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Song of Summoning
02:50
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Is that the worst you can do?
I've heard it a time or two; feathers fall to the floor.
And we all headed back for more. I've felt this way before.
On the day we got back from tour I skinned my knees for days in such a youthful haze... its back to reality. I'm going back, too.
Checkin out on a Monday night with plenty of time to kill. and there's plenty of time to laugh but the truth is I don't want to. If there's fun involved I don't want to. Gotta leave the house, I don't want to. Locked away safe and sound in bed. A big cat ascends mountain of dad. I'm not a fan of history or what a shame these crazy dreams can be.
Or its none of the above. I just don't want to. I don't want to.
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Bait
03:00
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What a simple truth: you lie.
Justice and complexity personified.
Who decides when its time to go?
Who decides who has a shitty fucking soul?
Stupidity.
Its such a shame, you've amounted to nothing.
And its such a shame.
Long days never pass.
Stupidity.
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Had a Weird Dream
03:09
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I had a weird dream where nothing's what it seemed.
The skies were melted fudge.
The perfect scoop of ice cream fell in love.
A chime from far away. There's time to watch the silver birds play.
I had a weird dream where nothing's what it seemed.
The dead were all alive in thoughts and photographs.
What a waste of time. Like wishes coming true.
I've been dreaming for a year or two.
I had a weird dream where nothing's what it seemed.
I had a weird dream.
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Dragon Bell
03:54
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With age old questions fresh in mind. She's left to wonder.
Time tells the difference, getting drunk on sour sweets.
The nights are cold and incomplete.
But the sadness never comes for me. Fuck all this ancient history.
Though innocence is lost or stolen by a thief.
Its found again in butterflies and laughter from the deep.
But the sadness never comes for me. Fuck all this ancient history.
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Swan Pass
03:43
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It takes some skill; running through a pane of glass and emerging without a cut, without a bruise, or a scratch. and all I can say is fuck the times that we've had. when you're on the road again, where to the only end. if tomorrow is the same as the 415 days before it can we end this, or at least not pretend this is the sun, the stars, the cosmos. divided, gun in hand. a young one's dreams or the worker's master plan.
None of the above.
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