1. |
Love Chameleon
04:07
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My love chameleon
Curls up in bed
And dreams about a run
What's the point in trying
When all the others are resigning
My love chameleon
Crawls down the stairs
Tracks the words spoken
Takes more than five senses
To find where danger lives
Don't ever lose one minute of your time
Brave in the ceiling, numb in the spine
Renew colors in
Fire Dark spin
My love chameleon
Gets braver now
And spreads around the sun
Don't know much about loving
When all the flowers keep crying
My love chameleon
Breaks loose again
Into the great open
Whispered caresses
Keep their promises
Don't ever lose one minute of your time
Brave in the ceiling, numb in the spine
Renew colors in
Fire Dark spin
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2. |
OD On Sugar
03:26
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Old lovers new friends
I'd trade them all once again for an ice cream cone
Strawberry melt
I count the days since you last called
I lose the count and count once more
The party's everywhere but in my head
Nobody's anything to say
Speaks his mind anyway
I will OD on sugar
I will OD on sugar
Old speech, new face
Another cover on the coffin place
The ice on the muffin
A double cream or something
Morning cracks ceiling square
I close my eyes and wonder where is Alaska
For all I know's there
Nobody's anything to say
Speaks his mind anyway
I will OD on sugar
I will OD on sugar
Old lovers new friends
All parade once again with my ice cream cone
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3. |
Alike
03:24
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Oh I can grab her hand
When I'm running
Time stands still then starts again
She's a fast train
When I'm on her side
I'm her only son
And enjoy the ride
Oh she gives her heart out to
Anyone leaning on the roadside
Sometimes I dream I'm on the roadside
She's a fast train
Oh give it all to me
The brave storm
In her eyes I see
She likes lakes and mountains alike
She likes lakes and mountains alike
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4. |
Trampoline
03:15
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And the feelings
Underneath
And the blade
In my teeth
Shallow ego
To dress and feed
Spend life
At full speed
We carve
Spiritless cold machines
That hide what has been
Parked flashy
Dancing on a trampoline
The blanket's the scene
We serve
Armies of restless machines
Where no blood has been
Grow eternal
Dancing on a trampoline
Their looks, no scene
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5. |
Cheaper
02:39
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Twelve magpies in line
Scan from left to right
Perched atop a post
The park I love the most
I'm so sorry
I have no food on me
Get back to me later
When bread is cheaper
What's the price of money
What's the price
Twelve men in line
Scan from left to right
Perched atop a post
The park I love the most
I'm so sorry
I have no food on me
Get back to me later
When bread is cheaper
What's the price of money
What's the price
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6. |
Arsonist
02:54
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Tall trees poured smoke into the school yard
The school yard
The light pierced our skin
Our knees bleeding from the bike crash
Brown leaves marmalade
Cross your fingers we'll be okay
I will go anywhere with you
Never mind it's a lost battle anyway
We're two to ten
Won't ever beat this gang
Cross your fingers we'll be okay
I will go anywhere with you
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7. |
Tumbles
04:10
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Bring me back my breakfast favorites and my heroes' books
Gonna play dead and sneak out when they forget about my looks
My blushed love tumbles
Hear the resenting clouds sealing the sky
They sound dark cheap like somebody's gonna die
My blushed love tumbles
Oh it's moving everywhere
Gonna be sick in the air
My heart's burning human flare
Pounding round and square
My blushed love tumbles
Who knows, I could enjoy myself here just fine
Painting the boxes new overflowing the lines
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8. |
Beach Graffiti
02:49
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20 cents in my pocket
A candy wrapper, my life ahead
And I watch over the fire we made
The day getting slower taking on a sparkling shade
Sea salt on my skin
Hair waving like Jerry Lee
And I watch over the fire we made
The day on muffler taking on a spiteful shade
Our names all over the traffic signs
Painted red on the container side
Bring me back my lawyer
Bring me my flashlight
My feet in the water
My head in the building site
On the beach on the run on a leash in July
We'll get the last train home
And face the police and all
The slightest noise in the gravel gets me rattled
Our names all over the traffic signs
Painted red on the container side
And I watch over the fire we made
The day getting darker taking on a burial shade
On the beach on the run on a leash in July
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9. |
My Hands
04:18
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The light draws squares on the floor, my dinner's all over my shirt
Does it all make sense, they shake like crazy but I can't move my hands
Don't squeeze your arms around my neck so hard, I'm an old lady falling apart
Does it all make sense, I want to hug you but I can't use my hands
Rolled up the scenery in the deepest of my memory
Colors go by slow wild like a rodeo
All the places I lived in moving houses in a bus ride
Star-lit sky evenings and the men I don't like
Days in the city days in the countryside
Hours alone dreaming a lifetime with you on my side
Field flowers of my youth their smell all over you
In your eyes, around the kitchen too
I'm waiting in my blue classy dress and the sound of the heat rubbing off on me
Does it all make sense, when I see you waving by the door with your hand
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10. |
Blue
03:49
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The bus drops me dying at the empty square
My skeleton leaves thick blood traces everywhere
From the classroom to my bed upstairs
Dye your hair blue troubles over
My sister helps me crawl to the kitchen chair
She looks at me, says oh there's a light in there
Beyond the gloom and the crazy stare
Dye your hair blue troubles over
Turns out to be few other books for your cover
Your face is not made to be stepped on
The bus drops me wavering at the empty square
I'm a human leaving blue traces everywhere
Dye your hair blue troubles over
Younger days flew with the windy weather
Might get back to you once older
The bus drops me breathing at the empty square
A human leaving blue traces everywhere
The bus drops me breathing at the empty square
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