1. |
friday's pies
04:38
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friday's pies make up for the rest of the week...
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2. |
unhigh
05:10
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i don't know why i'm feeling unhigh...
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3. |
wrong side
04:58
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this is the wrong side, but we can still do this,
we can still do that
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4. |
silverfish
04:13
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there's sadness where i don't expect it,
but pain where i do,
there's madness when i come to collect it
that'll see me through,
there's a silverfish on my floor
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5. |
reluctant quiver
04:43
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yes i might jump up, even for that,
why?
i sit down quicker;
please remind me,
i jump back, leave it at that,
put my reluctant quiver behind me...
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6. |
dream on
03:37
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don't even try to explain,
don't even pretend to wax when you wane
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7. |
take your time
04:56
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take your time
before it steals your nerve
and washes off your inspiration,
take your time before it slips away,
take your time,
follow every curve away from possible frustration,
you know the way...
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8. |
done here
04:08
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from a cold distance i see me, helpless,
this pale insistence of decay grows every day...
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9. |
responsible
03:56
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out of here defending whatever is left of your territory,
out of here pretending that 'cos you are gone that you're gonna be free...
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10. |
bellyflop
05:38
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i'm getting of your face,
so uninspired by your pace,
i'm in a strange kind of place,
i'll try to stay off your case,
i fall asleep at your wheel,
i nearly weep as i kneel,
i think you know how i feel,
a knife and fork don't make a meal...
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11. |
falling
05:05
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i stand for nothing but i stood my ground,
i couldn't believe my fighting talk was quite so loud,,
i want for nothing but i want no more sound,
i'm falling and you won't hurt me now...
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12. |
in the back
05:14
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a quarter past three, i've got water on the knee
and a tree where a foot should be,
a mouth like a chair and mudkissed hair
and eyes like the caspian sea,
dust is rising on top of the hill,
there's a will, there's a way
there's a way, there's a will,
i don't see myself as perfect roadkill,
i spill my voice and i can't clean it up,
no choice but a wish to beam me up,
as i lay in the dirt it hurts to be so bare,
but i can't begin to care,
i tear off a strip of my head,
over there is a ship full of bread,
anywhere is a bit better
than my unravelling gravel bed...
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13. |
astray
04:19
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this day's gone astray,
my mind won't obey
and i panic if i lose my way,
this days' gone astray,
my white turned to grey,
and my temperature's starting to fray...
and i don't know what to hold on to...
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14. |
stuff
04:28
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i know my book might not be
the shortest one you could read,
but you've had time enough to learn your stuff...
it might be heavy going
i take a lot of knowing,
but you've had time enough to learn your stuff...
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15. |
rise
04:14
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take back the life you left behind
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