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Introduction
02:32
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Tumbleweed
06:54
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everything that you could want, its all in your mind.
everything that you desire, dissolves in your mind.
desperate souls, silent roads, on.
everything that you could want, its all in your mind.
everything that you desire, dissolves in your mind.
desperate souls, silent roads, on.
I cant wait for morning.
welcome to the edge.
this is where we're living.
wide open spaces in time.
kiss him on the lips.
fire shoots from your fingertips
but i cant believe in, their lies.
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Autumn Reds
06:34
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I stretch my arms over autumn reds, reaching for weak vessels of someone's ash, can I talk to you about the distant past, can I talk to you about anything?
You're a figure that walks through doors taking sips of liquor and god damn coors. Thumming through you with wet finger nails . Like I reach in the dark between old film reels.
You buried your feet underground, but they're not roots, and you won't grow.
You have paper wings held with wire, but they're not feathers, and you can't fly on your own.
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Perfect Dark
06:50
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Long walk, tall bully
At fulmoore street
Caged in, start moving
Look down at my feet
Kids start laughing pulling me out of my dream
Turn the corner, find the dial, knees bounce on the seat
Picked you flowers, we would talk for hours in the dark, with only basement noises
Of the older people chattering like starlings through the night
Big ideas would hold my eye, like a crystal ball
Fighting sleep felt like the battle, that would win them all
Hold the gun while we run through the citadel
Find the door, kill the guy with the eyes made of perfect dark
He's got my innocence
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If you like I can close my eyes
If you like I can lose my mind
I'm a kid with a broken shrine
Seeing demons in everything that climbs, doesn't matter
If you like I can close my eyes
If you like I can close my eyes
I'm a child with a mind that flies
You're a child crawling in this cage I've built, doesn't matter
If you like I can fix that shrine
Live inside someone else's lies
A cave a candle and your pupils
Dancing like cattails and katydids
I’m sober and, I’m sorry for it
Made your members think of you and think of me
There's a cult in the streets thinking of us
They want to string us up to pikes so we can see
I don’t like the people in the streets
Thinking about you or thinking about me
If you like I can close my eyes
If you like I can lose my mind
Now I'm strung up against this pike
All I see are the ones we've left behind, doesn't matter
If you like I can close my eyes
If you like I can close my mind
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Relativity
07:15
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I found you in a spiral
You didn't seem surprised at all of anything
The wreckage of your brain, so typical
I found you on that staircase
Oh your mind would race and race
So beautiful, I'd lie upon your bed to see that place
And I only ever thought that you'd awaken me from my silly dream of living a legacy
What I didn't know, I know
A legacy is cheap, and leaves behind the people in the streets
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Worm
08:52
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I'm breaking oath, so what good was it anyway
Cause my mind is weak, and really, what else can I say
I'm not giving in, I just like the slow decay
And even when the children play, their games are a little strange
I'm losing interest as the hierarchy is met
Meditation dangles like a firefly I can't catch
And you're the one I want, the one I can't remember
Choppy audio tracks reveal your brain preserved in amber
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I keep your high noon prophet in the back of my throat
I’ve been breaking my back shoving my words down
I know you have this gaping cut you got wrapped in rags from the cupboard
I keep your midnight prophet on the tip of my tongue
can I have you dressed in memories by the lake?
I think I’d make it one more day, if I could
The damn broke and soon we'll all meet your new soaking wet god
I could've built a boat if I had some better drugs
Had you always known I couldn’t swim so well?
is that why you looked to me as if that's why the levy fell?
There's benefits in the night other than your pretty face
They circle round me like
Dogs on any other day- there’s voices beckoning
from the cabaret
Did you find your savior in old friends?
does the maritime knot break or bend?
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WHITE SHAPE Rockford, Illinois
A reverb soaked experimental heavy psychedelic rock band from Rockford, Illinois. Always there. Always thinking about you. Follow us. We are your friends.
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