1. |
Come Untangled
02:54
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Come Untangled
There is no sweet relief here
Scratching that itch just makes it worse
And those thoughts won’t come untangled
If you flinch every time they hurt
Knee deep in the woods is where you see this through
You see neither tree nor woods until you see this through
Knee deep in the woods is where you see this through
You see neither tree nor woods until you see this through
Now come untangled
It’s nothing but a knot in your head
That you pull tighter
With every backward step
And here we are once again
There is no sweet relief here
Scratching that itch just makes it worse
And those thoughts won’t come untangled
If you flinch every time they hurt
Knee deep in the woods is where you see this through
You see neither tree nor woods until you see this through
Knee deep in the woods is where you see this through
You see neither tree nor woods until you see this through
Now come untangled
Geppetto made a doll out of wood
Now cut these strings and move of your own accord
How I would
If I could
Shake this off and wake up
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2. |
Sinister
04:05
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Sinister
They say left handed means generally smart
Cus when they’re babies they work extra hard
Cus the world isn’t built for them, right down to opening doors
So things that come to most with natural ease
Become a problem in the brains of the weird
And the extra hard work is a boon in their formative years
I think my brain was glued in back to front
I like so many things that most people don’t
I have always been what the kids at school call weird
But you know that cavemen started roaming in mobs
Maybe the loners are just highly evolved
Smacked up like Lance, breaking away from the peloton
Well, people are cruel sometimes
You’ve gotta learn how not to mind
Or otherwise you’ll change yourself to fit within their lines
They’ve got brick walls for eyes
When they shout ‘weirdo’ it can feel like a curse
But I can think of at least one thing that’s worse
Let your weird light shine so the others can find you
And they say that names are unlike sticks and stones
But you are more than just the sum of your bones
And I hope you don’t break from the weight of them calling
Things evolve
Problems solved by mutation, genes gone wrong
We came from the sea through happy accidents
Through vocal cords that learned to speak by mutation, some shout ‘freak’
The irony is lost on some
The ordinary overrun
But the beauty of the world lies in the freak
They say left handed means generally smart
Cus when they’re babies they work extra hard
Because the world isn’t built for them
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3. |
Spurious
04:46
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Spurious
Wait around for lazy saints and burn the eiderdown
There’ll be no distraction, neither sight nor sound
Waltz around like kings and queens, proudly glimmering
Of the flesh you own and the rot that won’t set in
Darkle, tinct, may I be frank, that you do still run
Though our story ends the protagonist goes on
Wait around for lazy saints, I hope you’re doing well
Because your disciples can’t decide themselves
Mother Mary, drop me a line
Your son’s been out all night cold and crying
And I can’t get the fix out his arm in the dark
He checked my spine for a watermark
And I came up spurious
I always knew I was a lie
God failed the polygraph
Everything’s broken inside
Mary Magdalene, what’s going on?
You and your boys and a squadron of dogs
That ate the body and drank up the blood
Just like any good follower should, well
Did they get halos?
Are they up there in the sky?
Wagging their tails
A hungry look in their eye
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4. |
Deuteranomaly
02:23
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Deuteranomaly
Camouflage colours side by side
If blue and green seem alike that’s
Due to deuteranomaly
But maybe the sky is green
We see alike in ways
But
It isn’t quite the same
Sugar razor, bite the hand away
Old Albert watched a running clock
Sat on a yellow bus and
He wondered, ‘would time itself be right
If seen at the speed of light?’
And, of course, he was right
It isn’t quite the same
Sugar razor, bite the hand away
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5. |
Telepathy for Beginners
01:51
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Anona
02:48
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Her name is Anona, but she doesn’t answer to that
A soul like an ocean and grin like a Cheshire cat
She squeaks when she speaks in a voice that is made out of jam
And all Occam’s razor would say is there’s another, the end
I don’t know why I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
Beneath it the sweetness has faded away
I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
There’s nought wrong with speaking, we’re friendly, I’m barely aware
There is no commotion, an ocean away from affair
But between the lines there might be something more that was said
And I’d be a liar if I hoped it was all in my head
I don’t know why I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
Beneath it the sweetness has faded away
I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
I don’t know why I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
Beneath it the sweetness has faded away
I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
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7. |
Golly Gosh
04:09
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Golly Gosh
Roll away and hide
And burn away the lie
Everybody loves sweet Carol-Anne
She got everybody eating out of the palm of her hand
And her mother and her father are never gonna understand
Boxes for the books
And keys left on a hook
Everybody love that jelly roll
But every now and then you gotta get the engine under control
And the truth is I’ve not seen this ever before
Is Divers mine or yours?
I’ve never been sure
Oil on the drive as she’s pulling away
You know it’s a mistake but it’s far too late to say
You can keep it, I don’t need it anymore
Those songs are broken
They just sound like a slamming door
Golly gosh, it got a hold on you
You couldn’t stop now if you wanted to
You’re falling out of grace
It’s as obvious as the nose on your face
Have a lollipop, you little child
Doing what you want without compunction
The gum lost all its taste
Used and thrown away
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8. |
Victor
06:20
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Victor
Victor, mate, this is long past a joke
Your dear monster’s not pulleys and rope
Unaware of the rules of behaviour for where he’s been thrown
Built from parts like a substitute pet
Limping round with a bolt through his neck
Like a beacon that screams to the world that he shouldn’t exist
Tell me, how can he talk without lying when born into this?
And the mob acts as mobs always act
Kill the monster with fire and axes
Attack and think after the act has redacted the flaw
Well I saw what they did, I don’t feel like myself anymore
Justifying the game that they play
With their stories of devils and flames
Like a sermon delivered by robots, no stake in the game
So detached from their actions, and proud of their merciful slaying
Burned alive
Windmill afire
Through heat haze both focus and blur are entwined
As one world lessens…
…one arrives
From my first life
A woman I loved kneeling down at my side
Soothing apparition
Blur the line
The violence is mine
Born fully formed, but confused as a child
Everything forgiven
She takes my hand like we’re at the Grand
Curtain drawn, opening chord from the band
Then the light flickers…
Victor, mate, this is long past a joke
Your dear monster’s not pulleys and rope
Unaware of the rules of behaviour for where he’s been thrown
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