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Above
02:54
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High up above, I am not coming down,
When you are lost my satellite song is out there
High up above, I am not coming down,
When you are lost my satellite song's above
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2. |
The Summit
03:34
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Over the window now,
Maybe it was all the ways of dreams, and electric things,
Walking with you outside,
Pointing to trails in the midnight sky,
Me with my anxious eyes,
You'd say, "You're going to find that girl, you're going to love those babies. It's going to weigh you down, but it's the place you're found in."
Because all at once all your life in this life will open wide,
And turn your ever horizon,
And at the heart of the broken you'll find your place in the kingdom
Into the arrow lands,
Covered in dust with all these plans, no place to land,
Watching the time run down,
Or watching the time move up to speed, like hide and seek,
Until I heard the news, and I walked on through,
And all the walls covered in flowers -- the only lights are candles now
And all at once all the eyes in this place look away,
Oh and down at the poison,
And look he spins in the corner,
beautiful fate in reorder
I wish I could've called you,
I wish I could've turned all the lights in the world on,
And now I'm over the window
And now I guess I'll walk the whole damn way back alone
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3. |
Surround
04:06
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Hold your heart and hold your gun,
Hold your breath you'll be someone,
If your eyes don't overrun,
The sounds of someone's stammered tongue, you've fallen
Watch your hands shake, wash their feet,
Tell the world you love the meek,
Yet pretty eyes you always seek
And then they say that grace is fear, you're the one who needs it,
They lift you up, they set you on the alter and they creep
In the shape of melodies that echo in the night,
In the way you give your tired body to the heights,
And in all the little place hidden in your life, they all surround you
Down the flyers, drink their blood,
Drive the roads and bring the floods,
Floating up flight sideways arc
A moments spied down on the park
And all that they could ever want is there upon the road,
A bruised and broken memory so they can feel alone
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4. |
Here - Explicit
04:05
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Misted wake to the end of your healing,
You're bathed in blue watch it birth from the ceiling,
Now I write these words from the fever feeling,
With the flying ships over chlorine dreaming,
Hold it down
Chordal clouds in the clotted veins,
Then make no moves when the hunger pangs
Shuffled steps to the sounds of the feeding tubes,
All these things at the life of a new you, until they brought you down
Nobody here, nobody here knows,
Nobody here, nobody here knows,
They don't know nothing about the way you love,
They don't know nothing about how great you are
You let the time run down,
You leave your work clothes out,
And take the red line only,
Buried the rest of your money,
Nobody followed you there,
Or see you take the stairs,
Just stayed back and twisted your words,
Or tried to fix you first,
Or focused in on your worst,
Or rifled through your purse,
And then they left the bill for an expensive plot
Until your legs gave out,
And they called you lost,
So then you slit your wrist in the parking lot,
They're all fuckers
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5. |
Follow
04:42
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Low glowing light of the fall,
You stood in the bright of the hallway,
I'll search through the ribbons and gold,
To see where you go when you're lonely
I am gonna follow wherever you fly,
Out into the darkness or the light,
I will live forever but still it's not enough time,
So I am gonna follow wherever you fly
I'm watching you fixing your dress,
What colors will you spin in next,
You shot through the plate of my chest,
I'm riding the wild of all your steps
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6. |
The Engineer
03:57
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Keep it in the corner of your mind, and let it sleep,
The markers in the water, burning red, the side peripheries,
At the time it's funny how you can't recall the times it wasn't ever beautiful
Down into the gauze and through the seams he let it in,
He paid it no attention cause her eyes were never ending,
And a lie a person tells to wake a beauty,
Is a war between the heart and terrible truth
Old man walking, trying to find his way back through,
To a young man talking, reaching out his hand to you,
Hold me closer, watch until the sun turns blue,
Then I'll be an old man walking, trying to find his way back through
Trace the outer edges of a coaster nobody sees,
Little miracles into the crystal are all you need,
And the place into the past you're engineering,
Can't work without the life already had
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