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Premonition
02:36
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There's a second light inside of me
There's a wing behind the dream
In this teetering fraternity
Living life behind a screen
A sudden snap toward sobriety
Where death and life becomes the theme
A scene plays out enough to quiet me
But who am I to intervene?
You and me, yeah, we're quite similar
Got the old wind at my back
And we've prayed in separate ways
Kept our own secrecy pact
There's an albatross inside of me
A cardinal gift behind the seam
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Three Sad Tigers
03:29
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Dreams of sleep, sowing what's already reaped
The dominoes they fall, what a three year curtain call
Time moves slow, telling me it's time to go
Present never seems to end, but I'm three sheets to the wind
Father I can barely speak, my burdens heavy my knees are weak
Now the cat's got mother's tongue, I'm all grown up but still too young
Where do I call home, a teacup in a summer storm
Your name is carved into my arm, my future's written in your palm
I'll tell this tale, while my head fights tooth and nail
Turning back into myself, these blue devils won't expel
Less than dead, never was or could have been
I'll swallow the sun, just to spite myself and run
Never ending lost cause, tired of fighting corners
This time, I'm just looking for an exit
CHORUS
How can I call home? A phantom screaming down the phone
Now that you are gone - an apparition in the calm
Where did I go wrong? A teacup in a summer storm
Your name is carved into my arm, my future's written in your palm
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Fool's Gold
04:00
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A winter night surrounding when you stole my heart
A summer day when it got took apart
Overheard confessions that I'd ruined your plans
So tear yourself away from my red hands
Keeping up appearances, it's all a façade
As God approaches us with open palms
Fame and fortune, say the rich, is just not worth a try
While Midas dares to touch the sky
They say all that glitters isn't golden at all
And heavy is the head that wears the crown
Everybody's hero has a rise and a fall
What goes up must someday come back down
Sometimes being a sinner is what makes a saint, a saint
But the truth it always gets us in the end
Then what doesn't kill you makes you wish that it had
The reason to keep going's in demand
CHORUS
I think I'm ready to be
The richest man in the graveyard
The driest man in the sea
I think I love to hate you
Tear the wall down brick by brick
I need a break from me
CHORUS
People say that riches only come from yourself
But all I know is bad things come in threes
I was told that loneliness is bad for your health
But I guess nobody's watching over me
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5. |
The Forest
06:51
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Faceless in a crowd
Lying to myself
Inner thoughts out loud
Wishing I was someone else
Take a look around
Force myself outside
Shovel up the ground
Down six feet but still alive
So much of you I am yet to see
There's so much of you I am yet to breathe
A soul exhales as it watches senses fail
Midnight haunts the town
I am yet to call my home
Heavy is the crown
I am cursed to call my own
Forests reaching out
Take me underneath its wing
I have lost my count
Of scars that time will fix the sting
So much of you I am yet to see
There's so much of you I am yet to breathe
Have I been found
Do you want me around?
(From Elsewhen:)
I met the devil today I think
she had your eyes I saw her finish off her drink
She said sit down, relax, I'm not here for you
It's been a while my friend, a catch up's overdue
Maybe I'm a sinner
But good luck being a saint
Distance has no winners
But it helps soothe the pain
There's so much of you I am yet to see
So much of you I am yet to breathe
My lungs heave breaths
Your head settles on my chest
Let's sleep,
Forget the rest
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Canción De La Guacamaya
04:24
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Your flash of colour, hyacinth blue
Your scarlet red flies by, you twist and corkscrew
You said to me, "sit down it's time to breathe,
We've got some news for you you won't believe"
But you've got to tear a heart out just to put it on a sleeve
You're on the right track, baby, it's alright now
Listen to yourself!
Just let it all come out of the end of a pen, my friend
Get yourself some help!
You know we're all just 'tryna figure it out and be the best that we can be
Set those wings free!
You're on the right track, baby, it's alright
Don't let me down, oh, don't let me down, no
I cannot sit here and listen to your flock
I must be going got to get to the top
But our performance is not simply an art
You got to listen to the knowledge we impart
That you cannot pull a dagger out of every bleeding heart
Never ending lost cause
Tired of fighting corners
Should've started singing "this is the life!
this is the life for me!"
My headspace echoes
And it twists asunder
This time
I'm just searching for an exit
CHORUS
You're on the right track, baby, it's fine
If you're gonna let me down, oh, please let me down slow!
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I: TO DRIFT
Locked in silence
In a cushioned gust of air
Destination anywhere
Caged in violence
How immaculate divine
The distinction is not mine
To make
Kept inside us
Our desire to take to air
On a wing and a prayer
Hunted, righteous
Our questions don't align
A breath amongst the pine
For your sake
II: TO FIND / TO FLY / TO KILL
Another feather in your cap
Another visceral clean up act
I'm left to deal with
Must you take
All you break
A mother shields her offspring's eyes
As you descend to turn the tide
Your kill is so clean
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III: TO FLOAT//TRANSMISSION/INTERCEPTS/FREQUENCY:01.14//A/H/T
Float on, float on
Descend to solid ground
(Crying out for help around!)
Float on, wax wings (Float on!)
See how they burn to nothingness
(No ashes left to keep for this!)
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IV: TO ACQUIESCE
I come before you, tattered and frayed
And offer all you wish for a trade
You find me broken, shattered, afraid
I am a lonely man
I am a lonely man
I have seen you, in the back of my mind
I approach you, in ill health and time
"WE SEE ALL.
US ABOVE ALL."
Would you grant me a solitary wish?
A life-line, for aviary bliss?
"WE FIND THIS REQUEST EXTRAORDINARY.
WE FIND YOUR THOUGHTS INSURRECTIONARY.
ONE MUST COMPLETE OUR TEST JUDICIARY.
AN OPEN MIND. A VISIONARY."
I am a lonely man
"TELL US WHAT YOU FIND."
I am a lonely man
"YOU DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME."
I am a broken man
"A VISIONARY HOST"
I am a lonely man
"YOU MUST FIND THE GHOST"
V: TO SEE
Another desperate cry for help
Another broken sense of self
I'm left to deal with
I can't see
I can't breathe
A premonition of the apparition that stole from me
Must you break,
All you take?
I shield the light that blinds the eye
As you return to fly inside
Must you break, (FLOAT ON.)
All you take? (WAX WINGS.)
I can't take
One more ache
Must you break
All you take
A click of the finger, a flicker of flame
The pieces are set
So who starts the game?
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The Austringer UK
Indie Prog
austringer (plural austringers)
1. (obsolete) A keeper of goshawks.
2. (falconry) A falconer who uses accipiters for hunting.
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