1. |
Go Slowly
03:12
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Go Slowly
all the things unsaid
I spent the nights beside you in this bed
awake but half asleep
a universe away from you I dream
go slowly now.
go slowly now.
go faster now.
she comes in colours.
she dreams in sepia.
we share a fantasy
a universe of poems sleep in me
your dress upon the floor
bat your pretty eyes and close the door
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2. |
Bury It
04:23
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Bury It
you weren't a good man but you made us cry
all lights and explosions in the public eye
where do you bury your secrets these days?
the dirt is still fresh so they're finding all the graves
I've taken your pictures down from my wall
I walk out the door like it's nothing at all
no more heroes' voices will echo these walls
no more songs in the night to catch me when I fall
you can't bury everything you've done
you can't hide the truth from everyone
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3. |
Tongues
05:23
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Tongues
I had the smallest thought
now it's my biggest problem
it scattered with the sun
but now the night is falling
I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong
but fuck it
you sing my song and it turns me on
let's touch tongues
like there's nothing wrong with it
like the world is ours again
like we live and die for it
I like the way you watch me walk out of a room
did you get here late or did I come too soon?
take the cigarette from your mouth
I guess we made our bed, but we don't have to sleep
I wear my heart on my sleeve, you hang your heart on me
we can burn the whole world down down
let's touch tongues
cause there's nothing wrong with it
cause the world is ours again
we live and die for it
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4. |
Unfound
04:12
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Unfound
she held my hand as the sun came up
wished we could never sleep again
the dust between the needle and vinyl
synched to the rhythm of our hearts
we told ourselves we'd never fall
for pretty words to keep us down
we promised that we'd have it all someday
that we'd escape the underground
unfound
now and then I'd get a letter in the mail
a mixtape, crayons or collage
she left her heart in that apartment
she lost it all, the letters stopped
we told ourselves we'd never fall
for pretty words to keep us down
we promised that we'd have it all someday
that we'd escape the underground
but in soft light
her ghost voice
still sings to me
in half-remembered dreams
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5. |
The Process
06:48
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The Process
I feel good but I'm trying too hard
to hold on to it
scared that if I grasp too tight
it'll slight right out of my hands
but not tight enough will the feeling just float away
like a white knuckled flight where everything is fine
but you've watched too many movies
where they've gone down in flames
that you're terrified
to trust this process
I'm trying to write a song
to tell you how I feel
but I'm searching too hard for the words
to be clever and concise
that the heart of the matter
is missing from the text
and every chord sounds like
it's been played too many times
to reverberate through
the halls of your heart
I know it will go down in flames
if I don't stop overthinking
and trust this process
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6. |
Oneirophobia
04:57
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Oneirophobia
and if the morning comes
and I do not wake up
oneirophobia
i'm lost inside a dream
of fire and seraphim
oneirophobia
sparking nights, sharpening knives
I'm pretty depending on
how the light hits me
a shining star
your big black sky
how many years until you see the light
does your bed still scratch the floor
and do the neighbours pound the wall?
can't seem to stay intact
just like a Cheshire cat
all negative space and a face
so if the morning comes
don't try to wake me up
oneirophobia
sparking nights, sharpening knives
I'm pretty depending on
how the light hits me
a shining star
your big black sky
how many years until you see the light
you called me a nightmare
and said it was dreamy
I sound the alarm bell
you still sleep right through me
and if I am dreaming
don't shake me awake
and if I'm in mourning
I'm asleep at the wake
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7. |
Flowers
03:38
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Flowers
I have slept inside your bed
I have left nothing unsaid
would you change this if you could?
I will let you go for good
it's time to say good night now
if you can find the way how
I dreamt of flowers in your hair
I guess it was a nightmare
I have tasted something sweet
don't know where it's taking me
it's time to say good night now
if you can find the way how
I dreamt of flowers in your haircut
I guess it was a nightmare
heaven holds me
hell below me
all this love that
moves so slowly now
I have slept inside your bed
I have left nothing unsaid
would you change this if you could?
I will let you go for good
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8. |
The First Time
04:46
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The First Time
we're so temporary
sometimes I forget
like there's always tomorrow
and the day after that
so I don't think to tell you
about the magic you are
and my heart beats faster
when your steps come down the hall
we started dancing
and fourteen years went by
we've had a lot to say
a lot of it unkind
but at night if I dream
it's of your skin against mine
and every time you kiss me
it feels like the first time
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Blackout Orchestra Toronto, Ontario
Lo-fi art-alt-post-pop-rock for long walks, dark nights of the soul, and underwear dancing in your bedroom.
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