1. |
bombs
04:17
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It churned away, just out of frame
something vague enough not to define
but still, something to blame
This growing feat, still incomplete
and the effort still as yet unmade
means certain defeat
And if we said almost anything to make you own this
we could catch the wire that trips a switch to the bomb inside your head
Inside four walls, reject all calls
suspend activity and you can
not stumble or fall
A glance aside, in anguish cried
a push with all your strength
to never see what’s inside
And if we said almost anything to make you own this
we could catch the wire that trips a switch to the bomb inside your head
creeping, always creeping. Sweep the ground uncover all the mines
creeping, always creeping. Diffusing all the traps inside your mind
A favourite pet, well groomed and kept
growing to unruly size
while you blindly slept
It’s always late, we tried to wait
held on for too long
and then we missed the date
And if we said almost anything to make you own this
And if we said almost anything to make you own this
I think we’ve said almost everything to make you own thins
but still we catch the wire that trips a switch to the bomb inside your head
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2. |
come again
02:28
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I hear three knocks come upon my door
wait for a moment but I don’t hear four
I take three steps then stop again
wait three seconds then I call your name
He came on three, I came on six
we spent some days and learned some tricks
I followed on, we shared a name
come again, come again, come again
Ever get the feeling you’ve been here before
I came three times but not no more
Fifteen steps all came in fives
twice expected the third surprised
He came on three, I came on six
we spent some days and learned some tricks
I followed on, we shared a name
come again, come again, come again
Is this what you planned for the twelfth night?
Does this ending feel alright?
Always knew when the thirteenth came
things were never gonna be the same
He came on three, I came on six
we spent some days and learned some tricks
I followed on, we shared a name
come again, come again, come again
come again, come again, come again
come again
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3. |
and then again
03:09
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To the left I scattered lots of pebbles, I tried to get the colours all arranged
and then again, I mixed them ‘round and then
I went home and tried to watch a movie, but couldn’t get the TV looking straight
and then again, I turned it ‘round and then
Broken bells, hollow shells, spiders in the sink – how to get them out
He got trapped, out he lashed, now he feels that he doesn’t have a move
I sat down and I tried to write a letter but the words would not come out in the right way
and then again, I tore it up and then
Sometimes you wish I’d change the way I’m feeling ‘cause you do not like the look upon my face
and then again, I crack a smile and then
Broken bells, hollow shells, spiders in the sink – how to get them out
He got trapped, out he lashed, now he feels that he doesn’t have a move
Sometimes when I know I should be sleeping, my mind just takes me back to my mistakes
and then again, I close my eyes and then
I’d like to tell you and I know it should be easy, but I never find the perfect time to say
and then again, I bite my lip and then
Broken bells, hollow shells, spiders in the sink – how to get them out
He got trapped, out he lashed, now he feels that he doesn’t have a move
Broken bells, hollow shells, spiders in the sink – how to get them out
He got trapped, out he lashed, now he feels that he doesn’t have a move
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