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Scenic Route
03:50
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Found your letters, mine sincerely
An old transmission came in from the south, it cut through clearly
Taken from old conversations
Anecdotes within quotation marks
Didn't realise I'd forgot how to turn those voices off
Don't think that ever was an option
Don't make it too easy I said
What good is a fox that's overfed
I'll take the scenic route instead
Trace the river, handwriting of the mountains
A rough translation can come across so crude yet so inviting
It's not the way your maker shapes you
But the guide you choose to take you afar
Cigerettes and candy bars, both together and apart
I took a left into the darkness
Don't make it too easy I said
And on the day that I drop dead
Along the scenic route instead
Maybe I'll find out who you are
And I'll depart without regret
Is there a better way to start than with a compass and a burning cigerette
Far from the lines of any chart
Along the scenic route instead
I'll take the scenic route instead
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Drunk Pilot
03:55
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Someone's calling to you
Firing your name across the street
They're not part of the plan
Make sure you lock the door before you retreat
You don't care for the weather but the rain puts your patience aside
A song from the crackline radio, it sounds like something you should like
You whistle along like you've heard it before, watching the road fall under the car
You're forgetting who you are
Read your old diary
Let it take you for a nostalgic ride
That's when you realise
You haven't written a word for a long, long time
By the final page you'll be screaming for more
When lifting a pencil became to hard
So did remembering who you are
And you might think that you're in charge of your body, but you're not
And you might think that you are a part of your reflection, but you're not
Raise your hand if you know how to fly this plane and touch the ground
We'll be right by your side
Only you can save us now
The pilot is drunk, he's beginning to cry
A parachute cradled in his arms
He's forgotten who we are
And you might think that you're in charge of your body, but you're not
And you might think that you are a part of your reflection, but you're not
Don't become just an imprint in the cushions and the framework of your throne
An eleven digit number in someones phone
Don't become just a hand to point a camera at those you love
To leave behind all the password to your life is not enough
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Fortune Teller's Blues
04:06
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I've got a funny feeling this script just wasn't meant for reading
You flicked ahead and read the ending, now there's no point in us pretending that we've got anything to lose
That's one way to take the news, take the story teller's blues
I can see where this is leading
Into the future we are bleeding
If time and mystery are cheated, is that the two of us defeated for good
I shouldn't have to pay for the truth
Maybe I'll leave a tip for you, for the fortune teller's blues
The day the demon spoke it's name I felt your prescence resonate
Take off your hearing aids
The noise we make side by side is sweeter than some sickly cry
There's something wrong with goodbyes, they come across as too polite
I'll see you on the other side
You go ahead I'll take my time, I won't be far behind
But there's a hunger in these eyes the final page wont satisfy
There's something wrong with these lines if theres no context to describe
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Up and Out
06:06
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It's only up from here, it's only out
You're better off without your toys, that only take you where you'll always be
All that's left you can destroy
You can pretend what you can't see is empty space
But you can trust it all the same
So look around, in you we've found a place to stay
Take us with you through the pain
And you know what they say, just push 'em away
Do you know what they say, just push 'em away
Do you know what they say behind your back
It's only what you make of being awake, but you can dream in any case
So open wide, in you we'll find a place to stay
Take us with you through the pain
And you know what they say, just push 'em away
Do you know what they say, just push 'em away
Do you know what they say behind your back
If you decide to leave this place behind, take me with you when you go
You and me we'd make a ruthless team, take me with you when you go
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Lopsided
03:34
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I'm blinder than you think
I've got no time for time keeping
Some dark synthetic dream spat me out and won't let me back in
So please don't follow me, I'll lead you away from the things you percieve
The doctor might be cheap, but I've got no money and destruction is free
The devils heart attack put a crack in the sky, let the loonies inside
You know he'll get you back, put tears in your eyes, take you out for a ride
So please don't expect me to bite
To tell you the truth I'm busy, but not really
I'm not home if there's smoke in the chimney
I'm digging a hole to live in
My caricature keeps grinning
Tell me something new, you sound like a ringtone that I didn't choose
Flat as a tattoo, an instant regret I can't wait to remove
So please I don't need your review
To tell you the truth I'm misguided, I'm divided
Never really saw a reason to fight it
I'm building this house lopsided
Nothing you're gonna do about it
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Coexisting Out Of Place
04:05
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Inky eyed summertime
Hiding through cracks in the night sky
Listening, do you think, under the thick skin of everything
Here it comes, let it go
Let it go and play rounabout with winters day
Always spinning the same way
Never meeting face to face
And that's the way it's always been
Both too stubborn to give in
Coexisting out of place
April came without the rain, flowing between sunlit pine trees
It's a chance for romance
It's an escape plan to ride the breeze
Here it comes, let it go
Let it go and dance with the forest fire and pass through it's flames without a scratch
Only never to look back
And that's the way it's always been
Both too stubborn to give in
Never dwelling on the past
You could be happy now, and I could be wrong
I could be wrong, but you might not know it until it's gone
Maybe that was home
A logical conclusion
But maybe we missed our chance and now it's gone
Gone for now, but not for ever on
Straightened out, stretched about, a delicate cloud ends up shapeless
She believed subconsciously, she swallowed the key to her fantasies
Here she comes, let her go
Let her go and pray
She didn't listen to her brain, so it turned the other way, now she hears it everyday
And that's the way it's always been
Both too stubborn to give in
Coexisting out of place
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Mushroom Cloud
03:47
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It ain't a waterfall that drags you down, it's the comfort you found and abused
And just incase you couldn't work it out, try taking off your brown leather boots
It's a little strange how a little change before your eyes reminds you that you stayed the same
Stand up and throw away your precious time
The rest of your life starts today
My blue city bird, have you seen, have you heard
That the wind will catch you and take you home
Far away to the trees
From a distance you will see
You were living in a mushroom cloud and it's all you've ever known
That ain't a corridor you're running down, it's a spectrum of light far and wide
And just incase you couldn't work it out, you're seeing it in black and white
Don't let the colours fade
Take what you can from your favourite mistakes
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Brain Bugs
05:52
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Helped me find the missing pieces, but you scattered what was left
Practiced a smile, fantasised under my breath
Can I get back to you
Don't quote me on a thing that I've said
The words are still there, but the meaning has left
Anything can be a burden collecting inbetween the voice in your hand and the hook that can't receive
Can I get back to you
You screamed until the telephone bled
I couldn't hang up
And that's why I left
Maybe all I needed was a taxi proceeded by the way that you spoke through your second hand smoke
The lights changed colour
I buried my love
Have you forgotten the lobotomy, turns out it was not a dream
I payed off my debt in this cosmic economy
Screeched up the street to a different property
Something up above deters me, so I'm hiding in the Sound
The day I feel my age, thats where I want to be found
Can I get back to you
It's a prison I don't want to escape
If I call it home, does that mean I can stay?
Thought I saw the river stopping, then it flowed the other way
The black holy water dragged the bugs out of my brain
Can I get back to you
Clarity is not what you think
It's what you forget when you let them back in
There's a junkyard prophet disguised as a poet, and he's opened my ears with his crazy ideas
That a life of sickness won't come with forgiveness
But the melody's a remedy, it stinks of simplicity
The pipers deranged but he plays in a stranger key
You won't find your cure in the depths of his treasury
Hold that door open, I'll be heading that way
Heading that way soon
Once the seals broken, the pressure will start to wane
Making way for the vacuum
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Gandhi's Hands Manchester, UK
Psychedelic overtones and jazzy undertones, wrapped in a blanket of fuzz. For fans of strange guitar sounds.
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