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Prologue
01:27
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My world is firmly compressed into the pocket of your front breast.
We pass over cities and towns collapsed,
In hopes that people find amusement amongst the depressed.
What you say - goes.
And your site beats everyone else's.
And we all know we've already won.
Once in awhile, while looking on the lampost while they dance alone.
(They pivot and sway in the street ??? the light sure shed by our road flare)
(Another layered line is going on with these two lines...)
la la la la la la la la
Watching the ground move quick and fast
The car is stopped and i'm out of gas.
Must be my fault.
Whatever you say is correct by me
Cause all i wanna save is a cat in a tree
I can't get it down
I can't get it down
I can't get it down
The doubt breaks inside me
As the light beat down from the giant's pockets onto the ground
You're a taker of vanities. a stealer of games.
Now show me a night where us both can be safe.
You're what i want
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(oh) God
03:28
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Remember that night
we liked to play old board games
Him into trouble and you into risk
Thank god for gravity he replied
To a question she never asked before she made her final move
He stopped motion with his timex, grabbed her by the arm and said
Oh my god
Even this overpass
Sees more travel than us
I'm reading what to say from a book of violent weather
Your limbs flail to music that only you can hear
Make your mouth some headphones
And whisper in my ear
Oh my god
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Past the Atlantic gaps and the spaces it has
From a birthing home to a find a place
We all counteract with visions intact
With great impossibles and most crowded doorways
I have the greatest plan involving everyone else.
We all and a map of muses travel to shores,
Scarred with wars, we'll never be apart again.
Hold on to your faces
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Proposition 61
03:07
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What we need is a good jump-kick, jump-kick to the head to get our ambitions in gear.
For example Jude at the party was taking her clothes off to local constelliations
Outside the people they pranced becoming lord of the dance and other typical social plights
We greeted them with conversation and delights
As Jude was mad at a dream for landing no where near the marker
To a boat on a island where's nobody's been except your best memories And your favourite friends
You ate yourself fished for dinner
This is the place is the place where you put yourself down in a chair
We'll talk till the break till the break till the sun comes out with the signal flares
Jude trailed off the trail got her tail caught in a fail proof safe
And we all cried
She took a sad song, made it sadder
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Very time we meet it's always love and wine
The trees make our bathetic talk
Where cedar nouns and adverbs walk
With beetles as the backup band, the flightless cheering in their stands
The empty swing sets hushed reprise makes that first language thick as spies.
Let's relearn every vowel and phrase and make it better than before (x2)
I think I know what to do
The rules of it are so damn cruel
Now lets make our lips an accident, on the corner of came and went.
We'll merge in gymnastic flips and
Spirographs. We'll forget what the future has, we'll take the day off.
I think we all know the words
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In Places, Empty Spaces
04:50
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I've got a box, a box of nice crayons.
Pick a colour and it's yours
We'll dedicate our lives to the colour
We'll play our music to its chords
I'm not losing
I don't care
I paint you a bed, paint it with greens and whites and you'll sleep
Peaceful maybe for just one night.
Oh and in your eyes there's lights from all those panoramic vista views.
After all that, we'll be forgotten
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8. |
Relative's Eyes
02:31
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These words I write them
(No regard to the ink)
I can formulate ideas and thoughts
(Before I can think.)
All we need is a war boys
Or else everything is right here - nothing to fight for.
What does the brain compare to the heart?
It's a good day to find a surprise
But lucky enough everyday I find one in your personal space
Bishop Keep to the sky, keep to the sky
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King of No One
02:26
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Crowds of people are invading my mind
Even in my sleep
Why don't they go away?
My reign ended a while back, a while back
Oh, my reign ended a while back, a while back
Oh, my reign ended
I get up like it always does then I take it off
Running down the street
Before the front door takes a beat
Yelling, I am the king of no one
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Where you'll be, I'll be from
In a while, (it will) rain up, back into clouds
Where it first plotted its escape
We will take this time to strip down to our linens
And plot out excuses for not going inside
And the skies won't believe what they say
Forecast talks anything of how we'll all stay the same
With what they'll stay for (we can't get) out anyway
With what they'll stay for there's no way out anyway
I wonder now what they'll say (No way, no way!)
People, keep the horses at bay ("Okay, okay!")
You'll say don't ever fall down
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11. |
Epilogue
05:16
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The Most Serene Republic Toronto, Ontario
The Most Serene Republic is a Canadian indie rock music group formed in 2003 in Milton, Ontario. The band takes its name from the sobriquet of Venice under the Doges, which was regarded as "The Most Serene Republic of Venice".
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