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A Stollen Cure
02:20
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Luna
03:33
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When night falls dark and cold
Full moon peaks, takes your soul
For that time apart we've grown
Damage done; never known
I hear you calling, falling down
Can't lose you to the night
I'll stand by come daylight
When you wake it's me you'll see
In my arms is where you'll be
I hear you calling, falling down
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The last grape on the vine
It's so fucking hard to find
Now I know, now I know
You're Mine
You died on Broadway
You're a broad anyway
New York busy streets
Filled with love and cold bodies
And I hear The Liberty
Is like home, like home
These smile lines are compromises
That I fill with nervous laughs
Things I thought but didn't say
And moments that I'll never get back
And when I'm out I'm holed up in my own head
Cause I find that my better times
Are spent when I'm alone instead
A slave to the cage of my skull
I don't want to care, I don't want to care
New York busy streets
Filled with love and cold bodies
And I hear The Liberty
Is like home, like home
And I hear The Liberty
Is like home, like home
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4. |
And I Know
03:58
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Everything is haunted it seems
A ghost appears and screams "farewell"
You're a kite dancing in a hurricane
No control yet beautiful
Everyone is counting the days
The end is near, can you tell?
A ball and chain, sink faster please
No control still beautiful
And I know you're my only enemy
And I know you're going to kill me
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Heart
01:49
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Let the waves crash into me
Choke and scream I'll suffocate
I cut a hole into my sail
Don't want to go anywhere
I'll just be passing through
Just be passing, just be passing through
Dark skies are consuming me
Dry eyes stare desperately
A single light held by my head
I'll be passing through dead
I'll just be passing through
Just be passing, just be passing through
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7. |
Only Words
03:24
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Lover can you hear me scream?
It's winter, can you cause me pain?
Last week you wrote a letter
The day before, things seemed better
Rain falls late last December
They only hurt, they're only words
Lover can you feel my dreams?
A lonely cloud, please make it rain
Last week you wrote a letter
The day before, things seemed better
Rain falls late last December
They only hurt, they're only words
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8. |
Grandfather Clock
04:15
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I've been lost in my head
following a silhouette
Make me feel again
Like I'm holding on to an end
Only one in my head
You're the only one in my head
And I've been lost in my head
Make me feel again
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