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Mystic Cup
05:28
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Jeans on the floor, tangled up in a ball
We're so fucked up, drunk in love, drunken love
Every night, you've been picking flowers from my low-hanging garden
Eating all the apricots and praying to our wasted gods
For mystic cups and souls to be pardoned
Muse in the sky, frighten me while I'm high
Address space and time, like a snotty child, it hides and lies
When Orpheus and Eurydice traversed the skies of hell
She gently slipped down, 'cause he couldn't keep his promise
Death is like a magnet and our bones are flimsy metal cases
Breaking apart just to keep us honest
My head is a psilocybin soup again, it's obsessed with faith
Could I find some meaning in the overpass of a lost highway?
When I saw you last, I was a sullen wreck of a man
But now I dream and sing
Waking to the magpies chirping in the rain
Before they bring me away
As we fly past lakes and trees and city life, I pause to think
Of what this all should've looked like before we came
When I saw you last, I was a sullen wreck of a man
But now I dream and sing
Drinking from the mystic cup is all that I'll ever need
To pass these days
I've made peace with a vision of the afterlife, so I don't pray
I don't talk about my place in time, I won't waste these days
When I saw you last, I was a sullen wreck of a man
But now I dream and sing
Waking to the magpies chirping in the rain
It's all I'll ever need
When I saw you last, I was a sullen wreck of a man
Drinking from the mystic cup is all that I'll ever need
To pass my days
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Jupiter
02:40
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Race me to the island
Chase me through the trees
You can teach me how to swim like Nereus
Waiting for new weather
Wading through the streams
She is something I hope never leaves me alone
The way I see it, I should pray
To the gods for this great day with you
Keep me at a distance
Or hold me super close
Like the moons of Jupiter and I am Pluto
Put me in an icebox
And break me on your knees
I'll shatter in a thousand pieces
I'll be a puzzle
Piece me back together
Frame me on your wall
I'll be like a Goya portrait...or Picasso
Touch me when you're saddened
Feel me like a breeze
You are something I hope never leaves me alone
Don't leave me alone
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Dream Haunted
03:59
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We were waiting for an act of God
When an angel came
With blazing sirens and a hundred eyes, all red with flames
Signaling the end had finally come
An end that we so longed for
Dream-haunted, I lead the way
Just leave the bodies down where the lay
Brave crosses and promised lands
Bloody streams, soft clay, and sand
Shooting stars every night
They don't mean a thing if we don't see the city lights
But we could be there this time next year
And then they'll take on a new life
Disbelievers were everywhere, I could feel them stare
They snicker silently as I walk by, but I don't care
Cause the rain has finally come
A rain that we so longed for
Dream-haunted, I lead the way
Just leave the bodies down where they lay
Brave crosses and promised lands
Bloody streams, soft clay, and sand
Surround! Surround!
Let's lay siege to this town, then burn it down to the ground
I swear, I saw it this way
Let the horns sound!
The song played clear from the clouds
And then the thunder pounds
Do you still think that I am sane?
Or will you make me a slave?
Or will I turn into a saint?
You'll try to burn me alive, but I'll walk through your wall of fire
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Persepolis
04:02
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The hooks of love
They'll take you anywhere under the sun
To LA, NYC, Persepolis, or Greece
The Gate of All Nations, it welcomes us
It takes generations to generate royal blood
It takes generations to build this up
And a night to burn it down
My book's full up
With creation myths and founding tales
Of LA, NYC, Persepolis, and Greece
The true mystery is in where we failed
It takes generations to generate royal blood
It takes generations to build this up
And a night to burn it down
Do you see what I see?
There's a map up ahead
It says there's buried treasure right beneath our feet
So fall to your knees and dig like your life is on it
It takes generations to generate royal blood
It takes generations to build this up
And a night to burn it down
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