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All Afternoon
04:15
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All afternoon I change my colours
But what is it with blue
All afternoon in shades unnumbered
Each one feeling untrue
They say we hide in plain view
I can't agree with that more
All afternoon I sit encumbered
Night comes feeling too soon
All afternoon spent in slumber
Time moves broken in two
They say we hide in plain view
I can't agree with that more
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Staying Power
05:01
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I put my hands down onto the sidewalk to feel the sun
Weird that it holds there the heat of a star just outside the shop
Walking in circles that grow ever wider each time they're spun
Will I have tired in spirit and body when they are done
Nothing has the power to stay in my heart too long
It's a lie I'm hoping to outrun
I put my hands down to rest at my side when you have gone
Out in the hills there wrapped in a silence easily won
While I am here I've heard it is nice to be overcome
Though I am hopeful that it's decided I could be wrong
Nothing has the power to stay in my heart too long
It's a lie I'm hoping to outrun
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3. |
Gil
03:17
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Gil why have you forgot my name
I don't exist but I still feel the pain
For twenty years never knowing where I'd lay down my head
Still would you talk to me
Gil every card I had I played
Now everything is stripped away
Feel the never-ending bright of day on my head
Still would you talk to me
Friend when will you accept your fate
I know it's hard feeling like you are castrate
Now it's been years since I even heard your voice
If i had heard it at all
Friend I don't know what to say
I wasn't there anyway
Things haven't really gone our way
Though I'd ask still would you talk to me
Still would you talk to me
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4. |
Leaving the House
05:39
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When it is safe to leave the house
More self assured with every doubt
Bring me the flail honey
Or don't if you love me
Walking the crowd when it gets dark
Every touch feels like it marks
How did it get through the hard shell and to me
Now
I haven't seen you oft enough
How could it be
I only held you but the once
Everyday
It shows it's face then turns to run
What could it be
But that same memory come undone
All I could say is just torn from me
I am incomparable in every way but one
No indication comes to show me it is done
All I could say is just torn from me
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Spate
05:44
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Out in the blue of night
Where common filth delight some
In lieu of change
Wade into blood's good spate
Feel ready and unweighed by love
In that it pays well
I never say enough when I oughta be saying enough
Just give it up
Did you get paid enough?
Is it okay?
Does every name still smart the way you want them to?
All hours laid to waste
Some troublesome uncouth cunt
Who knows no pain
Or so he seems to say
Out in the writing sea of fame
All night just drinking in the waves
I never say enough when I oughta be saying enough
Just give it up
Did you get paid enough?
Is it okay?
Does every name still smart the way you want them to?
All outward facing blame
Blind terror knows your name I trust
We'll be in touch
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6. |
Such a Night
04:03
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Such a night
Sweet confusion under the moonlight
Such a night
Steal away the time is right
(You) Caught my eye with a glance that said
If I don't do it y'know
Somebody else will
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7. |
Tired
03:39
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I have to go out
In the car
Just to the next town, you say
Ain't it a little far
I know it is
Don't think I'd split
It's just I'm tired
So tired
Just let me rest
I try to be there
When I can improve
The feel and colour
Within a certain room but
If I can spare
Being laid bare
I'll say
I'm tired
So tired
Just let me rest
I have it all to learn but then again
I guess with anything
That can bestow truth
It always pays well
To give a little too
I only try to give you mine
It's just
I'm tired
So tired
Just let me rest
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Jayke Maddison Melbourne, Australia
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