1. |
Wyebridge
02:12
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Settle down
On the hardwood
Where you grew up
Where you go down
To discover
That you're grown now
Looking up
To the rafters
Don't you forget
About the cast-down
Little pieces
That are gone now
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2. |
Half-Light
03:23
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To hide out
When the light dies
Watching
To walk up
In your sweat gear
Hiding
Spilling out
Blood-like in the dim light
Spilling out
Blood-like in the dim light
Lay out in the half-light
To strip down
To your foibles
Gaping
To lay out
In your loose threads
Pounding
Spilling out
Blood-like in the dim light
Spilling out
Blood-like in the dim light
Lay out in the half-light
Lay out in the half-light
Lay out
Lay out in the half-light
Lay out...
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3. |
Bare
02:39
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I want your body on the bed
I want your bare arms beside me
I want to feel the inches
Between fingers and toes
I want your bare arms beside mine
But I don't want to touch
I want to feel the tension
In close skin
I want your clear eyes to haunt me
But I don't want to see
I want to feel the heat
In light sheets
I want your bare hands to hover
But I don't want to touch
I fear that
I don't know if I can give you
What you need in the daytime
And I'm not sure that I can show you
What you'll see in the daylight
I want your body on the bed
I want your bare legs beside me
I want to feel the distance
In fingers and toes
I want your full lips to hover
But I don't want to touch
I fear that
I don't know if I can give you
What you need in the daytime
And I'm not sure that I can show you
What you'll see in the daylight
I want your body on the bed
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4. |
I Won't Love
03:13
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Hi beautiful eyes
Where the salt lies
By the salty lies
Well don't look so new
I look at you
And see skies of blue
But I won't hold liars
Or trace their fires
Or make their fires
I'm vague and I think about you in the night
When my body sleeps
You're dim, steady, and it's sweeter when you perch on my peaks
I'm vague and I think about you in the night
When my body sleeps
You're dim, steady, and it's sweeter when you perch on my peaks
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5. |
Outro/Intro
02:11
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Astral eyes
Praise the ornaments
Nothing but clever talk
It's not loss, you're just kids
Glowing lifeless right in front of us
Nothing but a mockery
Words of a prophecy
With this old heart
Let me be your wise warning
Still mourning
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