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Golden Moment
03:59
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There's a golden moment in each day that passes.
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Birthday Roof Party
04:12
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There were some things I was too scared to say.
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3. |
One Day Old Today
03:54
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One day old today
no bills yet to pay
still yet to use my dressing gown
still yet to find my way around the town
cos i'm one day old today
not much yet to say
still yet to begin the investigating
answering the phone in a questioning tone
never yet danced in my room
dont yet know if i'd like a fork or a spoon
but that's all coming soon
never yet reached the cusp
the cusp of giving up
i have never yet come home
i've never felt the need to sort my life out
never questioned why we grow up
and never questioned why full stop
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4. |
Snowmilk
04:41
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Find your place,
fill your space.
I'm working hard,
and hardly working.
We sat on the floor,
drinking wine.
I lay in bed,
trying to think of reasons why.
Snowmilk,
déja vus.
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5. |
Rainbowz
04:20
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The opportunity knocked but i wasn't in, thoughtless impatience, affinity. Weird appeared, the dress was so big I was like standing in a boxing ring...
That night was a half-sleep, drowning in discord, but my fate was sealed when I stepped on the springboard. Well I was a student, but now I'm just a childish adult. Don't freak out before the panel of gods, crying "I don't know what I am but I know what I'm not!". My mind remains unchanged I just wanna live in a peaceful house- maybe I'm insensitive to the fact that he's insensitive to the fact that I am sensitive.
Rainbowz- never too old to open.
In this moment I am without problems, walking is good for thinking outwards and talking inwards. I am immune to outrage, I am immune to these powers! Except projectile puking of rainbows and flowers... But the first of May- there I was on that day- frowning on a bus with all my first world problems; pretentious, technoless, too much abstraction and not enough pun, all in, believe me, but all out of fun, and feeling too down to go missioning around or cycle like a psycho through the shark-infested town.
Rainbowz- never too old to open.
As i sat there in the serving spoon, gaze up at the new moon with the last drops of the monsoon on my eyes, the crack appears through the roof of the cocoon, an outburst of colours, like a sparkley cartoon. All roses and mental cleanliness quand vous êtes en mode prend soin de soi.
Quand vous êtes en mode prend soin de soi- land on your feet, hard core, soft heart.
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6. |
King of Nowhere
04:45
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They knocked down the castle,
for a better view of the sky.
Woodlands in her eye.
Neatly and discretely
they knocked down the castle,
with no explanation,
no explanation.
No fences and no borders,
no defence and no closed doors,
no fences and no borders,
no defence and no closed doors,
no defense and no closed doors.
Better view of the sky,
woodlands in her eye.
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7. |
The Tenuousness
02:45
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My approach is all wrong,
but it's also alright.
Subject of uncontrollable forces,
the inbetween stages of chaos,
the fear of what might get in the way,
my life, my rain, my soul.
Ask yourself, and maybe yourself will tell you,
what advice would you give a friend?
Hold it in a still frame.
Take it in, take it out.
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8. |
Everything Else
04:01
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April come back to me,
everyone just becomes like everyone else.
Little girls are magpies with magic in their eyes,
but everything just becomes like everything else.
Silly bag- instant dissatisfaction,
how do I rate you?
I rate you irate.
Inseperable and insufferable,
truly, madly, lovely.
Faceless, nameless,
shapeless, shameless and aimless,
just tryina get famous,
but everyone just becomes like everyone else.
Internal sunshine of yours next to mine,
wintery surge of sad goodbyes
makes everything else lose it's meaning-
cos the world's stil churning.
What a small place to be.
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9. |
For My Bird
03:06
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10. |
Snow White Lily
04:44
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