1. |
Wah O Wah
02:49
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Wah O wah, O wah
Wah O wah, O wah
O, wah O, wah O, wah O..
Wah O wah, O wah
Wah O wah, O wah
O. (O wah)
wah O (O wah)
wah O (O wah)
wah O (O wah)
O. (O wah)
wah O (O wah)
wah O (O wah)
wah O (O wah)
Wah O wah...
Wah. (O) O wah, O wah...
O, wah O, wah O, wah O..
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2. |
Rosy
03:56
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Yeah my old friend aint seen me in a while
but he knows me better than I do
And if I begin even thinking about it
I'm a' glowin' red
Oh rosy, rosy
blushing red, you said
1000 words without a sound comin out your head
Yeah when I turn through all my pages
I find this chapter lacks an end
And if I think too long bout all I wasted
I'm a' red with rage
Oh rosy, rosy
Just look at me now I'm a' blushing red
Thats a thousand words without a sound comin out my head
Yeah now I see us chasing daylight down a hill, down a hill
but we'd never catch it would we
Yeah my old friend aint wrote me in a long time
and I don't know if he's dead or alive
But the picture aint looking too good
no it aint so rosy
rosy...
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3. |
Helen
03:19
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helen you know me helen,
i would never slight
this land of yours but you should know,
winding through these hills,
i get so queasy oh,
easy on that pedal,
else we're turning back
helen i know you helen,
you would never want me
to suffer here but listen dear,
im not 5 years old,
i dont want to mine for gold
I find an empty room to hold
all my own rituals
helen you know me helen,
i would never say nothing negative
but i must admit,
i dont love this world,
nothing could impress me now
but i see your beauty helen
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4. |
Water
03:23
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I miss the daylight, I miss the leaves and dirt
While I write poetry from the trench
In a parallel timeline words don't really matter
but in this one its all I have to show
So the words come out of me, words come out of me just like
water out of a fountainhead
The clever ones cut out puzzle pieces
to scatter round in a hideous mess
In a parallel timeline they might fit together
but in this one you won't even know
Yeah the words come out of me, words come out of me just like
water out of a fountainhead
I wanna hit, I don't wanna miss, I want it
to all line up in a particular way
In a parallel timeline I could just be quiet
But in this one I've got noise to make
So the words come out of me, words come out of me just like
water out of a fountainhead
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5. |
Basement
04:19
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Everyone I know is a shadow
petrified by the light
and try as I might,
never to brighten up anyone's day
they all go running away from me
Everywhere I go I get a stern look
everywhere I look a bad sign
and I just don't know why
everything I touch turns to ash in my hands
and shrivels up and dies away
Up and dies away
Gotta get out to the country
gotta let my thoughts stew
I got a lot on my mind
people left and right try to tell me that I'm
throwing my precious time away
Missed calls by the dozen
got my head halfway into an oven
and if one thing is clear
getting out of here aint gonna change a thing
Im the same ole fiend anywhere I go
Anywhere I go
Gotta get out of the basement
gotta exist somehow
I got somewhere to be
So many places that I gotta see
before its too late, too late for me
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6. |
Give Away
01:37
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Now I'm wanting more
than I could ever give,
ever give away
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7. |
Violet
02:49
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There he goes
in his red, yellow and blue
Primary colors, he only wears primary colors
Yeah here he comes, there he goes
in his red, yellow and blue
Primary colors...
Don't wanna mix it up
Or you gonna get
Green, green, green
Everywhere he goes
all the people say
there are endless ways to blend
red, yellow and blue
Primary colors, talkin' bout primary colors
You wanna blend em so bad now don't you
but you gonna get
Violet, violet, oh violet
You wanna blend em so bad now baby
but you gonna get
Violet, violet, oh violet
You wanna blend it so bad now don't you
but you gonna get...
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8. |
Attic
07:00
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Lately I've been taken
back to the attic
back to the attic
but I wake up in the basement
a thousand years old
My mind's been wandering
up to the attic
up to the attic
but my body's in the basement
like a mummy in a tomb
You like to say that you ain't afraid of nothing no
but when you cut
cut out the lights
that wild imagination goes runnin' away
Lately I've been wondering
if nobody sees me
if nobody sees me
then am I just another spirit roaming
hopelessly astray
Lately I've been visited
by my previous
previous version
as if some unfinished business
keeps him always coming back
I said I know what you know
I know where you go
you want me follow
but if I go up there with you
I might never be coming back
Don't make me go back to the attic
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9. |
O O O
01:40
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O O O
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10. |
Shadows Leap
04:36
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Shadows leap off the walls they're on
On it goes, on it goes just like this
till you find yourself
suddenly questioning everything you know
everyone's a shadow
with a nice tight grip on the rug that you're on
Some lights can brighten any room they shine in
no light could touch me now
Some shadows creep,
some shadows weep,
some shadows leap
Shadows leap off the walls they're on
On it goes, on it goes just like this
till you wake up drenched in sweat
clenching your fists
yelling your nonsense out into the pitch black empty abyss
Its a clever trick
shadows dancing in time to the flickering candle flame
Your light has failed you
your light's a pale blue streak upon the wall
Some shadows creep,
some shadows speak,
some shadows leap
Shadows leap off the walls they're on
On it goes, on it goes just like that
but I never seen it that black
knocking my own lights out I hit the ground like soggy sack
Its a dirty trick
shadows closing in round the burnt down candle wick
My light will find you
my light will blind you
my light will grind you up
Some shadows creep,
some shadows weep,
some shadows leap
Shadows leap off the walls they're on
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