| EASE
YOURSELF AND GLIDE she likes to climb into the attic room to see what she might find might be something she left behind finds a picture in a quiet place like a dream as clear as the night the picture apparantly's from some time gone by I can hear the angels sing when you smile he wears a white carnation but the suit don't seem to fit all the people standing on the steps seem to smile through their teeth secretly could be twenty more years later and we're so tired from the game but she knows we'll play it just the same leave the cards the way they lay eaze yourself and glide ride on to the coming tide catch a fever before it gets too high to subside eaze yourself and glide ride on to the coming tide catch a fever before it gets too high to subside |
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| TWILIGHT
MUSHROOMS baby now I know its a fact you wouldn't want me to ignore peacetime came to late and tommorrow you'll be gone without a trace lying here by your side its easy to believe nothing much has really changed I'm not the wolfman by your door can I be your happy smiling prince for a little more dream thats all I do run and hide avoiding the truth tonight I understood all I ever would twilight mushrooms over my head its over she said kind of right to be let I fear the perfume that goes by the name bitter sweet honey'd pain it's really working on my brain baby now I know its a fact you wouldn't want me to ignore peacetime came to late and tommorrow you'll be gone without a trace dream thats all I do run and hide avoiding the truth tonight I understood all I ever would twilight mushrooms over my head It's over she said kind of right to be let now I don't see you twilight mushrooms over my head its over she said and everything must change so what should i have been to love me forever hold it together peacetime came too late twilight's in view twilight mushrooms (repeat to fade) |
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| YOYO sounds of neon night lose a silence sparks turn into flames wanna run razor rain on your window pain yoyo i swear vulcan days and tourist miles this hollow we share avalon's burning every night by the fireside the church of fascinations river's so deep when treasure's bright the paradigm for every precious thing you are razor rain on your window pain you're not insane (yoyo i swear/now do you believe me) vulcan days and tourist miles take a certain style to compensate it all |
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PLATONIC RATE military bliss shamens in your shoes dollar tambourines fall in the stream blue and green turn the summer over let me feel too much then all that energy could not guarantee hawking talking rust kicking up the dust goldrush is the air spilling everywhere hidden virtue turn the summer over let me feel too much then all that energy could not guarantee take a seat and fall asleep and sing my little song carry on military bliss ALT VRSE : never knew someone shavings in the food who won't know who you are dollar tambourines driving in my car you fall in the stream in too deep fantasies finding their fusions turn the summer over turn the summer over let me feel too much let me feel too much then all that energy could not guarantee then all that energy could not shake the freeze take a seat and fall asleep and sing my little song carry on |
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| OCEAN
HOUSE there amongst the little shops on the promenade frontage december's the look in your eyes this couldn't mean that much to you not to know why upon st john the seagulls swing the statues stare they're whispering december's the look in your eyes this couldn't mean that much to you not to know why memories fading out of range faces and places that your chasing hallucinations entertain spreading your wings its an autumn palace now mrs jones your time is round we've come to take you over december's the look in your eyes this couldn't mean that much to you not to know why zeroes multiply memories fading out of range faces and places that your chasing upon st john the seagulls swing stature stares the wind is whispering don't you worry about the stairs love take this lift to keep you up there there amongst the little shops on the promenade frontage december's the look in your eyes this couldn't mean that much to you not to know why zeroes multiply this couldn't mean that much to you |
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| CAUTION caution baby caution serves don't throw it to the wind the tightest knot can come undone if you know where to begin caution baby ccaution serves don't throw it to the wind the tightest knot can come undone if you know where to begin you gotta let it show you gotta let it show |
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| ASTRAL
TELEPHONE spinning round in the dance hall spinning around spinning around getting hard to know Through the 20 20 daylight stealing second hand its a long way home baby baby kings and clowns gonna bless the ground gotta let them know you told them medicine ain't no million dollar wait around Its astral telephone came to me like a page torn one half hiding from the light getting hard to know shoes don't choose where your head moves and the ceiling's high its a long way home baby baby kings and clowns gonna bless the ground gotta let them know you told them medicine ain't know million dollar wait around Its astral telephone you got problems i got problems over town when we kiss the pieces no-one believes it until oh oh who can blame a miracle spinning round in the dance hall spinning around spinning around getting hard to know Through the 20 20 daylight feeling second hand its a long way home baby baby kings and clowns gonna bless the ground gotta let them know you told them medicine ain't know million dollar weight around Its astral telephone you got problems i got problems over town when we kissed the pieces no-one believes it until oh oh who can blame a miracle spinning round in the dance hall spinning around spinning around getting hard to know Through the 20 20 daylight feeling second hand its a long way home baby baby kings and clowns gonna bless the ground gotta let them know you told them medicine ain't no million dollar weight around Its astral telephone |
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| silver
stars keep on falling but i've got no grace to leave your rain head pretty the bankers bride is standing where her shadow was born to fall high and dry suprise gentry silver stars keep on falling but i've got no eyes to leave your rain head pretty the bankers bride is standing where her shadow was born to fall at the table before the clink of crystal jesus is he still alive born to dance on a spoon full of mirrors |
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