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Station
01:24
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Capo
04:31
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When you talk in your dreams it doesn't really mean anything
And nothing is as it seems because perception doesn't mean anything
Your perception doesn't mean anything
The air is clear and cold because the moisture in the sky, it won't hold
It's just trying to deal with all that moisture in the air
It's got to go somewhere
When you talk in your dreams it doesn't really mean anything
And I'm smiling because I don't see another way to deal with everything
It's just another way to deal with everything
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And when you don't know where to go
Just swim towards the morning glow
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Train Talk
01:20
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5. |
Dozing
03:45
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Silence come to me
I am done with the cacophony
Please let me sleep
Because in the night the sweet silence speaks
The sweet voice, it fills my head
Like hunger in the hunter when the boar's being bled
And I can't retain everything that's said to me
But I'll never lose the meaning
Whisper sweet white lies
As the vacuum swallows up my night
The soldiers they've all gone home
Now no one ever has to be alone
The sweet voice, it fills my head
As all the dreams of childhood come back again
And I can't retain everything that's said to me
But I'll never lose the meaning
The sweet voice, it fills my head
Like light flooding in through the cracks in curtains
And I can't retain everything that's said to me
But I'll never lose the meaning
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6. |
Project Satan
03:42
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It's to the smell of stale beer that you've awoken
Spilling onto mattress, making the stains even
Your bed's the canvas, your shit's the paint
It's the work you study everyday
Hypnotized by the mess
You feel your head fill up with stress
That coffee in your cup
It's warm and black
And you've got nothing good in your head
So you might as well focus on that
But now you've focused much too long
And all that warmth in your cup, it's gone
What'll you do with this cold cup?
It's enough to make a mellow fellow erupt
You're spent up, mellow fellow erupt
You'll find something good to think about soon
But for now you might as well destroy your room
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8. |
Floyd's Dream
01:50
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9. |
NYC
04:48
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It's odd to think of New York City
The glittering billboards and shifting facing
(That shifting facing blazing)
While staring at the stars on the highway
All alone
(I wish that I was stoned)
But I'm heading home
I loved you
But I was crazy
I loved you
But just intangibly
I loved you
But I can't say what I want us to be
No way
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Astoria
09:29
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I never thought it'd be this hard to write a song
But confusion breeds confusion and I haven't said otherwise in so long
So your impact is a bit hard to explain
Without falling into the same stupid fucking cliches
What if I say, "I'm within reach to an end to searching
I've found my beach it's within reach"
I see the beauty in feeling the ghost rays swarm around my head
The sand seems soft and warm
I'd like it burying up my limbs
But as I stop think, I start to sink
I'm unaware
As my arms are all rubber
Comprehension stutters
But I'll never stop swimming, I swear
I swear I'll never stop swimming toward you
Please don't leave me my sweet beach
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