1. |
Blue Mist
04:21
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The wishing well
Has flown aboard
Gold reached out
Drips from the pore
The rock in the shadow
Speaks to me
Tells me many things
How to be
No one
And everything
Fly me away
Take me towards the sun
Here we say
Time has come and gone
For today
Take me back with you
Talk to me
Speak what you may
Listen
Don’t turn away
Because outside
Is a world of dreams
It’s not so far
And I’m here with you
Here with you
Fly me away
Take me towards the sun
Here we say
Time has come and gone
But for today
Take me back to you
The mists love’s blue.
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2. |
Ballet of Neon
03:02
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I feel like nothing before
I know I can’t take anymore
You know this inside too
You know it’s exactly as it seems
Our taboo of tricks
Our plate of laughing ticks
Was it really you?
Did I fall in love with this?
She’s gone
She’s gonna make it out
She’s gone
She’s finally found her route
Shes gonna make it out
Shes gonna find a route
Shes gonna make her way back home tonight
And come home
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3. |
My Dark
04:19
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So much time
To sit and be
Nothing
I hate to admit
That you broke me
My good will
Has been misplaced
Again.
I seem to fall down
Can’t get on my feet
I see a tremble
In the water
I’m drowning inside
I call out to no answer
Alone and adrift in my own sea.
Reflect
Possible eternities
Maybe I tried
Too hard to not
Be me
I wanted to live
Inside your fantasy
I seem to fall down
Can’t get on my feet
I see a tremble
In the water
I’m drowning inside
I call to no answer
Alone and adrift
Here in my own sea.
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4. |
No Output
03:36
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I’m thinking tomorrow
Maybe then it’ll be alright
Half past empty and nowhere in my sight
Couple cigarettes to get me through night
I’m calling you
I’m falling through and through
The black sky hangs on my head
Sometimes it’s the things that aren’t said.
A selfless face, wondering where to go
A dark alley split the void in my soul
A path with nothing in it to be found
A homeless home, thy bum I am to be abound
I’m calling you
I’m falling through and through
The black sky hangs over my head
Sometimes it’s the things unsaid.
I’m calling you
I’m falling through and through
The black sky hangs over my head
Sometimes it’s the things unsaid.
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