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Did you notice something strange about the light
streaking across the sky last night?
I’m still falling through the white
Maybe their love was as inevitable as the tide
as inevitable as the tide
Eyes of emerald green
Young lovers equipped with gasoline
Still falling through a white as white as the white in white noise
Still falling through a white as white as the white in white noise
Finally sleeping in the afternoon sun
with ashes from the fires in their eyelashes
Still falling through a white as white as the white in white noise
Still falling through a white as white as the white in white noise
For a while I kept looking for pieces of their broken hearts in the streets
and behind red cinema back row seats
Now the rest is just scars and dust around evolving stars
Now the rest is just scars and dust around evolving stars
Still falling through a white as white as the white in white noise
Still falling through a white as white as the white in white noise
Still falling through a white as white as the white in white noise
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Jocelyn
03:25
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The rain had wiped out what was left of the trail
But he still likes the way she allows the dress to slide of her shoulder
The night leans against her skin
Distant memories of a promise that wasn’t worth the blood it was written in
Where are you off to this time Jocelyn?
They were so young back then
looking for the kind of love you read about on the back of cool bookstores’ toilet doors
The thirst still raging beneath their skin
Distant memories of a promise that wasn’t worth the blood it was written in
Where are you off to this time Jocelyn?
Where are you off to this time Jocelyn?
Soon the longing for the desert at the break of day
makes it impossible for her to stay
The night leans against her skin
Distant memories of a promise that wasn’t worth the blood it was written in
Where are you off to this time Jocelyn?
Where are you off to this time Jocelyn?
Where are you off to this time Jocelyn?
Where are you off to this time Jocelyn?
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Pourous & Ivory Black
03:47
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Porous and ivory black
She’s been thinking about something he said a while back
Elaborate spiderwebs covered in dew
I guess a part of me will always be waiting for you
Carried away and lost in the distance
Echoes, the ceaseless echoes of existence
Don’t you think the cherry trees look almost unreal?
Remind me of lovers in love with being lost
Troubled thoughts before sunrise
Let’s set out for distant skies
He peeled back her ribs
and poured jet fuel on a broken heart on fire
A scent of salt in the air
The illusion of time stops somewhere out there
Carried away and lost in the distance
Echoes, the ceaseless echoes of existence
I still wish I could tell them
that they only missed each other by a few seconds that night
The feathers from the angels wings
are falling towards Earth like snow
Walking back through a wildflower meadow
Strikingly red lips and a bottle of Bordeaux
Too many troubled thoughts before sunrise
Let’s set out for distant skies
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I Guess It's Time
02:37
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I guess it’s time we question things we’ve ignored
I guess it’s time we question things we’ve ignored
I think it’s time we ignore the questions asked
I guess it’s time we question things we’ve ignored
The stories we tell ourselves in order to stay sane are sleeping beneath the footprints we leave behind
The stories we tell ourselves in order to stay sane are sleeping beneath the footprints we leave behind
we leave behind
we leave behind
we leave behind
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