these flames)
Pull me close, force my hand
You took my down by the waterfront (Bullet train, South Japan)
Drowned me like you do (Call me first, Marianne)
Well, I was on fire but you would fan these flames
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4. |
Uncertainty
03:51
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Lean in close to solid ground
To see the mess I'm in
All we wish we'd never found
Uncertainty in empty space
Parting crowds like crimson waves
Their blood will blend right in
Arm me with my pent up rage
To be buried by the careless tide
They'll all leave soon, but I'm never quite alone
The uninvited bathe in gray
Spitting uncertainty through empty spaces
Their blood will blend right in
It's a beautiful shattering silence
From the end of everything
Through the undiscerning violence
The signal's just more noise
Just energy in empty spaces
To reconcile a thousand faces
Lean in close to solid ground
To see the mess I'm in
Blood to bone to muffled sound
Just energy in empty space
(Lean in)
I'm never quite alone
They'll all leave soon
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6. |
Mostly Joking
02:24
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I thought you knew we had started this
Forward so fast
It's insincere
Listlessly slipped through the heart of it
Forward too fast
To last the year
The last chord that you sighed
Is always on my mind
And it was all too clear
The thin air once shared
Would be yieldingly consigned
A souvenir
I thought you knew you were part of this
Forward so fast
It's insincere
Aimless in awe at the art of it
Forward alone
A nameless fear
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