1. |
Nessun Dorma
03:15
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I knew a girl who had a face like a cat
Who'd save the world if she'd only get past
Her allergies
Oh, shaky knees
And she said,
"Polaroids will steal your soul,
And when I die will you just say
'So it goes?'"
I've never felt so alone
In a room full of people
When the stars lined up
Mine was already made
But your mind hadn't changed
A pity, I know
And your silk white sheets
Your crumpled summer dress
Yeah I think I'll confess
I'd call it home
Holden Caulfield, sugar me sweet
'Cause she got the eyes and the mouth for me
Shake your shackles and your chains to the beat
'Cause she got the shackles and the chains on me
On me
When the stars lined up
Mine was already made
But your mind hadn't changed
A pity, I know
And your silk white sheets
Your crumpled summer dress
Yeah I think I'll confess
I'd call it home
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2. |
True Colors
04:36
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In the season
Bound and gagged
This man failed
In hindsight
But he means well
And the deal is signed
Got the modern shake
I've got to make you, make you
Make you mine
Show me your colors dear
I’ll make you whine
On your face
And on mine
Lost, oh my god
Feel it to find
All my ideas
Thrown on the pyre
In the season
Bound and gagged
This man failed
In hindsight
But he means well
And the deal is signed
Got the modern shake
I got to make you make you
Make you mine
Sometimes my
Brittle country smile
Holds its breath for you
Hoping for a clue
Seeking out
The harmonies the sounds
That make us all electric
In this gritty little town
And down comes the gavel
Forceful as you crack
Your crazy crooked smile
I hear it when you sing
You played the piano like a demigod
Half-drunk on moonshine
Crooning about blue skies
I wish they could be mine
But not around here
In the season
Bound and gagged
This man failed
In hindsight
But he means well
And the deal is signed
Got the modern shake
Got to make you make you
Make you mine
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3. |
Jack Of All Trades
04:29
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What’s the matter
Sweet mother?
You’re killing me with your sighs
Raise the stakes and
Spin the chamber
Cut the cord and realize
That it’s all fucked now
It's all fucked now
It's all fucked now
One more tragic 90’s child
Cosmopolitan
Jack of all trades
Master of none
Silver spoon-fed kid
Something older than
Bricks and mortar
Something that takes its precious time
Mother nature
I’ve no patience
I want more than what is mine
And it’s all fucked now
It's all fucked now
It's all fucked now
One more tragic 90’s child
Cosmopolitan
Jack of all trades
Master of none
Silver spoon-fed kid
I'll side...
I’ll side with the ocean’s daughter
I feel the endless slaughter
I’ll side with the ocean’s daughter
I’ll swim in the murky waters
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4. |
Inside
06:24
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Feel it coming up
From the sea bed now
It’s turning me inside out
It’s filling your eyes with doubt
It’s true
The shadows on her face
Made her look like you
Playing tricks against my mind
Keep your diamonds on the inside
I’ve said it once before
You can keep my youth
It is less of use to me
Than your body ever could be
Feel it coming up
From the sea bed now
It’s turning me inside out
It’s filling your eyes with doubt
It’s true
The curtains in this place
Made me think of you (how?)
Oh that faded floral print
And your legs were wrapped up in it
The second fall from grace
Was foreseen by you (how?)
With your dirty crystal ball
Then you threw it up
Against the wall
Have you got something else to say?
It’s not the only easy way
Have you got something else to do?
Before I double back for you
I know it’s wrong
But I still fantasize
Of being inside of you
When the fire and brimstone falls down
Tiger teeth beneath the kitten’s veil
What she hides now
Is just a temporary detail
I know it’s wrong
But I still fantasize
Of being inside
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5. |
Shelf Life
01:28
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And I have been inventing you
The concept
Since I done gone and saw
'La Belle et la Bête'
I'd be the pious to your priestess
The pupil to your pulpit
The skeleton in your closet
What I wouldn't give
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6. |
Entre Nos Corps
04:32
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Measure me
Measure me
Get out your pointy instruments
Place me where I need to be
Test me
Test me
Get out your pen and pocket watch
Tell me what’s the record that I need to beat?
Boy you’re standing on hallowed ground
We got your secrets
Know where you can be found
You’re hiding out
Like we knew you would
Feel like a damned man
Just like you should
Censor me
Censor me
You better learn to knock it off
Or i'mma have to go and count to three
Master me
Master me
How could you ever be my anchor
If you can’t even stand on your own two feet?
Boy you’re standing on hallowed ground
We got your secrets
Know where you can be found
You’re hiding out
Like we knew you would
Feel like a damned man
Just like you should
(There's something you can do)
Between our bodies there’s a space
That’s filled with magnetic waves
Forces when so aligned
Could make our worlds collide
Electromagnetically
Between our bodies there’s a space
Between our bodies there’s a...
Between our bodies there’s a space
Entre nos corps il y'a un vide
Qui est remplit d’ondes magnetiques
D’un force quand aligné
Rendré nos mondes en huerté
Electromagnetiquement
Entre nos corps il y'a un vide
Between our bodies there’s a...
Between our bodies there’s a space
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7. |
Pack Of Wolves
06:05
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In the lower atmosphere
There’s a cyclone running switchblade
Howling like a pack of wolves
Our love was in this house
But never at home
These faded fingerprints are like
Hieroglyphics on my walls
We were the golden ones
But we started too young
I saw your name in lights
But all you saw was
Something left alone
In the lower atmosphere
There’s a cyclone running switchblade
Howling like a pack of wolves
Our love was on the road
Down by the airport
Your mother found us there
And I just couldn’t hold my own
We took the only oath and
Made it our own
The aging took it’s toll
So now we have to
Grow up on our own
In the lower atmosphere
There’s a cyclone running switchblade
Howling like a pack of wolves
I can’t get the feel
I can’t get the feel
What does it mean?
Can’t get the feel, no
I can’t get the feel
What does it mean?
Tie me up!
Who holds the key now?
From your bedroom window you can see me
Why don't you just come home and please me?
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8. |
Petrichor
03:22
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East from the evening sun
There's another sky
That I know you look on
In another life
Wash your dirty handprints from my wall
The bed was right beside
Still get teary-eyed
Stuff my life in boxes on the floor
Pieces of our love inside
Say the last goodbye
You should stay strange
But don't become a stranger
Foreign as before
East from the evening sun
There's another sky
That I know you look on
In another life
Did you take my pictures down, bury me at sea?
Memories are ashes now scattered in the breeze
That's the way it goes but it goes the other way too
But you'll never know if there's nothing that you'll do
East from the evening sun
There's another sky
That I know you look on
In another life
If I put the feeling behind us
I'd be lost
Even more
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9. |
Don't Go Quietly
02:53
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Silent you were bound up
And grateful for the sound
Falling off from where your lips used to be
It's an art of letting go
So remember just to leave your love behind you
Every time you begin
Saying
Don't go quietly
Bleed your reverie
Don't go quietly
Bleed your reverie
Add needles to the words falling
On deaf ears a pin dropping
Softly and discreetly you spoke
Shaking in the silence
They stuck you in the crazy house
To clean you out and dirty your name
Saying
Don't go quietly
Bleed your reverie
Don't go quietly
Bleed your reverie
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10. |
You Run Me
05:35
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Through the slivers in the sinews
Like the tendrils of a plant
I feel it creeping in
I feel it moving in
Through the cracks
In my spine
Her dress it drags her through the fray
Been running how long?
Away
I’m not the best I’ve got to lend
This ship is sailing now
Through the slivers in the sinews
Like the tendrils of a plant
I feel it creeping in
I feel it moving in
Through the cracks
In my spine
I feel Milwaukee summer
Calling me back around
At last
Saturday sun
Sings in your eyes
(Don't leave)
Picture the trees
Silver leaves that confide
(Winking)
Patient wolves
Beckon you home
(At me)
Making you an offer
That you can’t refuse
(I don’t mind)
(Grace)
There’s a reason you should fail sometimes
(Fully)
For a great disappointment
(Breaking down)
Softly
Once you started did you care?
I don’t mind
Through the slivers in the sinews
Like the tendrils of a plant
I feel it creeping in
I feel it moving in
Through the cracks
In my spine
She dotted up the golden crest
Along the steps of
The Siberian steppe
Her dress it drags her through the fray
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Light Music Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Light Music cannot so simply be classified as electronic rock. The band marries classical nocturnes to psychedelic-pop and euro-house. They craft rock opuses that are underscored with poly-rhythmic beats, fiery guitars, and ethereal synthesizers. The band members have played together in various forms for the past decade, and they draw greatly on that chemistry during their live show and on record. ... more
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