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Cue the lights
Here I'm just a fragment
Of this symphonic night
Writhing
Watch as your future gyrates
Cue the lights
Now you bring me a flower
It's not so bad to just go backwards
Let's go backwards
Disrobe on television
For nuclear fission
Cue the drums
Yeah, cue the drums
And let's develop your character
Add ten pounds via camera
Slow motion and backwards
And backwards
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Gossamer Bands
03:26
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I tried to tell you
But it was lost to entropy
Gossamer Bands go every which way
Yeah, they fade and sway
In time with the song
A tangle of hands
Grows out of the ground
And slithers around
In time with the song
This language is such a chore
And anyways, it doesn't compare
To what we had before
We'll never feel a greener green
Than the green we dreamed that night
A part of my mind
Is yours to define
It's yours to align
If your mind is mine
These Gossamer Bands
Are hard to describe
'Cause they're not alive
In the same sense as you and I
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Child
05:26
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I don't think that
This night will just evaporate
I'll wait until it's over
Build me a catapult
From the embers
And the residue
The old untended treasures
I don't think we can
Surrender to the artifact;
They'll fight us to the
Bitter end
Floating in amber
And folded in
A vacuum
I'll wait until we're stable
Child,
You needn't rectify your actions yet
Child,
We all know it was an accident
Child,
Nothing burned that really mattered much
Child,
It's enough that you returned to us
Neither of us is ready for
That future
I'll wait until we're stable
(They're just unaccustomed to the daylight. They're savages - no consciousness.)
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Are you prepared?
'Cause I know nobody who's ever been prepared.
Keep your head up.
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Psychic Extract
04:25
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Polite
02:46
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Steal with me
To a gentle place
Bleed with me
We'll bleed out both our minds
Escape with me
From this crowded room
To one another
Twisted Lover
Fade to numbers.
Steal with me
To a gentle place
Escape with me
Yeah, let's escape
We could live
In a comfortable space
If we knew for sure
What that room was for
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Moonlit Lust
06:25
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Ultraviolet moonlit lust, a new paradigm of us
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