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Winter Halo
05:23
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Can we waltz in the wind with our hair wet
Lord, let us bask in one more morning dew
And make love beneath silver sky moonlight
See my emerald eye pierce through
(It's looking at you)
Have you ever tried quitting while you're ahead
The ticking hands are the Devil's work
Oh and can you hear them beckon us down the red ribbon road
We offer peace with a smirk
(We're here to worship the dead)
And all these Peter Pans still shooting coke up their nose
Searching for some sense of harmony
Ticket to Neverland to dance the dance of delusion
Co exist in modus vivendi
(Where nobody seeks to grow)
The flugelhorn has blown its last call
As the spear of the hand penetrates the other
Oh his eyes start to fade and blood stains my lips
Yet somehow we've saved one another
(And only in death do we fall)
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Scarecrow
04:40
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I've been screaming
This whole time with my lips sewn
In this pop-up show
Now I'm taking the high road
Seek your treasure
In this fractured mind
Have a good look inside
I'm barely alive
If I could leave tomorrow with grace
Cash in without a trace
No need to talk to you again
My love, my forbidden
I bet you wouldn't even remember my name
You used to come by the house
And be so tender
It was in late December
I don't think you'll remember
But now that my friends are gone
And my family have all walked away
Now that my bottle is empty
Your pain is my remedy
If I could leave tomorrow with grace
Cash in without a trace
No need to talk to you again
My love, my forbidden
I bet you wouldn't even remember my name
I bet you wouldn't even remember my name
I've been screaming
This whole time with my lips sewn
In this pop-up show
With nowhere to go
Just a tired and old scarecrow
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Time To Sleep
03:56
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And if a car came around this corner
And knocked his old gal over
He would say this is just another trope
Even though it ain't no skin off his nose
Time to sleep
Time to sleep
All passing moments like swirls of cigarette smoke
Futile pleasures in exchange for being broke
Ageing faces and tones we don't recall
Vacancy will come to take us all
Time to sleep
Time to sleep
Time to sleep
Time to sleep
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4. |
Flock
03:26
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Cliffhanger
03:39
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Just be with me in this corner
Where time is on our side
Journey to the border
Where boundaries are redefined
We are the book that no-one's read
I'll dangle from your cliff and let my fingertips slip
Maybe in the next life, my friend
I'll meet you at the borderline
And know that wherever you go
And whatever you do
I'll be somewhere going crazy for you
I'll be somewhere going crazy for you
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Lauren Young Manchester, UK
"Amy Winehouse's & Tom Waits' lovechild" Classical pianist, Young, turns her hand to jazz, blues and 'nightmare pop'. Her band creates a strikingly original sound, colouring self-penned songs with an expansive emotional palette.
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