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Queen Anne's Lace
04:58
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Queen Anne had a suction cup
That fastened her love into a knot at her throat
It was a pretty little brooch
Received many compliments, but could never move
Queen Anne's Lace
Was up around her face
If anyone saw me
I would curl into a lemon peel
And disappear
She said, "God, your like bubble wrap!
I just can't stop squeezing you.
Burst after burst
You sure know how to package the truth."
Queen Anne's Lace
Was up around her face
If anyone saw me
I would curl into a lemon peel
And disappear
She's got to re-find God
And get outta dodge
She's got to get herself some beer
She's gotta rest and she's got a nest
But you know they're both pretty far west of here
Queen Anne's Lace
Was up around her face
If anyone saw me
I would curl into a lemon peel
And disappear
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2. |
Which Way is Up
03:35
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We're smart
We know which buttons to push
And we know when to push them in
We know where our vehicles are taking us
But when the power goes out
Do we know
Which way is up
How will I ever fill my cup
Past half empty & past half full
How did my muscles all get pulled
Which way is up
In the dark we remember how
To push the red out
We go heartfirst, pistil in hand
Into the center of the orchid
Which way is up
How will I ever fill my cup
Past half empty & past half full
How did my muscles all get pulled
Which way is up
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Ikaros
03:47
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I've got a way to get free
From a land where nobody wants me to be
The king's got his pawns on land and sea
One of the three has got to hold me
And give me my liberty
There's so much I want to see, father
Everything shines like the sea in my feathers
You say you want me to be free
And yet you're keeping me tethered
Daddy I won't lose the sun, I know better
Daddy I won't lose the sun, I know better
My father had a fabulous design
For two pairs of wings that could really fly
Ten years in that cell of fetid birds
One my father awoke, and these were his words
"Ikaros, my son don't be a fool
Fly down at my height where the breeze blows cool
Paraffin ain't nothin' like a wing
Fly close to the sun and that wax will start dripping..."
The sun shone on my back like balm on a wound
She caressed me like a lover, she put me in tune
I made as if to enter her firey cocoon
When suddenly my wings gave a shudder
My feathers and I, down we fluttered
There's so much I want to see, father
Everything shines like the sea in my feathers
You say you want me to be free
And yet you're keeping me tethered
Daddy I won't lose the sun, I know better
Daddy I won't lose the sun, I know better
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Gravity Always Wins
03:01
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Gravity falls on some people
Like your sister's boyfriend tucking you in
Gravity rings my doorbell
But I never let him in
Standing there in the rain
Outside my stained glass window pane
Gravity rings my doorbell
But I never buy what he has to sell
Too many fragments
Too much weight
One day the glass has to break
I lose all the pieces to the games we play
So gravity always wins
Always wins
Speckled Wood and Common Blue
They have a better chance than humans do
They live on sugar, get high and fly
Press their noses up against the sky
Too many fragments
Too much weight
One day the glass has to break
I lose all the pieces to the games we play
So gravity always wins
Always wins
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Earthbound
03:52
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Earthbound, we're Earthbound
Earthbound, we're Earthbound
With our rakes and our hoes,
Our carrots our cloves
Darlin' we're Earthbound
Pack up our roots and twigs
A picnic lunch, some figs
Past our home, we're on our way
Pack up our roots and twigs
Your heart is as sweet as beets I've dug from the ground with my own hands
With all our digging did you ever imagine we'd stumble on to something so grand?
A cavern dark with silt
A river gold with gilt
A sword inscribed to the hilt
"What glitters can sometimes be felt"
So, we walk hand in hand
Through dreams that look like land
A blindfold that can't be pulled off
We walk hand in hand
Your heart is as sweet as beets I've dug from the ground with my own hands
With all our digging did you ever imagine we'd stumble on to something so grand?
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Avalon
05:51
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Avalon, how I miss you
With your apple trees
And your moons of blue
Camelot has got what I'm not
It's true
Camelot has got what I'm not
It's true
Sunday is coming way too soon
People forget the "power of moon"
Camelot has got what I'm not
It's true
Camelot has got what I'm not
It's true
Avalon, how I miss you
With your apple trees
And your moons of blue
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