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Time Travellers
02:42
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It's the everything I wanted
Encased in Autumn months
Nostalgia by the garden swings
of our street cafe in France
Where we'd run from all that present
And hide eons past
Singing la da da da da da
Our time will always last,
It'll last.....
I'd write a book of past embraces
spilt in spirits on the page
Borrowed from your past and mine
and salt what ache remains
To hell with all that symmetry
The devil's in our plans
As line by line it all runs free
Till with majesty we stand...
Take my hand
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2. |
Cerebral Dream
02:14
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3. |
The Cycle
04:40
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It’s gonna save you
Pretty girl
It’s gonna take and break and wake up
your whole world
So don’t don’t be afraid
to lose
So don’t don’t be afraid
to choose
Don’t pray drink or cry
Just try and realise
So don’t don’t be afraid
to lose
It’s gonna save you
Pretty girl
It’s gonna shake and make and fake
your whole world
So don’t don’t be afraid
to lose
So don’t don’t be afraid
to choose
Don’t pray drink or cry
Just try and realise
So don’t don’t be afraid
to lose
Don’t fight don’t fly just
Come alive
This is the end of
Modern youth
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4. |
Everybody Sings
04:26
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You were a misty eyed and
forlorn thing
naivety incarnate, all wisdom drawn
to spare change in the wind
You woke me with smoke
From a dream in which I had drowned
You’d set fire to the house with a letter
telling me
You’d skipped town
We're going home
You packed yourself a bag
Full of memories of solid ground
As the smoke alarms they sang, they sang..
Burn this fucker down
All the blacked out windows and
smashed up picture frames
Made it easy to hit the road and finally
Finally fly again
We're going home
You're a vision in my headlights
Reminds me of when it was easy to hurt
Before the cancer of livelihood, weighed us..
Weighed us down
As I run your car off the road you spin
Into the fate you found
The tyres oh, the tyres they sing...
Burn this fucker down
We're going home
As I walk across, the desert road
To your burning wreck
The smile in your eyes of
Sex, death and lies
Brings back things, I'll not forget
As I take your hand and carry you free
We survey the haze
We see a town in our gaze, and
one thought comes ablaze...
Burn this fucker down.
We're going home
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