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intro
01:18
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youth
02:29
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neighborhood children are playing with promises
i sit alone in a box while I offer this
looking through windows through
bedrooms turned offices
all for this awfulness crashing on top of us
guess that clouds don't matter
when you can ride on an airplane
how could you ever feel down,
when you can fly above the rain?
neighborhood children are playing with promises
everything, anything whatever silences
neighborhood children are playing with promises
anything, everything whatever silences
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i see you staring
you don't know nothing
don't know nothing at all
you're always looking
in no direction
trying to see too far
i see you staring
you don't know nothing
don't know nothing at all
and all these pictures
they don't mean nothing
they're just a spark on a wall
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strange nectars
04:00
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will you hold me
while i shiver?
keep me warm
can you deliver
chills are racing
I will find her
love me tender
take me higher
that's how you know
eyes for no one
i can promise
can us lovers
ever be honest
choose our patience
sharing lighters
love me tender
take me higher
that's how you know
oh, i love you
and i won't stop
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tonight's tomorrows
05:16
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empty hollow ringing
the birds and white noise
sing with golden glow
everybody's going home, now
and coming down the mountaintops
is rain
pouring over everybody
into every little space
is what it brings
TVs turn over towards another falling puppet
and a widow, inextricably communicating
what it means to be afraid
to fall in love
revel in fame
to hear about another's days
their chance to live
this game I play
autographs as people laugh
leave their jackets on my floor
leave their egos at the door
'cause they can't take'em anymore
the weights they carry in their hearts
make light of my own
we sing and dance it's all we know
to make our heavy souls let go
coming down the mountaintops
is rain
pouring over everybody
into every little space
is what it brings
TVs turn over towards another falling puppet
and a widow, inextricably communicating
what it means to be afraid
to fall in love
revel in fame
to hear about another's days
their chance to live
this game I play
tonight's tomorrows
they seem so sweet
tonight's tomorrow
I'll reassemble perfectly
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i'd be much happier,
if I were sad in L.A.
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7. |
red moon movement
02:11
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8. |
may we grow in time
03:54
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