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three-fold return
07:45
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moon
02:37
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Last night’s moon came down today
To the bottom of the sky
Just staring through the haze at me.
And I’m bound to be
Shooting to the moon
Cause I can’t find my place down here.
I get lost – can’t elevate
Just shoot me to the moon, man.
I can’t find my place down here.
Down here.
Last night’s moon’s a memory
Memory’s a curse to me
Shoot me to the moon, man
I can’t find my place down here
Can’t find my place down here
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my Luck is poor
03:28
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My luck is poor
It has no savings
My luck is broke and tired
My luck’s a recluse
It won’t ever show its face
My luck is hid away
My luck is down
My luck may be dead
It’s a cruel enemy that I purposely protect
These insidious tricks – and I know, I’m aware
My luck is mean to me
My luck is poor
Its account is overdrawn
My luck is a dead end street
And a cruel enemy that I purposely protect
A malicious bitch – and I know, I’m aware
My luck is mean to me
She’s a cruel enemy that I never could reject
A relentless itch – and I know, I’m aware
My luck is cruel to me.
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I met her on the edge of a roof
singing to the moon
shadows on her face
I met her on the edge of a roof one night
sprawled out on the tar
under an endless net of stars she hung for me.
I loved her on a roof
many moons ago
and it feels like a dream to me now.
I loved her on a roof
in a satin cloak, she's woven into my soul somehow.
I loved her on the roof.
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Please don’t close the door
Leave it open evermore
If we need a quick escape
Free movement is really all it takes.
Once we were bound
Chains we’d never live with now
And all the blame rests behind my eyes
I could tell you just how I feel:
Oh, shame.
If I was happy then, I’m sad.
A meteoric fall
A stumbling rampage through the hall of your mind
Cover up your eyes
I can’t bear to see you cry
Oh, shame.
If I was happy then, I’m sad.
Man, I’ve cried myself
I’ve cried rivers, drained my health
Nearly drowned
Next level down will surely be the end.
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I only wanted something to eat
I only wanted to be left alone
But this world must rub salt in all wounds
People laughing and loving their friends
But the gas station’s open all night
Sometimes I just hope I die
Slip and fall under a bus passing by
Maybe I’ll slip and fall under the trolley tonight.
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No one can hear me
Does this mean that I’m dead?
Should I be excited now?
Or is it just a hex on me?
La La Dee Da
Measure a distance through a surface we went
This depth’s insufficient
Deeper into my head
Oh me, find love for me.
I can’t seem to reach you
I feel misled
I don’t know if I’m happy
Does this mean that I’m dead?
I can’t tell if I’m happy
Does this mean that I’m dead?
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sailing
02:28
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Somehow I think I knew some knife would end up in me
I’m always catching them – they seem to rain down on me
But I thought I saw something in your
I’d disappear like an illusionist if I could
If I could bend and reshape my whole life
Oh, I would
To know that something
The mystery of something in your eyes
I’d stare
I’d always stop and stare
Oh you, I’m sailing
I’d sit and wait like some old dog by the screen door
Wait and tap my feet, I’d wear two holes in the wooden floor
Waiting for something
Some sinister seduction from your eyes
I swear, I think it’s really something, it’s true.
But oh, I’m sailing
I’m sailing away
I’d burn the witch if I could only catch him floating
Scratch the itch if I could burrow through this coating
Of pain and dysfunction
I never could just function
But your eyes, there, staring right through me
Oh you, I’m sailing away from you.
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magic coffin ride
05:50
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All the wrong roads
I took all the wrong roads
No one taught me to steer this thing
And I don’t have a license
I veer this thing into the fire over and over again
On the wrong roads
All the maps are torn
But the wheels keep turning
Engine’s burning
I’ll drive this thing into the ground
I despise this thing
It’s just a coffin, I tell you
Over and over again I fuck it up down some wrong road
Pedal to the floor
Where this coffin’s going, I don’t know
But I’ll ride this thing right out of this world
‘til I’m unhinged – that won’t be long now, I tell you
Over and over again I fuck it up down some wrong road
La la la da da da la da da la da da la
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10. |
deep sea nocturne #1
05:13
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nyxy nyx Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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