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Metal Phase
02:29
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Cut me, sew me up
See if I can take it
Cut me, sew me up
I bet that I can take it
The sky fell down on you
The ground shook beneath my feet
We revise and we repeat
The sky fell down on you
The ground shook beneath my feet
Now the pattern is complete
You saw me through my metal phase
We both lived through the ice age
I bet that we can take it
The sky fell down on you...
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Some wiseguy said
That fools go rushing in
Maybe they're the ones who bind these branches
But lightbulbs blink
And silver hammers
Unleash my heart in avalanches
I know it's just the start of it
I don't want any part of it
Don't know what I was thinking of
There must be a reason
Buried within the season
How can I help falling in love?
You left your body
And tied it to a crss
You threw your gold out with the garbage
Your crystal ball
Gave bad predictions
You just surrendered to the carnage...
I know it's just the start...
So hold your breath
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3. |
High To Low
03:20
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You made your money hitting nails into their soles
You played the margins now you’re picking out the open goals
But moving silently along the risen ground
A narrow window opens - circumstances lost and found
But they’re watching
Looking out from streets below
And they’re planning
To take you down from High to Low
And now that pink smoke’s blowing out across the breeze
There’s a beast of burden here - he’s begging on his bended knees
And in the darkness they’re dressed bright as they can be
The hunter’s hunted now and face to face it’s you and he
And they’re dying
Trusted to a mirror’s glow
Distant mountains
Taken down from High to Low
But they’re watching
And they’re dying
But they’re watching
Looking out from streets below
And they’re planning
To take you down from High to Low
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4. |
Statement Brickwork
03:26
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The blueprint for this house
Was drawn up long before you moved in
The brickwork; a statement
A declaration of what lies within
You play with confidence tricks
To pull it down brick by brick
You build it up
To knock, knock, knock it down
You gave us foundations
To knock, knock, knock it down
You brandish a trophy
Like fools we polish your crown
You fix me with those eyes
My feet take root in the grund
You pin it to your chest
You wear it like a crest
You build it up...
And if we build it back up
You'll claim this house is a wreck
And if we pull it all down
You'll claim it's our complex
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5. |
The Pony Remark
04:03
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The boards are bathed in light
The dust starts to rest
Analysis begins
But the room rejects the test
Guts spill into the crowd
A fire is doused in sand
The atmosphere corrodes
As the flights, they fail to land
So what's the bottom line?
Is this a comedy?
Is this an ailment?
Is there a remedy?
We can be free
Of ties that bind the memory
We can be free
But you're rejecting their line
It's a sign that you cannot see
The second act begins
We walk towards the light
The darkness dominates
But something came alive tonight
Silence descends
The story peters out
What will it take to shake a faith
That's always been devout?
So what's...
We can be...
"What are you selling to them? What are you selling yourself?"
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6. |
Dimension Jump
04:56
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Tracing the point
Where the timelines cross
Where the numbers were dialled in wrong
A faded graphic
Of faces without lines
Eyes shut tight and heads held back in song
Try to measure the cracks in your voice
And the gaps between the things that you said
The shape of your stories lends a simple outline
To all the lines I write in my head
Trawling through back issues
Turning dusty pages
For memories that I can rerun
You were hiding for so long
You were hiding for so long
Let's talk celluloid, let's dowse it in drink
Let's run ourselves right into the grund
Some shoulders bear the weight of heads to ld too soon
I wonder what you'd make f this now
How'd we get a century so wrong?
Let's talk celluloid...
Needles and pins
And a thin layer of skin
And a dot on a question mark
We deal in fallout
We deal in complicity
We deal in tracing this arc
How'd we get a century so wrong?
How'd we let the decade just slip by?
How'd we make a lifetime feel so long?
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7. |
New Town
02:25
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We moved the cities underwater
Said good-bye to open air
Acclimatised to new surroundings
And built our new lives there
Survival's harder underwater
We fought for space among the crowds
We had to follow brighter prospects
And built our new home in the clouds
I breathe in (x3)
I can't wait to idle
I can't wait to breathe
I can't wait to dawdle
I can't wait to feel like this is home
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8. |
Line By Line
04:41
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What’s that expression? The one you used to say to them?
The one that no-one ever seemed to understand but you
It left them thinking. What if it was you who got it wrong?
Full of words that don’t belong
You’ve got to read the notice
You’ve got to follow the sign
You’ve got to take the message down
And read it line by line
How did you get there? The place you always thought you’d be?
The place you pulled the ladder up and built a higher wall
They kept on looking. What if you came down and tried again?
Who would help you then?
You’ve got to read the notice
You’ve got to follow the sign
You’ve got to take the message down
And read it line by line by line by line
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You surveyed the scene
Filled with dust and debris
But it made the grade
Your heart barely skipped a beat
You found symmetry
In that midtown manor
Kept your heart in your pocket
On that midtown street
They said you ruined poetry
(They rode your sensibility)
You said, "It's more than they ever did"
You wrote symphonies
Whispered songs across ribbon
Spent entire days
Painting portraits of concrete
You made your own way
Across that midtown midday
Breathed in the city
On that midtown street
They said...
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10. |
Hatches
05:56
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Here's where the clocks run down
Here's where the band plays out
Here's where we stare at the stars
When the universe reaches its end
Will you let all the dark matter in?
Here's where we stare at the stars
So batten down the hatches, we're gonna hit the iceberg
Batten down the hatches
We burned all the matches, we set off all the fireworks
So batten down the hatches
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11. |
Kissing Through Curtains
02:29
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I watch the rain
As it trickles down the glass
Distorting everything in view
Of me and you
Meanwhile a thousand summers pass
Static fills the waves
The signal flickers in and out
Until it's clear
This connection can't be saved
Summer's waiting
But my skin's so dry
How's the season gonna heal us
When i can't face the light?
Sunlight's fading
And my eyes are tired
Sit beside me as I sift through
The embers in the fire
We got reeled in
We got tangled up in terms
We've got overlapping frequencies
And more cause for confusion than concern
Now here's the chase:
The flow is endless
One click following another
And their paths cannot be traced
Summer's waiting...
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