1. |
Your Chair
04:21
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I stand at the door, staring down
Watching the world spin, on its axis
At my time to fall, my hand explodes
It blows up and goes
So sit back and into your chair
Your blood is, its pooling in the air
A drogue's not fast enough
Breaking all sound, by breathing
Excelsior rising up, while you just fall
So sit back and into your chair
Your blood is, its pooling in the air
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2. |
Emigré
04:11
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He walks in like an expatriate
On return from shore leave
We crane our necks for a cursory glimpse
From the line where we spend time
We pray for us
i entreat
i entreat for rest, for shut eye
We pray for us
For a sight to leave
Our Emigré
Emigré
We pray for us
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3. |
Blast Lung
04:13
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Before we could make it home
Taken by Blast Lung
It pays out in a windfall
We are in awe
A dividend, commission, our reward
Haematoma
Pulmonary
Stay in the car
It pays out in a windfall
We are in awe
A dividend, commission, our reward
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4. |
Kelvin
04:44
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I align myself, head for you
I blow through the door
Now that you know everything
Before I've begun
Focus on the overt
Focus on what's norm
And you read it all
As I boil up
And I boil up
Spilling over
Falling over the sides
Down between crevices
Down where I reside
I boil up
Spilling over the sides
Down between the cracks I fall
Down where I reside
I boil up
I take too long
And I perceive that as I walk
I boil up
I take too long
And I perceive the Kelvin is up
The Kelvin's up
I align myself, head for you
I blow through the door
Now that you know everything
I know you know everything
Forget all our previous
All I've known and know
You just read it all
You just read it all
And I boil up
I take too long
And I perceive that as I walk
I boil up
I take too long
And I perceive the Kelvin's up
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5. |
All Reds Are Low
04:41
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Words are thrown around like knives, pushing through those lines you hold so taut
In a moment then you realise it’s all gone south and inside out
The programme is unworkable, untenable here now
We’ve explored the other options but, none of them seem to work this out
Time to consider
Time to consider now
In the square we make a counter move and focus our actions
In the city square we make our move and focus our actions
And our guts turn inside out
Three days into post broadcast it proliferates the news and dispatch
A young man is in the photograph as thousands join the remonstrance
All reds are low
Its time to consider
Time to consider now
In the square we make a counter move and focus our actions
In the city square we make our move and focus our actions
So douse yourself and make your point and focus our actions
In the square we make a counter move and focus our actions
And our guts turn inside out
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6. |
Clandestine
02:46
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I push dust around the room
Into corners where it's safe
Out of view
We keep running tests
We minute take our results
Clandestine
Out of view
Drop the bomb onto the town
We're designed burial proof
Burial Proof
Drop the bomb onto the town
from that hide
Clandestine
Out of view
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7. |
Out Of View
04:59
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[Instrumental]
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8. |
Opening Doors
04:26
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If you go into the long grass
I will shadow
I will stalk
Drop my shoulders down
My belly on floor
Evaluating and then crawl
Knocking buildings down while opening doors
Holding fire until we’re all sure
Knocking buildings down while opening doors
Holding fire until we’re sure
I will go there
I will address him
I will jostle I will jolt for my own position
I will go there
I will address him
I will jostle
I will jolt
Flashing semaphores it trumps
Exchanging a gesture
We share a glance
While you casually step into the blocks
With the baton still in your hands
I will go there
I will address him
I will jostle I will jolt for my own position
I will go there
I will address him
I will jostle
I will jolt
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9. |
Spiders As Snakes
04:14
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I hold a mirror to the back of my head
And watch what projects onto the wall
I feather dust the corners
How could I dream this up I know
I know
Patterns and shapes coincide
Patterns and shapes they coincide
In the rump of my mind
I see spiders are writhing as snakes above the window
I see but I'm disbelieving
They waltz their way across the ceiling I know
I hold a mirror to the back of my head
I watch what reflects onto the wall
I feather dust the corners
How could I dream this up I know
I know
I see spiders are writhing as snakes above the window
I see but I'm disbelieving
They waltz their way 'cross the ceiling I know
The patterns and shapes coincide
Patterns and shapes they coincide
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10. |
Oban & Staffa
03:06
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[Instrumental]
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