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Final Autumn
04:17
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no one else around me ever seems to understand
the magic in the airwaves tween a child and a band
the child he gets older but the feeling lingers on
nasty world of falsehoods couldn't crush his favorite song
taking time to satisfy this ever growing appetite
nurturing the sense of truth that's always been inside
i'm walking in the drizzle when my legs begin to run
keeping all my notes correct gettin better at the drums
this world is so precarious held up on tilted beams
against these grave uncertainties it seems our futures lean
and from behind the curtains comes a call to carry on
not answering the doubt you feel you start to sing along
living in the final autumn
joyous in the final autumn
righteous in the final autumn
fear not in the final autumn
love is in the final autumn
living in the final autumn
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2. |
Evergreens
02:38
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natures parade is marching
no more useless talking
drums and horns are blaring
colors all start blending
natures parade is marching
silence
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3. |
Scattered
04:26
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fall weather and the frosty chill
memory potion for when you feel ill
forgotten feelings knocking on your door
let them in get to know their lore
lay down in the antiquated world
have a breakfast on the grass and soil
rising out of the evening ferns
floating torches that dance as they burn
i wonder how the pieces fell that way
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4. |
Wind Up Song
02:43
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...and that's the end of it, the summers wallpaper starts peeling
(the room gets cold like clay that doesn't know yet the form it's stealing)
i don't mind the way the weather dictates how i'm feeling
(sometimes when skies are grey it lets me know that i need healing)
spider webs collect the teardrops falling from the ceiling
(bound in shimmering nets til you decide the room needs cleaning)
and i don't mind the way the weather dictates how i'm feeling
(sometimes when skies are grey it lets me know that i need healing)
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5. |
Take a Drink
03:52
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before we all get swallowed up by the last typhoons
will the stockpiles of our weapons get any use?
i don't know, what can you do
take a drink, don't read the news
in the morning, i'll forget, ask how are you?
on the highway, in the backyard, in my room
feelin fine, switches to, feelin doom
but then again, what can you do?
but stir it in this worry soup
take a drink, or spit it out, it's up to you
in the evening i
start to realize
a glimpse of truth
gets infused
in the shoes
traded with you
in the evening i
know just what to do
it's bottled up
a treasure chest
lost at sea
my message left
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6. |
The Dinner Party
01:33
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guests arriving through the door i've left unlocked and sitting down around the table; sounds of talking
i am in the kitchen, a bottle full of poison, is corked without suspicion
do i know what i am doing, am i conscious of what i am serving?
drinking game
guests arriving through the door i've left unlocked and sitting down around the table; sounds of talking
now i'm talking with them, i offer my opinion, and laugh freely and frequent
do you know what i am saying, can you find the missing puzzle pieces?
drinking game
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7. |
Stranger
06:00
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there are parts of life that no one tells you
no tradition or experience warns you
through accident or inherited danger
you find yourself face to face with a stranger
you return so slightly changed
so many flavors won't taste the same
your eyes are dark and they're seeking wildly
the missing pieces in the murder mystery
the sun sets on the clearing empty
tattered clothes where the body should be
not a sound as the birds flock from the trees
so defeated you fall down to your knees
there are parts of life that no one tells you
no tradition or experience warns you
through accident or inherited danger
you find yourself face to face with a stranger
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8. |
Rabbit Hunting
04:32
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let your eyes do the talking to you now
old dog in the wind goes searching for a
scent she can't remember
but she knows her nose wouldn't lie to her
let your eyes do the talking to you now
when you see that sweet thing walking towards a
phantom whistling so high
with perfect pitch its song it's singing to her
let your heart do the talking to you now
when you see the girl is dying and a
million voices whisper
all the the things that facts just will not tell you
let your heart do the talking to you now
when you know that in her mind
the girl is rabbit hunting
(watching leaves falling, caught on gusts and not returning
think i hear a song play, but really i hear nothing)
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9. |
Wind Down Song
02:24
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10. |
Hibernate
04:37
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water drips down from atrophied icicles
like you'd expect, the winter was fickle
remember the monsters that formed from the snow
in winters you weathered a long time ago
now the temperatures changed, but are you still the same?
you hibernate a while
lost in the wild
a captive child
wind in your eyes
time's flashing by
open up the door please come inside
rodents still forage for scraps from the branches
what cannot learn will be sorely disadvantaged
the road map is gone in the boiling seawater
no coolness is found in the shadows of fathers
when the world starts to change will we be the same
will we hibernate a while
lost in the wild
a captive child
wind in your eyes
time's flashing by
open up the door please come inside
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