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Swing In A Dream
The wires in the stream
From rubble to my dream
I worry in my sleep
Rococo curves you soothe me
To live inside the frame
And forget everything
A swing inside a dream
And all theyll do is scream
Come back to float away
A few more inches of rain
I worry in my sleep
Rococo curves don’t leave me
To live inside the frame
And forget everything
A swing inside a dream
And all they'll do is scream
We’re waking up
To straight lines
We float away
Bye bye
Devils Den
Pouring the water
Into the hollows
Vingegar Tom and all his friends will drink for free
Am i fool?
Tempting you
Do you know what you’ve done?
No i haven’t a clue
Well you’re dead if you float
And you’re dead if you sink
Do you know what you’ve done?
No i haven’t a clue
All these fears and beliefs
They’ll do funny things to you
Pouring the water
Into the hollows
Vinegar Tom and all his friends will drink for free
Am i fool?
Tempting you
In the devils…
In the devils…
In the devils den
Fears and beliefs they’ll do funny things to you
Do you know what you’ve done?
No i haven’t a clue
You’re dead if you float and you’re dead if you sink
All those fears and beliefs will do funny things to you
Pouring the water
Into the hollows
Pouring the water
Into the hollows
Pouring the water
Into the hollows
Pouring the water
The devils den
Siphon Song
My shaky hands, in the morning when I'm being beamed back down
I log onto the website, where a 2D flame surrounds the building I'm in now
Ask, 'Do you see the bodies?'
They're strewn around like plastic in the wind
The bigger picture is immobile when you're used to only seeing from the ends
It cracks me up
It gets me out, but it's pulling me down
Clipped from the sides, you're looking rough. Was that another month gone?
Can't get the kick, or taste the salt and now the memory's gone
It shoots me up
It gets me out, but it's pulling me down
Undergrowth
Put your thumb and finger around my neck
The wooden knob on a cabinet
Pull me open and see
Whats inside
Do you worry about what comes next?
This new obliquness that we’ll deal with
Just pull me open and see whats inside
Ergonomic for the rest of my days
I’d rather melt melt melt melt melt away
Ergonomic for the rest of my days
I’d rather melt melt melt melt melt away
Ergonomic for the rest of my days
I’d rather melt melt melt melt melt away
Ergonomic for the rest of my days
I’d rather melt melt melt melt
Did you imagine a great white plane?
With every detail of a filmic grain?
Are you a cynic, just like me?
Quick and easy undergrowth consume me
You’ll never know i’m even there
You’ll never know i'm even there
You’ll never know i'm even there
Well this isn’t what i wanted
So many options to be disappointed
Beneath the things you don’t think about
In the undergrowth where i melt
You’ll never know i’m even there
The Blades
We spin
We dive
The blades
Can change your mind
We spin
We dive
The blades
Will keep you safe tonight
Oh, your broken bones
Joyriding in the sky
Oh, you poor poor thing
You glowing people lost your way
Oh your broken bones
Oh your just telling lies
oh you poor poor thing
Oh you’re just telling lies again
Oh we spin
Oh we dive
Oh we keep you safe
Never mind that noise outside
All those cameras from up high
They make you all look grey
Joyriding in the sky
The blades will make you pay
Thousand people down below
They’re bending in the wind
With their arms stretched open wide
They’re just blades of grass old enough to be trimmed
And they’re bendingb in the wind
And they’re bending in the wind
And they’re begging to be trimmed
Back to bed
Another mans hand on the joystick instead
Of mine
He spins
He dives
Oh what's the noise outside?
Panes of glass
An action man
playing god for a job
I spin
I dive
I whirl around
Asleep
Trying, at least
Won't they stop?
Come back down
It’s ever so expensive to run that around
The city
Burns
The blades
Turn
All those cameras from up high
They make you gray
You’ve lost your mind
Through thick black smoke
Pissing in the street
Avoiding all the people
That you’d wish to meet
Someday
Oh someday
After The Flash
You’ve been searching for this
Just a little normal
I’ve been doing the dishes
Playing parlour games
Your smile fades
Quicker than its made
Sometimes
Sometimes
After the flash
All the panel hosts
They stay hydrated
And they tell me jokes
Staring into the stalls
All demonic faces
They lap me up
They spit me out
They lap me up
Don’t spit me out
My smile fades
Quicker than its made
My smile fades
Quicker than its made
Sometimes
Sometimes
Oh parlour games
My closest friends
Smile from ear to ear
How hard can it be?
To live a normal life
To make a nation cry
Oh parlour games
Oh parlour games
Could i keep it up?
Could i keep it up?
Could i keep it up?
Could i keep it up?
Green Light
Wheres the best place to sit if this all goes wrong?
Maybe the middle
Maybe the back
Well, what if i can’t get out?
Green light from across the way
Visibility decreasing but not for me?
I think i read this in a book when i was young
And it still sticks
It just sticks
Through the cracks of the door
Where the sunlight hits my skin
Green light forever more
Over your shoulder
Through the cracks of the door
Where the sunlight hits my skin
Green light forever more
Over your shoulder
All those symbols i just don't understand
A running man
A set of eyes darting up and darting down
An exit and an entrance, but which one is which?
Mouths move in slow motion
Through the cracks of the door
Where the sunlight hits my skin
Green light forever more
I think i read that before
What do you want?
Well i want you
What do you want?
Well i want you
Mouths move
In slow motion
It’s all they do
It’s all they do
If you had seen the bull’s swimming attempts you would have stayed away
With the mice and the rats
In the plans for the street
Making cream making butter
In the cracks under feet
With the mice and the rats
In the plans for the street
Making cream making butter
In the cracks under feet
Talk, dont, speak
Tiny, left, feet
Crawl, under, streams
Walk, don’t, creep
Stand on, call from, chairs (Death of the language, time spent on dry ground)
Shoot up, look for, flares (Back of the roman, swim in the chlorine)
Gold letters every one
At night or in the sun
Drawing sulphurous air
Gold letters every
Dredge in the water, fill in the fences, hole in the sink
Living with others, warmth food and water, wait in the corner
Lie on the sawdust, stuck on two teeth, bite on the shell
Under, plaster, wanted, snake food, bite down, gutter, wire, forehead