1. |
face in water
04:31
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It’s so solemn
Way down in my own dug
Without a note
Without some tune
A seed to put on paper
It’s not loud enough
It gets older still
It’s hard to feed the void and stay
Growing right through it
And never act as though I’ll understand the how
A sound can turn you up, down, out
And overnight I fall into a withered state
And it goes up too late
Obsess about the perfect ways
And when you start to find it
I’m at the top up waiting
I’m in a deep field and anchored
It’s such a tell it all place
And I’m not the kind who’s saying
How could you live without it
Or how could you keep it out of your head
Still going through
Still going through how
A sound can turn you up, down, out
And overnight I fall into a withered state
And it goes up too late
Obsess about the perfect ways
And when you start to find it
I’m at the top up waiting
I’m in a deep field and anchored
It’s such a tell it all place
And I’m not the kind who’s saying
How could you live without it
Or how could you keep it out of your head
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2. |
photograph that dies
00:24
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3. |
hissing sauna
03:28
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hear all the hissing electricity
either you missed it or you could be over listening
know as a name you call your closest friend
safe as a thought you’ll never have again
you’ll never have the need
useless thing
am i the source of every consequence
either i missed or have I been over listening
only when my self gives me back control
will I be able to have it again
i’ll never have the need
useless thing
need useless thing
temporarily the highs become
temporarily the highs become
temporarily the highs become
they fade away
all that i can be is in this thing concealed
all that i can be will never be revealed
when the feeling of an image disappears
what does it mean to feel
Surface symphony of silent siren sound
a found frequency that digs into your eyes
surreality has now become so real
a photograph that dies
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4. |
fala
00:56
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5. |
new ears
03:48
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Look into the future
It probably won’t suit you
But hey, I’m singing now
Step into my garden
It’s bare but it has started
Hey, I’m growing now
Dreams to keep you hungry
Screens to dull your funky
Ways of moving around
Dreams to keep you hungry
Screens to dull your funky
Hey, I’m moving around
I never said
Meet me at the finish
Don’t let hopes diminish
You can always be
Step into my garden
It’s bare but it has started
Hey, I’m growing now
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Son Step Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
tasty sound colors and electrics
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