1. |
Final Tally
03:45
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At the corner there’s a hotel
Take a room and lock the door
Unblinking eye to the hallway through the spy-glass
Absence of sound above your pulse
Burn out those jagged memories
You’re only here, there’s only now, hiding from the dead past
Red light meant go this time
Oh why does my reflection move without me?
This mortal coil starts to unwind
The final tally’s 0-0
Don’t breathe
Don’t breathe a word
Welcome to the absurd
Red light meant go this time
Oh why does my reflection move without me?
Losing everything but your mind
The shadowed figures now surround me
The sunken treasure was a lie
So what choice is there but to drown me?
And you may judge, that is your right
But the last tally’s 0-0
Don’t breathe
Don’t breathe a word
Welcome to the absurd
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2. |
Make Me Kind
03:49
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When the storm came
The trees went down
Under a cloud veil
We took shelter
Find me
At your door - that’s fine
Make me kind
Streetlights arch and sigh
I can’t wait
To say ‘bye
You swirl in a circle of what you were
Torn from the pages of your own work
This could forever mean that we’re apart
But that’s ok
Don’t make sorrow your art
As the skies clear
We look ‘round for our friends
As night nears
A spectral moon ascends
Find me…
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3. |
Party Town
04:06
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When you've everything to live for
but no reason to go on
"We were at the show tonight
Why didn't you come along?"
Gazing at the rooftops
Imagining the fall
"If you can't just be normal
We don't wanna know you at all"
Saturday night's alright for
Psychotic breaks and the like
There's no need to ask if I'm alright
Submerged in the dark water
Waving while you drown
"You should be getting out more
This is a party town"
Listing off the friends I lost
When there's no-one around
"Have you tried meditation?
It helps me when I'm down"
Saturday night's alright for
Psychotic breaks and the like
It's easy to advise when you're alright
Sometimes when we reach for help there is nobody there
We've been sold a bill of goods
Buyer beware
Rebuilding from the ground up
Remembering we're loved
I did not take that rooftop step
When push came to shove
When push came to shove
Saturday night's alright for
Psychotic breaks and the like
Sometimes when you survive a part of you dies
Disturbed, sure, and disconcerting
Cry until you smile
Even if we have to crawl to
Make the final mile
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4. |
Arcayed
02:55
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Midnight at the arcade - white glow in your eyes
You’re tired of this old town - reputation, encore, reprise
I took it all from the TV when we were young
We’re numb
If taking control is the endgame? Good luck, son
We’re numb
Five in the morning - looking out on the sunrise
You don’t know what you want yet - but all ships rise with the tide
I took it all…
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5. |
Summer Island
03:56
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Take a ride to an unknown place and what you were, and what you've known about this world
Can be no more
Take your suitcase, pack a bag, smile at the pilot, exchange pleasantries
Meet at the shore
Hold out your hand now
I will pull you up
Let's make new plans now
Your past is corrupt
Welcome to the island
Where the apples grow
Hold on to my hand
You don't know what we know
Straw man or a wicker man both burn the same, dust off the ashes, greet the sun
End the ritual
Whistle and I'll come to you, you don't need proof, but only faith, the harvest comes
This is renewal
Hold out your hand now
And I will pull you in
Dance on the sand now
Wash away your sins
Welcome to the island
Where the rabbits run
Hold on to my hand
Before the wind comes
Underneath an ancient mask, you smile the smile of ancient times, be still your heart
You are home
It isn't Gotch v. Hackenschmidt, tale from the crypt, when the fix was in, cross the rampart
Traverse the stone
Hold up your hands now
It's ok to give in
Drink in these lands now
Ready to begin
Hold out your hands now
And I will pull you up
Let's make new plans now
Escape the corrupt
Hold out your hands now
We're miles & miles away
Heed our demands now
You are here to stay
Welcome to our island
Where the apples grow
Hold on to my hand
You know what we know
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6. |
Ibushi
03:13
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Ibushi's out with pneumonia, then he breaks his arm in the ring
And if you can't tell the world's in poor shape from this - you must not be listening
No clarity, no charity
Perched on the top rope
If you can land and you can still stand, then there may be hope
There may be hope
A history of obfuscation to mask the real threat
But we will still blame immigration in our red top gazette
Conspiracy is currency
Shoulders pinned flat to the mat
Let us now blame the victim
"Thou shalt not go out dressed like that"
There may be hope
Staring out of your window
At the end of your rope
I know you've been low
There may be hope
In the eyes that you know
It's hard to deal with rejection or to show vulnerability
But let's not attribute malice to what can be explained by stupidity
Loneliness, loneliness
You fear what you feel on your own
It may be cliche but you can always talk to me, you're never alone
Show me the way to go home
I'm tired and I'm stuck in my head
Show me the way to go home
Let's do something else instead.
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7. |
Izanami
03:46
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Fell asleep listening to ghost stories
Had a Halloween dream that drew me to the trees
Shadows fall across The Hand Of Glory
Candlelight licks at the leaves
I can't see you
No light will guide my way
Wake in fright with an unshakeable feeling
Was that chilling scene a scene I had seen before?
Hooded Man offers death or rebirth
Showed me Izanami’s door
I can't see you
No light will guide my way
Silent witch
Make live the lich
Clutch your charms
Forewarned is forearmed
I can't see you
No light will guide my way
Life and dream now
Softly become the same.
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8. |
Overfilled
04:03
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We had these plans, we had plans to fill two lifetimes
Our hearts were big enough
Overfilled
An endless summer in soft focus
This is what I’ll see at the end, she said
An endless summer in soft focus
Overfilled
It poured through you, out of your fingertips and into me
I had never been so in love and I had never been so afraid
How I wept when you went away the first time
This is what I’ll see at the end…
I’d never been in a home so empty, I’d never lived in the heart of the void
What could I do? What could I make but more mistakes
Anything else
Who in the hell is that?
This is what I’ll see at the end…
Drawling and drooling, what does he think he is?
He thinks: Who the hell is that?
Now, when I can breathe in long enough, and use the air to brace myself
I feel every tearing pain of separation and dissonance of our life bound together and torn apart
This is what I’ll see at the end…
Overfilled
I can never be sorry enough - I can feel shame coursing through my blood
The second time you left I left too - the final time
You rest in a sunbeam in our garden and we kiss while the kitten plays in the grass
This is what I’ll see at the end…
Overfilled.
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9. |
Glisten
03:12
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Walking the woods we are never alone
Don't you find that?
Retrace our steps in the glistening snow
Here's we we sat
Pull close your collar, shrink into your hood
Careful there, now
The gurgling cauldron, the chopping of wood
Be prepared now
Come climb high
See for miles
Night is nigh
Twilight's prize
Come climb high
Frozen smile
Coal black sky
No sunrise
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10. |
Between The Rain
02:51
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Rain falls
Huddle in the doorway
Tyres spray the droplets
From the kerbside
They open their umbrellas
They spin like Cinderella
Mirrored in your eyes
We can't get dry so why even try?
Collect the droplets on your hat brim
fingers stained with newsprint
Headlines
There's a couple talking
Between the raindrops walking
Soft, sprinkled words
Dance across the rooftops
You smile
To the sky
Wave your glove
Goodbye
Rainfall
Huddle in the doorway
Spin like Cinderella
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11. |
The House Of The Devil
03:19
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Ah, the only time we were beat
Is when we weren't there
Losing consciousness, I'm losing hope, losing my hair
Count me out
Count me out
Ah, if we all stand united
We cannot fail
Beyond ridiculous, beyond compare, beyond the pale
Wrap me up
Wrap me up
Brotherly love
Brotherly love
In the house of the devil we've peeked in every single room
In the land of our fathers we erected a tomb
In the house of the devil we learned to resurrect
In the land of our fathers we swore we'd never forget
Wrap me up
Wrap me up
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12. |
Keep 'Em Laughing, Boys
04:30
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I cannot be where I belong
I am not wanted where I am
Irony's a vicious bride
I'll never be what I could have been
I'll never live to live my dreams
You have to see the funny side
Don't wake me
I'm not sleeping
I'm just closing my eyes
If I can't see
What's happening to me
Maybe it isn't real
Maybe I won't realise
If I could drink I would get drunk
Forget myself for a few hours
That's a sweet relief I'll never have
If I could sleep I'd sleep for years
And I'd be happy in my dreams
You have to weep or you have to laugh
Don't wake me…
Call down the angels
Bring up the storm
A curse on your houses
Cold for the warm
Sound every siren
Shake every tree
Every man is an island
No land is free
Start up your brass band
Put me on your list
Call all your old lovers
Tell them what they missed
Tear up your journals
Burn your Polaroids
None of this matters
This is the void
Keep 'em laughing, boys.
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