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Old Ribbons
04:33
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old ribbons
rest on the chest of who must have been best
yet, second-guessed when it's put to the test
all that old honour
transmuted to trauma
hard work could earn one such worthwhile reward
does that distinguish the rich from the poor
get what you paid for
nothing less, nothing more
yes, there's some pressure to measure success
based on some great person's experience
worshippers sidelong
magnetising minecarts
virtuous blind spot
one-way window eyeball
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Red Rover
03:09
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aren't you like a dog when you follow your master around?
is it true?
when i shout, you're so hollow you just echo the sound
dismembered momentum
turn your owl neck
detectives on the scene
a hand on your back
kicked around like a doll 'til your buttons eyes roll right through the cracks
in the ground
feel them fall
you're so hypnotised you'll never come back
laughter is the medicine you'll pay for
distraction is a sedative you'll savour
perpetually dishevelled - fried by lightning
petrified we revel - time is tightening
on you
forced into a corner
red rover
roll over
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Silverfishblues
03:10
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how long have i been under this stone?
(not long enough)
must i really wander alone?
(come with me, love)
for these are the days that i leave on my plate
no need to speak out loud
where there's no smoke, there's no fire to put out
dare i face the heat of the day?
(rivers run dry)
oh please, don't abbreviate me
(god knows i try)
the weight of the world, it hangs over my door
by she calls me by name
now i know i've got no one to blame
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Weight of the World
05:05
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well, i've been wrackin' my brains just trying to explain
why for all of the things i've been gifted
you'd think i'd be glad
all the good luck i've had
still, there's a weight that will never be lifted
well, i've been tryin' to make sense of the dollars and cents
and the gold from the rivers i've sifted
tried stuffin' my face
tried to give it away
still, there's a weight that will never be lifted
my heart feels impossibly sore
for an easy life boy
never been through the war
so how's it more than i can hold?
must be the weight of the world
well, i've been feelin' the strain of society's chains
freed my mind, freed my body, and drifted
but whether playin' the game
or tryin' to stay sane
still, there's a weight that will never be lifted
my heart feels impossibly cold
when i add up the years
i'm more young than am old
so how's it more than i can hold?
must be the weight of the world
well, i've been givin' some time to philosophical minds
to account for the ground that had shifted
from Goethe to Sarte
Socrates, Kierkegaard
still, there's a weight i remain quite convinced of
when i am drunk and easily duped
might feel as light as a man on the moon
when i am trippin' and easily tricked
still, there's a weight that i can't seem to lift
and my soul feels impossibly full
well, i could let it go but instead i just pull
so how's it more than i can hold?
guess that's the weight of the world
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Birdsong
05:13
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if i was a bird with wings
i'd try to sing whilst flying to those sunny days
flight to the south
but i'm just an ostrich
kick up sand to stick my head in and run away
that light from above
and you're just a vulture
circle high with evil eye, oh i'm in your sights
lord help me now
swans die by the sevens
white feathers in heaven
could this really happen?
and you're just a vulture...
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Tyrel Peters Vancouver, British Columbia
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