1. |
Intro
00:58
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2. |
Fools Gold Or The Lion
05:10
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Know me
Open me
Slice me
Entice me
Breed me
Bleed me
Lead me
Feed me to the black tongue
Find them
Blind them
Guide them
Lie to them
Brew then
Exclude them
Chew, spit,
Stewing in a mud pen
I don't wanna die lying next to you
Don't sell me your gold, a fool's greatest tool
See that
Party scat
Big fat
Dirty rat
Low hat
Tit for tat
Cork bat
Body fat
Sad sack
Bureaucrat
Telling you do this do that
Hot gat
Pretty cat
Lying flat
Dead upon a cold mat
I don't wana die lying next to you
Don't sell me your gold, a fool's greatest tool
I don't wana die posing next to you
Don't sell me your gold, a fool's greatest tool
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3. |
Moon Farm
02:51
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4. |
Sand In My Toes
02:46
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I've been watching while the mountains ache
I've been staring from across the lake
Realizing all the waves rolling in
Wonder when they're gonna break
At the border of a rising sea
At the edge of an epiphany
I know there's nowhere else left to run
But is there nothing left to be?
Through the immorality
Is it over for me?
Sand's gathering between my toes
I wonder where the garden grows
Where where where where wherwherwhrher
Take the bait and it'll be okay
While the canopy is cut away
And the fingers with the force of it all
Don't have anything to say
Pacing stipulating all of this time
Waitin' waitin' waitin' for a new line
Then the serpent slithers up to you ear
Saying everything is fine
Just gonna take a little time
But, baby, none of it's mine
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5. |
Cycles
04:37
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Hello morning, didn't hear you come in
Through the shattered window
The same as yesterday, the news is anyway
Well what do I know
About it now?
Oh cycles you repeat
Shifting warmth into cold
Well i'll find a reason between the folds
Burning beanstalks all along the sidewalks
Threatening inhibition
Stuck in a sandbar or sprawled in the courtyard
Change your disposition
To see that side
Oh vision come to me
Keep me warm through the cold
I'll find a reason between the folds
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6. |
Packing
03:53
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Almost done
Packing for the voyage
3-2-1
Insufficient storage
Traveling
Through the starry vacuum
I can't think
Of a world without you
Tuning all the microbeams
Tryin' to find your frequency
I packed undies and spare parts
But I couldn't pack your heart
I brought meters for all measures
But I left behind my treasure
I got my food paste and my taters
But not my alligator
I've got my helmet and my space gloves
But I still don't have my love
Coming up
On our destination
Not enough
Gator at the station
I don't know
How I'll keep on turning
Computer,
Keep the engines burning
Tuning all the microbeams
Tryin' to find your frequency
I packed undies and spare parts
But I couldn't pack your heart
I brought meters for all measures
But I left behind my treasure
I got my food paste and my taters
But not my alligator
I've got my helmet and my space gloves
But I still don't have my love
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7. |
Radiation/Cryonics
04:12
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Hey
I want to tell you
All my relations
And of surviving
The radiation and all the
Hardest times
Oh, In the rift
There's a lot of hands
I'm dealing with
Yeah
I'm on my own now
The world's upside down
But in the shadows
I'll find my way 'round the labyrinth
In due time
Ah, look around
There's a lot of things
I'm feeling now
You want the fountain's skin
There's no shell to crawl within
To rise up with the tide
Don't hide. Don't hide
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8. |
Flight Bridge
02:01
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9. |
Through The Porthole
06:59
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Can you hear me calling as i steer?
Minimal vibrations way out here
Pillars of creation getting near
Everything sounds different way out here
Nebulae collide in blue and green
Still there's something else I'd rather see
Hey, Computer, take the wheel from me
There is something else I need to see
Staring through the porthole
Searching for you
Staring through the starboard-hole
Searching for you
Staring through the stern hole
Back at you
Staring through the bow hole
Trying to find you
Can you hear me calling as i steer?
Minimal vibrations way out here
Alligator don't you disappear
I'll remember you from way out here
Can't you hear me crawling as i steer?
Minimal vibrations way out here
Alligator don't you disappear
I'll remember you from way out here
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10. |
Maintenance
02:00
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11. |
Robot Love
04:15
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I was in the dock
I was thinkin' about a song
I was in the tunnel
Thinking 'bout a song
So I tuned into my satellite it sounded kinda wrong
But I hear that signal barreling along
Circuits switching; open closed
I feel there's something I don't know
What is this force? I feel it pull
Not everything's empirical
Well I may find nothing
But a virus in the end
I may never know
What my circuitry intends
Rebooted but the sentiment is coming on again
That a box like me could find more than a friend
But wait...
Turning gears
Numbers
Feels
Wait
Calculating, pardon, need to
Wait
My algorithms can't explain it
Wait, wait, wait...
Pull me out my metal chassis
Weight
Just another season turning
Grey
Reasons need a little less to
Stay
It circulates throughout my rubber
Veins
Something more than binary can
Say
My substructure is boiling
Potates
But I will roll beside you if you
Wait, wait, wait wait
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12. |
Eating By Myself
02:44
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What is this thin division
Spreading such indecision?
I've heard a thousand voices
But they all leave me wishing
Out in the naked meadow
Branches entwine as they grow
But in my steely spire
I wonder where did they go
Eating by myself
I cannot be alarmed
In this fragile time
From trees and ancient dew baths
I'll watch you count what you have
Jugaad through narrow spaces
A narrow mind erases
And I don't feel that different
From white hat so omniscient
And if you had my shoes on
Maybe you'd understand
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13. |
Rotary
02:36
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14. |
From The Outside pt. I
03:24
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There was a foundation
It found the shore and came undone
It was no fallacy
To emulsify and banish me
Stuck in a frame unhung
No foot to step on ladder rung
Floating without a breeze
A faded light, you find release
I'm on the outside
Viewing the inner plane
And from the outside
Inward don't seem so tame
Clear your mind's shelf
Untie yourself
Vessels on track
Always come back
Floating through my
Floating through my world
Iridescent
Iridescent light
I'm on the outside
Viewing the inner plane
And from the outside
Inward don't seem so tame
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15. |
From The Outside pt. II
03:35
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faux furrs Chicago, Illinois
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On their sonic expeditions they keep it fun and weird but always real.
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