1. |
Ashling
03:37
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“Ashling”
Won’t they
Ever tire of their plans for you
Always scheming while your dreaming to fly
‘cause they don’t want you to try
Well it won’t pay
And they’ll say it with an angry glare
But they’re paying with their half lived lives
God, it’s cheaper to try
No way
No way
No way
No way
Standing
On the wire, on the line that’s drawn
By the glance of a listless world
Looking back at itself
And it seems that
It’s too hard to know what to want
While the dull and the aimless fear
Calls you into the grave
No way
No way
No way
No way
Well I can see how all
These lies become the truth
But I won’t heed the call
No way
No way
No way
No way
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2. |
The Yearbook
03:45
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Far too old to be back
Where the memories have grown
Creeping out of their beds
Jumping fences, crossing roads
I find myself in my second childhood
Wondering if it shows
But there’s a boy in the yard
He shouts there’s places we can go
Make me
(Make me)
Alright
(Alright)
Take me
(Take me)
Home tonight
I am the tourist and he
Watches me watch everything
I don’t remember the way
Back to where old hurt is king
There is only the fun of new and
Night and sweet and free
Thank God I didn’t miss out
On the point of our living
Make me
(Make me)
Alright
(Alright)
Take me
(Take me)
Home tonight
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3. |
Howl
04:00
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When you're born into darkness
Never seems hard to let go
So lay me down in the shadow
Under the last moon
In a black sky
On a dead sea
Is where I died
When you're born of the jackal
Never seems hard to get lost
So drive my heart to the true cross
Under the last moon
In a black sky
On a dead sea
Is where I died
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4. |
Lamentations
02:52
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It's a lot like sin
The way you let me in and then
Lock down and tell my heart to leave
What is left to say
That I couldn't speak yesterday
I turn down and walk home silently
As the suitors slide
One by one to the other side
Cast off the ones who don't believe
As the suitors slide
One by one to the other side
Last chance and you don't see me
It's a lot like us
To play at love when there's
No time and hardly room to breathe
What is left to feel
Darling, about the way you wield
Powers you can hardly conceive
As the suitors slide
One by one to the other side
Cast off the ones who don't believe
As the suitors slide
Away to the other side
Last chance and you don't see me
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5. |
Small Crimes
03:28
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Down the staircase
Dog, teeth, coffee,
out through the door
Wet hot morning
Stand still traffic
Same as before
Never going to see me crying
(Spending my time wishing I could be)
Never going to see me crying
(Spending my time missing everything)
Watch the clock creep
Watch me leaving
From the fifth floor
Whisper curses
I’m not winning
But your way’s a bore
Lord your kingdom
Clean white paper
Mountains and more
Small crime, my time
You can’t keep me
Only keep score
Never going to see me crying
(Spending my time wishing I could be)
Never going to see me crying
(Spending my time missing everything)
You hate what you want
You’re caught
You hate what you want
And it makes you who you are
Never going to see me crying
(Spending my time wishing I could be)
Never going to see me crying
(Spending my time missing everything)
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6. |
Bliss
03:49
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When they pass me by
When the light has died
You're the fire that keeps me warm
When all the sky is black
When the wolves attack
You're the calm beneath the storm
Will I know to, and can I show you
This isn't yours to bear
And when it takes you, will I miss you
Or will I see you there?
When it falls apart
When they break my heart
You are everything that's mine
And still, as death surrounds
The silence breaks the sound
And we were never meant to die
Will I know to, and can I show you
This isn't yours to bear
And when it takes you, will I miss you
Or will I see you there?
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