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Airborne
03:14
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this is a freedom I won't resign
I'll explode before I drift back down to earth
where's the worth in being bound to something?
feet up off the floor, we're airborne
we're untouchable
I can't bear to wake up
this conscious stuff is kind of ordinary
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Mystery Colors
03:57
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you had me
running from the real thing
I didn't even know the difference
now I'm feeling so betrayed
we'd spoken
just the other weekend
outside of someone else's window
now I'm feeling so betrayed
your history
is coming back to educate me
to put me out of place and take me
to another time
we're spending
far too much attention driving
all of our attentions
away from each other
look into the center of the spinning wheel
tell me what you feel, tell me what you feel
new flirtations
and other forms of recreation
I'm in love with foreign places
I'm in love
mystery colors
and things we cannot tell each other
locked inside our heaven's cupboards
pretend that I'm asleep
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Labyrinth
03:30
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I could be your labyrinth
you could wander through me again
you could panic and scream again
but I will hold your echoes in
you could be my islander
you could be my poor prisoner
you could wander my shore to shore
and forget about what you're sailing for
you could take what you're saving up
come with us
follow us
we have nothing that's heavy enough
to keep us on our feet
you could be my expatriate
I'll close the borders and keep you in
I just need one more citizen
and you seem like the perfect fit
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4. |
You Can Yell
03:44
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intimacy is not something you can give away
intimacy is only something you can share with someone else when you are children for a day
intimacy is not something you can yell alone
intimacy is only something you can shout with someone else when you find youth inside your bones
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Foreign Sounds
04:24
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you only listen so you can be heard
so you can be witnessed and misunderstood
and I only speak so I can be found
so I can be seized by some foreign sound
by something forbidden when I'm feeling safe
by something confident when I feel ashamed
feed my volition; paint it all red
light it with matches from under your bed
leave it to murmur out in the cold
out in the darkness where nothing is whole
where nothing's forbidden and nothing is safe
and everything's hidden in blankets of shame
don't say you didn't hear what I say
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