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White Socks
02:53
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We walked in the shadow cause the sunlight was too bright
We walked in the sunlight cause the shadow was too bright
The way you looked at me sent shivers down my spine
My tongue strokes your ear as I lose my words
You eat the sugar off my lips and touch my fingertips
I was wearing white socks as you carried me all the way back to our hotel room
I took care of the children when you left me behind
I drew the curtains, told my father you were fine
The way you looked at me sent shivers down my spine
My tongue cuts your ear, I sharpened my words
You beat the sugar off my lips and broke my fingertips
I was wearing white socks as you carried me all the way back to our hotel room
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2. |
Man/Bird
02:30
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Now he sings, now he sobs
Now he takes his shirt off and I'm distracted
Come closer honey, I've got an extra pair of hands
To touch you slowly and
To tilt you over, to carry you home
I won't let you go alone
Now he sings, now he sobs
Now he bites his ring off and I'm confused
You're shedding old feathers, still last winter's coat
It's April you fool, we're long past the cold
You sulk and you shiver, your left wing looks hurt
Drop the twitter
Are you a man or are you a bird?
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3. |
Forces
03:06
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I wish you'd tell me you didn't fit in a spacesuit
I wish you'd say you don't like olives
Tell me you had a car crash
That you forgot to bring a shopping bag
Instead you tell me to make some room
You say you need a moment but
I'll be damned if we make it through this unscathed
These are forces to which i cannot relate
The first one's time, the other one's space
These are forces to which I cannot relate
I can't stand time, I won't accept space
I wish you'd put all your eggs in one basket
I wish you believed in easter bunnies
Or at least in this silly racing horse
That would probably end up last, even though she'll try
And I know that time is frightening
And I know that truth is rare
But you can't stop all the clocks even if you dared
These are forces to which I cannot relate
I can't stand time, I won't accept space
These are forces to which I cannot relate
I can't stand time, I won't accept space
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4. |
I'm so sweet
03:24
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I am so sweet
Or at least I can make you believe so
Go back to sleep
Before I wake you from this dream
You fall in love so easily
You fall in love overnight
You don’t know
Oh how would you know?
that I’m bored
It will never show
I am so sweet
Or at least I can make you believe so
Go back to sleep
Before I wake you from this dream
Pour yourself some coffee
Give me a deepthroat kiss
Telling me it’s love
Just a little bit of love you miss
I am so sweet
Or at least I can make you believe so
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5. |
Exceptionally Pretty
03:10
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We were looking for each other
But he found another lover
He told her words now I invented
She never understood
She looks like me
Exceptionally pretty
She looks like me
Exceptionally pretty
He shows her
A world now
One I once drew
I turn the lights out
Now who is who
She looks like me
Exceptionally pretty
She looks like me
Exceptionally pretty
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6. |
Pretty Dead
02:29
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I got killed
I got shot
No guns
No blood
I'm tired
I want to sleep
No more questions
I feel weak
I was here
I am not
My body veiled
In white cloth
The day breaks
With birdsong
No pretty dead
No ugly ones
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7. |
Soft as I imagine
04:16
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Is it soft as I imagine
Can I hear its skin
Can I breathe it (will that happen)
And how do I get in
And is it white as paper
Handmade in Japan
Is it light for later
When everything starts weighing
All i wanted was to get into you
If that would mean that you’d be into me
I long for white sheets
On the bed on the table
Clean plates next to old stains
On the floor
Telling me that you’re here no more
No more light for later
Everything starts weighing
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8. |
Sentimental
03:32
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Bathing in a silver dress
Selling all my shoes
I fix my hair with greasy tears
I cried for men like you
It’s a new look
A fresh cut
Everyone does it
After they break up
But I kept it potential
Cause going through with it
Would make me sentimental
Taking what i cannot touch
Making every move
Nothing seems appropriate
Everything feels new
It’s a new look
A fresh cut
Everyone does it
After they break up
But I kept it potential
Cause going through with it
Would make me sentimental
I’m not sad, don’t worry
Move fast, please hurry
I’m not mad, just petty
Leave the past, I’m sorry
Got me a new job instead
A mountain and a house
Drinking from the devil’s cup
Til my time runs out
It’s a new look
A fresh cut
Everyone does it
After they break up
But I kept it potential
Cause going through with it
Would make me sentimental
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9. |
I am yours
06:18
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I can’t tell you bout these little jumps up in my heart
Cause I am yours
And I can’t tell you bout these things I feel outside us
Cause I am yours
No, I can’t tell you bout these little butterfly frenzies
Cause I am yours
So if love doesn’t show up at my doorstep
Then I am yours
Don’t bother a baker with your woodwork business
You don’t see a doctor for a stain on your sleeve
You fight off the bats, you chose for the ring
Your love is forgiven, it don’t mean a thing
Did you come to the floor to see me a woman
Isn’t the sight so much nicer from afar
I’m dancing in circles, keep my eyes closed
Came here to lose you, hold me some more
I can’t tell you bout these little jumps up in my heart
Cause I am yours
And I can’t tell you bout these things I feel outside us
Cause I am yours
No, I can’t tell you bout the way he romanced me
Cause I am yours
so if love doesn’t show up at my door
Then I am yours to keep
Was trust ever met without frowning
Did an apple ever age without browning
Do you hope for smoke without fire
do you need to feel like a fighter
It's not believing
That endows with breathing
A golden lock cut from a polyester wig
Same as this sickly love I seem to dig
I can’t tell you bout these little jumps up in my heart
Cause I am yours
And I can’t tell you bout these things I feel outside us
Cause I am yours
No, I can’t tell you bout the way I romanced him
Cause I am yours
So if love doesn’t show up at my door
Then I am yours
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He said I smelled as if I’d cried
But with feet cold and hair wet
I just had breakfast in bed
Salty toast must have touched my skin
Come on in
Come on in
And make up my mind
Make up my mind
Oh, how gentle
Nothing’s safe and sound
The words you whisper crumble to the ground
Am i a party dress
Or a lazy nightgown
A summer’s kiss
Or a salesman downtown
Hoping someone asks me please
Come on in
Come on in
And make up my mind
Make up my mind
Oh, how easy
We fall in and out
How hard it is to not want you around
We became quite good at hesitating
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