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It's Hard To Look Away
03:17
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Look to fate
It’s hard to look away
The writing on the wall
The hollow cipher solved
Your call clangs down the hall
In a fire opal voice with a miracle explained
Fools just swear to try another day
Why still try to find a hideaway?
The writing on the wall
The writing very small
The writing on the wall
The writing very small
The writing very small
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2. |
Sight Inside
02:27
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They took you in, a ghost from the mirage
Your parasol of birds
A trail behind you
You’re up all night with watercolor wine
Drunk by the canal
A celebration
A fleeting dream out on the silver dunes
Burning in the salt
An incantation
Sight Inside
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3. |
Sleepwalking
03:43
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I lost my voice howling out from that trail in the dark
Traced empty boroughs for remnants from my fickle tribe
Who move decidedly, endlessly exchanging lives
And lead me on in a search for invisible doors
So I only want more
And I only want more
And I only want more
Sleepwalking
Hard to believe when they leave you behind
Sleepwalking
Waiting to see what you’re losing in time
I lost a year there, the wildfires had fizzled to sparks
Chaotic star glitter, curses of copper and bread
I broke my mind somehow, now I live by placing bets
The strings attach, tangle, slack, crossing patterns and lies
’Til they blot out the sky
’Til I’m lost in July
And I barely get by
Sleepwalking
Hard to believe when they leave you behind
Sleepwalking
Waiting to see what you’re losing in time
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4. |
No Pressure
03:52
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You’ve got a lot of nerve calling here today
As if I wasn’t leaving
You’ve got a lot to earn calling out my name
Outside your phone is singing
As I stand waiting on a change of the guard
With statued arms
Oh, tear apart
I will try to make it whole
I know your time’s a big expense
Trust me when I say, “no pressure”
I know your time’s a vast expanse
Givin' you the wrong impression
And when that bell began I was not waiting by the door
The subtle sentiment, the change of the guard
You couldn’t catch my eye
I know your time’s a big expense
Trust me when I say, “no pressure”
I know your time’s a vast expanse
Givin' you the wrong impression
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5. |
Rules
03:50
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Sun is up at midnight
Never thought you’d get this far
Freezing in the white light
Camping by the reservoir
Emperor of ice cream
Rollin’ up your last cigar
Violet, mouth-breathing
Kitchen full of fallen stars
Mail yourself a fine clock
Run away and don’t think twice
‘Cause if you’re gonna play
You’d better not be playin’ nice
Sooner or later, man
Your rules become unreal
You won’t know how to feel
Sooner or later, man
You’re making deals again
You’re finding time to steal
Jules marries Jim
And you move on to Monaco
Mail yourself a TV
See how you can live alone
Stow away to Tangier
Throw away your telephone
Sooner or later, man
Your rules become unreal
You won’t know how to feel
Sooner or later, man
You’re making deals again
You’re finding time to steal
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6. |
Catch And Release
02:06
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Called in a tip about your clean getaway
You’re staying gold behind your palisades
That hit and run, you just thought you were safe
But it’s just a circus, just a hurricane game
Waiting there without your clothes (Call me out when I’m overgrown)
Payphone lifeline, time unknown (Where were you when I needed love?)
A restless night, a catacomb
It’s curiosity, a catch and release
Only an ocean knows the meaning of peace
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7. |
Catalina
03:29
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Periscope to your event horizon
I write to you my symptoms and concerns
Tumbling beside
A world to confide
And I don’t believe I’m up for the ride
Catalina, crown of California
I dream of you from here inside a whale
Diving in the dark
I trace the ancient arc
And a memory of a fire dying out
Ordinary people take you by surprise
Spouting off a vision wrapped in ordinary lies
Ordinary people full of good advice
Lost in a fixation, something from the other side
It’s something that will never die
Waves are coughing, mirror sounds unravel
Quicksilver song that I may soon forget
Tumbling beside
A world to confide
I’ll see you Catalina, do or die
Ordinary people take you by surprise
Spouting off a vision wrapped in ordinary ties
Ordinary people full of good advice
Lost in a fixation, something from the other side
It’s something that could never die
It’s something that will never die
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8. |
Sundial
02:53
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All that you hold to be true
You could easily deny
As you take your time
And borrow mine
Carrying on as you do
Quoting words we’ve learned to clean
Soon we’re out of reach
Or in-between
Wouldn’t you know it, wouldn’t you know it
I stand like a sundial in your shade
You teach me like a poet
But I only learn to listen
I don’t know if I could slow
The consequence of this alone
Diamond ocean overflowing
Raise the ground to watch it glisten
Strange, iridescent, afloat
The outlines of a careless mind
Fluttering and kind
Wild and blind
All that you hold to be true
You could easily deny
As you take your time
You’re stealing mine
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9. |
Killer Honesty
04:11
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Early rise, pale light, I think it’s the future
Working in a circle til I wake up torn
There’s a man telling me to keep it in focus
How do we imagine if we stand alone?
Killer honesty
Make it work on me
Hey, don’t be foolish child
You’re the honest one
Trigger happy gun
Hey, don’t be foolish child
Always did the best from the very start
Always found a pace, another way to know
Always did the best from the very start
Killer honesty
Make it work on me
Hey, don’t be foolish child
You’re the honest one
Trigger happy gun
Hey, don’t be foolish child
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10. |
Sundust
04:01
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Sun, evergreen yawn
Balmorhea morning, a feather
Sun dust the dawn
Balmorhea, a morning together
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