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Calendar Year
04:16
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Oh god of polish, I’m lacklusterly scattered
Bring me another dream I fear
To register, mine even eye glanced
And have I ever even? I haven’t
The calendar year isn’t go lightly
It comes to shove in a basement
Johnny comradery
Walking the days of dreamy subtraction
Did anything that you wanna do
What do I tell my neighbor remaining?
Whom do I send these favors it’s raining to?
The calendar year isn’t go lightly
It comes to shove in a basement
Johnny comradery went walking on water
Or is it an aeroplane?
Bummed a lift to a playpen
Ended up in a hospital gown round downtown
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Comfort
01:41
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Chuck Stinkie's Program
00:56
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Your Face
03:00
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Your face is like a song
Your sweet eyes whisper
And I want to sing along
Your features are in tune
Let's sing together
And turn every month to June
Your face has - makes me a happy fellow
No more singing a capella
No longer lonely
Loving you only
Your lips with mine will rhyme
And when they touch me
It's a symphony divine
Your cheeks, your ears, your hair
Sing me a melody
A melody so rare
Your face has - makes me a happy fellow
No more singing a capella
No longer lonely
Loving you only
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Christmas of a Town
05:50
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I dehydrate contractions
A construction of the lung
It isn't easy making breakfast
When you have needs to burn
I've held my tongue amounts of time
And I've forgotten my lines again
I'm falling down the stairs tonight
Began the christmas of a town
We're stringing up the pilot lights tonight
The pilot lives to see his face
But why the occasion?
And where do the gifts go?
Now where do I put my congratulations friend?
They're on the big screen
Hanging up the sparkling lights
Looking bigger than before
Why don't they act their size?
I can see my congratulations friend
I dehydrate contractions
A construction of the lung
It isn't easy making breakfast
When you have needs to burn
I've held my tongue amounts of time
I stumble over my lines again
The rumor's out, the sun went down tonight
Explained the christmas of a town
This isn't all that it's cracked up to be
Thought the baby in his place
But where has the time gone
To bill the occasion?
Could this be my birthday?
And is this my only congratulations friend?
I dehydrate contractions
A construction of the lung
It isn't easy making breakfast
When you have needs to burn
I've held my tongue amounts of time
And I've forgotten my lines again
And I've forgotten my lines again
And I've forgotten my lines again
And I've forgotten my lines again
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Yummy Food Eat
01:28
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Never (Star Track)
02:10
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Lichen Avenue
06:05
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Escalating hand, radiator Donna disappear red
See a later man, crystalater data shoestring man
Lichen avenue, won 'em over done a best I
Cheyanna
Cheyanna, I've been home all along
I've been home
Try another day, incubator laid a color egg
For an arm or leg, rolling over just to save a friend
On lichen avenue, I grow older and she stay that way
Cheyanna
Cheyanna, I've been home all along
Sinning on an end, radiator Donna weighed a blame
Time after again, shifter ate her for her now had happened
Lichen avenue, we'll remain two faces on one plane
Cheyanna
Cheyanna, I've been home all along
I've been-
Home
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A Dinner in the Family
03:43
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Hevinn
03:09
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When I get to heaven
There'll be no room for me
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On One More Condition
04:54
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"I'm alive" is an understatement
Understand where I am
Don't forget that you're not alone out there
Don't forget not to care
I am aware
I just forget myself sometimes
Some go home with an empty thought machine (Fire)
Some forget it's not real
If you worry about existing
You've been human before
I am aware
I just forget myself sometimes
I'm just gonna give myself some time
I'll just forgive myself this time
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Care Center Drownt Him
02:37
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We courted each other
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Hidden Ffolderes/S-Files
05:11
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How Green
06:29
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Upon my waking head
Speaks a brightly halo lightly
That I see on my head
The same four seasons claim to be
An announcement meant we'll see
Up above among a rafter
Hung a hungry tablecloth
How green I was
I forgot that I was sleeping
Say goodnight to the rider
in a moment of laughing
The quiet choir hums
But the hour flies discreetly
Saving time in little piles
When at last they leave the track
Will the second alto sing?
Not a truck was there to find her
And a train had long since passed
How green I was
I forgot that time depleted
I'll interject to wave goodbye at the river
To a boat in my jacket
I have nothing to buy
My time in a pile
I've gotten this far
I've gotten to this part
How green I was
I forgot to sing along
Not another word
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Ooh, Mary works at the bus stop
Where she paints her long cloak on her body
When the cars pass by, she whispers
Under her breath, she spits and curses
“When will it take me from?”
“Where will it take me to?”
“When will you take me a?”
“Where will you take me away?”
A way down Mary had a wheelchair
Out in the cold, Mary gave myself to you all
She had a hundred markers of the same color
Mary had a wheelchair
Mary had a wheelchair
Ooh, Mary crosses inside the lines
Across the street with street signs
Would she draw me a simple figure
Or draw me something I can’t imagine yet?
Ooh, Mary, is your wheelchair
Something real or unimportant?
Did you choose to name yourself?
Are you for real or are you joking?
Where will you take me a?
Where will it take me from?
When will it take me to?
When will it take me a?
When will it take me from?
Where will it take me to?
When will you take me a?
When will you take me away?
A way down Mary had a wheelchair
Out in the cold, Mary gave myself to you all
She had a hundred markers of the same color
Mary had a wheelchair
Mary had a wheelchair
Mary had a wheelchair
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What I in a day done anyway
No troubles, no troubles
I asked a question
The auto thought I was a dragon
When I went outside
Yahoo
In the center of the room
Some lucky someone has a gun
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I'm eating breakfast
The dishes in my hands were dirty
But not this time
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