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Find The Moon In Tokyo
03:57
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When I try to look through my third eye
All I see are rising tides
All the birds are bathed in light
From the moon, pulling us from on high
But she's sinking slowly past my window view
So I wave at you
If I come home, what would you do?
If I stay gone, would you leave too?
Now, I'm not sure just where you'd go
But find my love, my love, the moon in Tokyo
Ego, die and don't come back to life
I don't want to see you smile
Putting my humanity on trial
Lock it up for a while
I'll be staring up through my cell door
I hope you know
If I come home, what would you do?
If I stay gone, would you leave too?
Now, I'm not sure just where you'd go
But find my love, my love, the moon in Tokyo
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Prospero
03:14
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We'll dissolve into thin air like a fading dream
So I fend off thoughts
Those intruders in the dust try to steal you from me
But I could feel the storms forming
I could see the clouds parting
I always want to be the sorcerer to take your pain away
Oh Love, we waste so much
My time is coming, so look at me
I will always love you
Please never forget these able days
Put your hands through my hair and say my name
Cause it's yours for eternity
We've been so laissez-faire and just let it be
But what was it I tried to say?
My walls are primed and painted
And the actors are paid
Now just fear and trembling remain
I always want to be the sorcerer to take your pain away
Oh Love, we waste so much
My time is coming, so look at me
I will always love you
Please never forget these able days
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Goth
02:42
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Paint my toenails black
Cause we won't walk together, I overslept
My pretty dreams of blight and plight
Past lives bunched together, squished and stacked
To shove behind walls and nourish the rats
Oh, they don't live forever, but they don't fret, no
Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo, my pet
No, we don't live forever yet
Wine, coke, and smoke, and smack
Just heave us rebels straight into the trash
We're former goths in fairy hats
Stay up and we'll come trooping through your grass
Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Li-Li-Li
Crying Eileen jumped off the ridge and died
She's a fairy, sings at night, and paints our spirits white
We've got ourselves if nothing else
We've got to please ourselves if nothing else
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Knight Of Nights
03:52
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I was a Russian prince, kneeling by the water
Gazing at my reflection, a Narci-Frankenstein
A ripple takes my face to slaughter
Far away, a battered bell chimes
Turning day to night
Climbing up to the top of the tree of life
You won't believe all I have seen
I'll become the vaunted knight of night
To protect my daytime king
To be here with you now, what does it mean?
There's an influx of time on either side of our lives
And no proof of eternal being
Even every shining star will lose its light
Darkened skies colour my dreams
Wake, my love
Feel the breeze
Coming off this coldrefresheternal spring
Free yourself and swim with me
Climbing up to the top of the tree of life
You won't believe all I have seen
I'll become the vaunted knight of night
To protect my daytime king and queen
It's you, it's me
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White Swans
02:16
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Horses traipse through my dreams
Goldenrod and white swans float near me
Singing songs from older times
Silence breaks when you speak sorrow
Verse and line predicting destruction
Aster, wheat, and pine
A rush of wind and grey clouds
Disturb the clear and bright
Blue skies shielding my sweet
From the long night
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