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The Apennines, Pt. 1
01:00
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oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
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Christa, in eternal sleep
That sails on all within her dreams
Finding we will never chose
Christa, flying over me
A self-constructed sort of thing
And I am white, black, and blue
Christa, sun beat down on me
And find the peace internally
If we win, we will never lose
Christa, from a thousand seas
That climbs through mountains all for me
And I am white, black, and blue
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3. |
Days in Prague
04:06
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And if the sun won’t rise
It’s still in my eyes
And please my thoughtless mind
With what I find
And all the days are for me, only for me
And all the days are for me, only for me
We drift down slowly to find
Where you are
And all my bones will break
But leave no scar
And all the days are for me, only for me
And all the days are for me, only for me
And all the days are for me, only for me
And all the days are for me, only for me
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On the river, want to be
With you, my dear out on the sea
I’ve grown and told you from up here
The weather’s fine, but not too clear
Search for gold out in the sand
But everything is very bland
So why not sail in harmony
And bury ourselves in the sea
Evaline flies down the hill
While golden sails remain here still
So burn the outer side of things
With broken hearts on trampolines
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5. |
With Fake Eyes
02:46
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I’m out of place
With no face
Gone without a trace
We wonder why
We don’t try
We won’t ever die
And I’m on the roof and I’m on the sea
Because it’s where I want to stay
And I’m very far away
I’m on the sea
With you and me
Here and asleep
We wonder why
We don’t try
We won’t ever die
And I’m on the roof and I’m on the sea
Because it’s where I want to stay
And I’m very far away
And I’m on the roof and I’m on the sea
Because it’s where I want to stay
And I’m very far away
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6. |
Seaweed Heart
02:38
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I want my heart and soul to wash away
And slowly write down everything I say
And I am floating down with nothing on my mind
And I can look into the sun when I am blind
When I’m blind
She put on black and slowly said to me
That she would one day plant an apple tree
And said goodbye and now is never found
So now that tree grows upside down
Upside down
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7. |
The Apennines, Pt. 2
01:49
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won't ya be my baby
be my baby
no i don't mean maybe
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8. |
Eléonore
03:24
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Lonely as the sun would rise
With swelling tears and waiting eyes
Only as the stars would start to fall
To come and pray and tell us all
To shield our eyes from nothing at all
With a love for everything to die
To stop and never, ever try
For you only everything to give
To die and never truly live
To shield our eyes from everything we give
Silence stopping every heart
From screaming while they tear apart
Blister all the minds who cannot think
Who chose to swim instead of sink
To shield our eyes from everything we think
To shield our eyes from everything we think
To shield our eyes from everything we think
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Déesse du Soleil
03:17
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Sun beat down on only me, oh on me
For you, do you want me to, oh to fly away from
Fly away from you
In the sky, in a museum, I’m in the coliseum
On the roof with only you
And I will fly away from
Fly away from you
Golden clouds with no more rain is in my brain
For you, do you want me to
To fly away from, fly away from you
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Home, I’ll come to you to see me through
And we have today to think and pray
About to find a happy end
With my one and only friend
About to find a happy me
And I’m so happy, I can’t see
To you my dear, in vibrant tears
With gasoline that I can bring
To burn down walls made out of clay
On this very happy day
With nothing keeping us apart
Except my painted frozen heart
To you my dear, in vibrant tears
With gasoline that I can bring
To burn down walls made out of clay
On this very happy day
With nothing keeping us apart
Except my painted frozen heart
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hey girl what ya doin tonight
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And with pain and joy and plastic noise
I’ll come to you with nothing new
And my head will fall with no sound at all
And we will jump from our bones
To sing that we’re alone
To think and pray about to find a happy end
With my one and only friend
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13. |
The Elephant Sun
04:33
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Here in the heartland of where we don’t know
We are bathing in sun and caressing our bones
Out on the grass where the moon cannot rise
We are finding a path and distracting our eyes
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Until we go to the elephant sun
Elephant sun
Elephant sun
Out on the border where I’ve remained sane
We are keeping the blistering sun in our brain
Out on the grass where the moon can’t be seen
We are finding a way to where we can be
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Until we go to the elephant sun
Elephant sun
Elephant sun
Until we go to the elephant sun
Elephant sun
Elephant sun
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Elephant Nashville, Tennessee
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