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B.I. Madison
01:11
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Spies on the Hillside
05:51
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Spies on the Hillside
Why are you pacing?
Keep your steady hand over your pulse and you’ll figure it out.
Shifting and shaping.
All of your life you’ve been a part of the story with your metaphor eye.
It’s one big illusion.
Stare enough and the scene will swallow you into the night.
When did you notice
You’re on the only given path that you have known?
If we don’t play along our lives are gone.
If we don’t play along our lives are gone.
Like all good intentions
Even the best kind will leave you hoping for something more.
You’re stuck on the notion
Every beating heart hits like a drum and we’re off the one.
There are spies on the hillside.
Count your steps boy cause any moment they’ll be at your door.
But you live in condition.
Make it all disappear or make it all come back.
If we don’t play along our lives are gone.
If we don’t play along our lives are gone.
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3. |
Into The Tide
03:57
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You’re in the loop
Like everyone I know
And if you tell me all about it one day we can leave this show
‘Cause the stage is burning
But the acting doesn’t stop
In a universal photograph where you can see the light come through your crop.
How do you see?
And tell me what you hear
Is it dissonance that separates you from the here and there?
Then there you were like atoms in a deconstructed clock
And I’ll tell you all about it one day if we can get through the aftershock
I wanted to believe the tide was always on my side
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4. |
Dreamers
04:48
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We were dreamers
with our stories.
Always.
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5. |
So Long
04:04
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So long since you and I got through.
So long to the cool kids bending rules.
Straighten up. What’s killing you is killing me.
Holding on like an old dog with old tricks.
So Long.
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Buzzing Creatures
03:38
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I can lead you to the glowing light
There’s no time for a second guess.
Close your eyes and let the dream begin.
Is this what you’re waiting for?
Slow me down.
(I can lead you to the glowing light
There’s no time for the second guess.)
This is more than curiosity.
Situate your looking glass.
All the simple machines moving now.
They’re buzzing creatures on the scene.
Slow me down.
If I missed the only chance to be
The believer that you saw.
There was hope and fear within your shout.
I still wonder what you think about.
You will never have these seconds left.
Leave your hindsight on the floor.
This is now and never any more.
Is this what you’re looking for?
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7. |
Fuse
04:24
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It’s not my crime
It’s not my crime
Put it with the others
Light the fuse
It’s not my time
It’s not my time
Put it with the others
Light the fuse
Give me a sign
There’s so much I can bear
So much like the others
When you light the fuse
I’ve made my design
I’ve made my design
Put it with the others
Light the fuse
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Counterfeits
05:01
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On the wild streets
Painted new
There’s a window
With a view
Quiet city
Through and through
I told you what we had and what we’re heading to
Every fail-safe
Has a name
The ones with the smoke and the heat and sewer all the same
All we wanted
Years before
In the wild world there we once walked through with no words
If I’m counterfeit
If I’m counterfeit
Then please let me fake my way through this
I fight my usual youth
Through and through
The man that I once was looking out into the open view
Then please let me fake my way through this
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9. |
There, After
03:54
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It’s enough
Hold it down
Get it right
Forget the cost
We won’t make a sound
After
These tired bones
stretching out
to lift you up
We won’t make a sound
After
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10. |
Stereos and Holograms
05:13
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There’s no one left to bring us back
to sounds of our youth
We’ll split right up, divide in two
Go on and on and on and on
I feel the sun warming my lungs
A new, aging muse
No stereos and holograms
Igniting our fuse
And you might think that you’re alive with the thought
You stare into the messages
go on and on and on and on
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11. |
Shangri-La
07:15
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My Shangri-La, where are you now?
Was this the plan all along?
Under the light you move just like the waves.
We are alone useless.
My Shangri-La, what have you done?
Left me in doubt under the stars.
Once we were lifelines caught in the waves.
We are alone useless.
Stuck in motion.
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