1. |
One Year Anniversary
05:12
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We're all alright
although we're fine
about leaving you, goodbye
Widen the crack and down the well
'Cause I love you
And you love me too
Which is why I'm doing this
Hold your breath and don't look down
And just tug on the rope
when you hit the ground
so that I will know you're fine
We're all alright
although we're fine
about leaving you, goodbye
Before you know it, you'll fall asleep
And then all of this
will seize to exist
And your worries will be gone
We're all alright
Oh I miss you, son
and your worries will be gone
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2. |
Population Stone
03:08
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One day we started making statues
Brought us a comfort in our loss
First there were five of them in Silver
And then we started making more
One stone for every person vanished
One more positioned out of bounds
All made to celebrate your life here
And bind you forever to this town
Five grew to worrying large numbers
As monuments invaded all of town
Bodies of stone are taking over
In spite of this, we started making more
Take them all apart
Demount them
Destroy them
These days there's nothing left in Silver
And the welcome sign says: 'Population Lost'
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3. |
It Smokes The Flood
04:03
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Hit the breaks again
Hit the breaks my friend
(Man) - Hold on, hold on, I'm in control
Building these traps on my own
Somehow someone damaged our food
And retaliation ensued
Hit the breaks again
Hit the breaks my friend
Hit the breaks again
Hit the breaks my friend
(Mouse) - Wielding shelters like I'm a pro
All cracks considered my home
And all the other creatures tell me that I
don't belong in enclosures lacking borders
Wait 'til the city turns black
Hit the breaks again
But wait 'til the city turns black, my friend
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4. |
I Need To Win
03:21
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In every house you will find one
that has the mind of that someone
And every time we will find her
The planet stops, turns and loves her
I need to win to feel safer
And break my skin
'Cause we're close to the end
I need to win to feel safer
And break my skin
to feel closer to honest men
who heals our father
And break my skin
'Cause we're close to the end
I need to win to save my father
And break my skin to make him better
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5. |
Break Away
03:40
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I'm alone here on the highway
And I'm about to make things right
Time to think about the small things
And how they come alive to fight me
Break away
Break away
Nature pulls me through the windshield
Allowing super-human flight
We're together now for the first time
And we won't stop to get it right
Break away
Break away
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6. |
Aquarium Gun
06:17
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Weapons drawn, eyes on me
You came along for this
You wanted to come here
But all odds are turning against us
You came along for this
You wanted to come here
But all odds are turning against us
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7. |
Chlorofine
03:50
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They fill it up with chlorofine
So it stays inside
A mural mind (x3)
While we wait in line
We are the chosen side (x2)
We have trained for this (x2)
We are the chosen side (x2)
We have trained for this
The space invaders come to town
And they settle down
A body armed around the torso
Will teach (x4) them
We are the chosen side (x2)
We have trained for this (x2)
We are the chosen side (x2)
We have trained for this
Go on, go on, out of sight
It's an automatic draw
Go on, go on, out of sight
It's an automatic draw
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8. |
Automobile
04:59
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I'm not getting younger
But there is still an itch for
breaking all the rules that
keep us both together
Nights are filled with nonsense
and days are filled with absence
There's silence on the pavements
until we show them hell, mate
It's time to go home
This steering wheel has a life of its own
It's not my automobile
You're not getting older
my trustworthy companion
It's not my automobile
It's time to move on
This set of wheels has a mind of its own
It's not my automobile
We're sad inside
and this won't change anytime soon
We're sad inside
and this won't change anytime soon
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9. |
Whale Hunter
04:53
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This story starts when we were younger
Smaller size, so the hiding was better
In tranquil places we would slumber
while we waited in turn to be hunter
When under stranger's things we covered,
nervous ears tried to pinpoint our brothers
Silent hiding
from the sweeping whale hunter
Silent hiding
from the careful whale hunter
These games prepared us, brought us closer
But by the time we had learned, it was over
Silent hiding
from the sweeping whale hunter
Silent hiding
from the careful whale hunter
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10. |
Boat Operator
03:14
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Too sick to go outside
I'm under my bed
Making up clever stories
for my stuffed cotton friends
This house is ship where
I'm the main hand deck
We're heading for glory
or turning into a wreck
We try to stay cool oh, oh
in this goddamn heat
Downtown California
cooking eggs on the street
My room is a safe house
where I can try new things
And create this illusion
where I am the king
'Cause it's safer for you and I
to trust the boat operator
'Cause it's safer for you and I
to trust the boat operator
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11. |
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Remember all the knobs we turned?
We turned and turned
without finding anything
Remember all the noise we heard?
We heard, we heard
No news, no sports, no fun
Listen to the radio
It's a silent strike in stereo
Nothing on the radio
It's a walkout action in stereo
and no one is to blame for all of this confusion
And everything is old
Discover things and pass
Remember all the voices in the back
Far back
Tempting us to take part
Remember how the tubes would glow
No show, no show though
Power off, give up, go to sleep
Listen to the radio
It's a silent strike in stereo
Nothing on the radio
It's a walkout action in stereo
and no one is to blame for all of this confusion
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12. |
The Many-Colored Land
04:36
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I hate to say it, but we're all next in line
There's nothing you can say, we are almost out of time
I hate to say it, but we'll never get out
There's nothing we can do, we are ten steps out of bounds
We've been apart right from the start
We have the bridge, but the rudder is broke
We're heading for the edge, but we try to keep afloat
And through the years we have distanced ourselves
from unsuspected thoughts that it's time to say farewell
We've been apart right from the start
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13. |
We Are Elephants
03:43
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Matriarchs without any thought or direction
Guide us to a life in detention
We are elephants
Sapiens, you are not aware of the problem
You will only spread and grow taller
= no more elephants
No more elephants
Patriarchs, gather at the edges of nations
This is our war declaration
We are elephants
We are elephants
Taking turns, tumbling in the noise and destruction
Following the plan to perfection
When we go into this, knowing what we know today
Ripping out all kings of their castles
It's over
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14. |
Tsar Bomba
03:43
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Open the side bay doors
We will go into this alone, oh
Here comes the fireball
Reducing everything to dust, oh
So hold your arms out
Shockwaves are closing in
No need to run, you'll never win, no
The world is tumbling down
Three feet from where you stand your ground, oh
So hold your arms out
I was down, I was out
I was rolling on the floor
Oh the sky surging bright
I was shaking to the core
It's the home, home
I've been looking for
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15. |
357
04:43
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There's nothing left in the windows
Nothing left to admire
Ornaments are being packed
and decorations being wrapped
up for the summer
to save them from dust
and impressions that we must
save until the next year
The hole is filling up my home
Widening, and weighing me down
Shot down by a shotgun
I thought on my way down
What if everything is lost
I tried to calculate the cost
of bringing my daughter
into my thoughts
so that I can hold on
at least until she gets here
Come home, it's time for me to go on
I'll see you at my beautiful stone
Release my heart
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