1. |
Curiosity
02:52
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Open my eyes
To my surprise
Awakened for to search the sky
And in the dark
A pulsing spark
For which to plant my Noah's Ark
They pull me down to the ground
They pull me down
What have I found?
The air is thick
It makes me sick
The atmosphere tore through my ship
The space and sea
Present to me
A vision of this galaxy
My goal is found as I drown
My goal is found
I hear this sound
I transcend
Through the end
But all this thinking has got me high
All the planets have aligned
And all of us feel it inside
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2. |
Mostly Harmless
02:31
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Creeping behind my shoulder
The days are growing colder
Now I've found that sound was taken down
Disfunction, worthless order
Our days are growing shorter
Stop and watch our hands are getting lost
At what cost?
The days are growing colder
The bots are taking over
They watch us lose our grip
They watch us giving up the ship
We can't compete with wire and chips
You do it
They monitor behavior
We demonstrate our state of mind
They find in time we're mostly blind
Mostly blind
Give it up
We've lost
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3. |
Satellite
03:09
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Your shadow's above me
While you're thinking of me
Alright
You enter the water
Confused and improper
Yet all you can tell me
is what to believe
Alright
There's light
Alright
You're right
I don't know nothing
Nothing that's right
Alright
I don't know nothing
Nothing that's right
I know you can see it
The flaws in your prophet
But I don't know nothing
Nothing that's right
Alright
I don't know nothing
Nothing that's right
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4. |
Poltergeist
02:51
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I can't sleep at night for the rest I strive
I don't need the light to provide insight
I don't see the end of this suffering
I can't comprehend what I'm up against
I can't seize what's barely out of reach
In my mind, I feel the poltergeist
I don't sleep at night. I no longer try
I can't fight what's nearly out of sight
In my mind, I see the poltergeist
I can't split from this new space I fit
In my mind, I am the poltergeist
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5. |
Octopoda
03:31
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I'll take you to the sea
We'll see what we can see
Forget our memories
And curiosity
Come along with me
'Cause we were meant to leave
With darkness overhead
We'll seak the ocean bed
Our drawings will suggest
That we had meant to rest
We'll swim until we can't
And breath the sea and sand
We'll pray to god for land
He will not lend a hand
We're aiming for the end
The oceans waiting, friend
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6. |
Cattle
03:52
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Inhale the burning light
Feed on the open spite
Sparks, pale and lonely, keep with your only sight
Alright
Simple and complex lines
Dry and supplying time
Follow the only
Yours could be shortly mine, in time
Millions of people underwater lined up like cattle to the slaughter
Ignore the fetters, and you're better paid
Loud in our dull silence
Buying to not buy it
The image is old, so you shouldn't hold your breath
Millions of people underwater lined up like cattle to the slaughter
Ignore the fetters, and you're better made
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7. |
Almost Getting Nowhere
03:26
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I had a key; you got a new lock
Left a note for you in street chalk
It's so much easier when we talk
Than making plans upon the sidewalk
Open a bottle to remember
We were almost getting nowhere
Although this sentiment is godsent
I don't care too much for credence
Speaking much louder than you need
You elaborate your pipe-dream
Is there someone who is listening?
All this logic has no reason
We could debate this thing for hours
We could speak a little louder
Indeed, we all may have a purpose
Yours is just making me nervous
A cigarette to help me look back
In the smoke, I see what I lack
What I see is not a new age
Just a memory in decay
As the days pass, it fades to nothing
With the convenience of a button
Lost in thought, a vision surfaced
In the language of the wordless
I can't tell
I can't tell
Just as well
Just as well
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8. |
Imagine & Machine
03:16
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Paper shores, white lining
A brightness, a blinding
An ocean of words drowning
An ocean submerging
The waves are crashing, black
An ink and parchment splash
Yet all I see is how to get back to sleep
Sigh now and turn back
Picture what you lack
Seeing is seeing that
Seeing is looking back
A shining shimmering
That cannot be unseen
A vision on the screen if you track the speech
Caught in a wake trap
Stare at the ceiling cracks
Caught somewhere in between
Imagine and machine
There's darkness where you've been so get back to sleep
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9. |
Happy Birthday, Computer
03:44
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All this wind and all this rain are turning skull and brain detaining all I say and sob away
It's fine
Shock and awe complete install of all the lull and speculated fall
A call
A stall
A stab before it all
I don't mind at all
I don't find it fun to call
I don't mind at all
I don't find it fun to call
Catch a train insane and vain though something catches you: a chain
And now you stop
Just stop
Just stop, come on let's talk
Break the news clean cut no bruise both loose to choose the clues
And now we dance
To take the chance of new romances
I don't mind at all
I don't find it fun to call
Looking back you cut no slack and no attack puts you off track and once you lose
You lose
You lose the right to choose
Aim to please and safety leaves you sitting holding out your keys
You're open
Waiting
Hoping you don't bleed
I don't mind at all
I don't find it fun to call
I don't mind at all
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