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a fire on the inside
03:29
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Set fire, honey, to the thoughts that I convey
Would you recognize them one way? Would they all just look the same? Ohhh…
I could build the fire and I could fan the flame
The signal’s up in smoke now as it all just burns away
Ohhh… There’s a fire on the inside
I could build a fire, I could fan the flame
Reignite the pyres of an ashen yesterday, ohhh…
I can hear the sirens, maybe help is on the way
Spontaneous combustion strikes anywhere it may
Ohhh… There’s a fire on the inside
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mirror world
03:36
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Sideways rain is knocking at my window, tell her that I’m not home
sideways rain is knocking at my window, tell her that I’m not home
The mirror world opened its mouth to say I could drop on by any time of day when I want to
I’ll see you in reverse on my doomsday
And just one page off the atlas, that’s my address, that’s my address, yes
Your Call Is Important To Us / Your Call Is Important To Us / Your Call Is Important To Us
If you travel far enough, you will eventually meet yourself, and I’m always waiting
Waiting for the day when they finally let me off this plane
Just so I can get right back on and then go the wrong way
I’ll see you in reverse on my doomsday
Mirror world, mirror world, on the wall, just tell me who is the operator, that’s all
She said: Your Call Is Important To Us / Your Call Is Important To Us / Your Call Is Important To Us
And just one page off the atlas, that’s my address, that’s my address, yes
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ice age
04:39
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My hands were tied, I tried, but there was nothing I could do
My hands were tied, nothing to do, but to blame it on the moon
No, it wasn’t my own actions, or subtractions of the truth
It wasn’t by my own design, no, the snow is living proof…
Winter is coming, winter is coming and I done and wasted all my tears
Winter is coming and I can’t stop running think I’ll run for all my years
And I wonder, will I reach the summer, to thaw away these fears?
Oh I wonder, would it all just freeze again: what have we here?
Have I wasted all these years?
Have the planets turned, has the moon come quite yet near?
Has the sun shone down, shined a light so clear?
And I wonder, will I reach the summer, to thaw away these fears?
Oh I wonder, would it all just freeze again: what have we here?
Winter is coming, winter is coming and I done and wasted all my tears
Winter is coming and I can’t stop running think I’ll run for all my years
And I wonder, will I reach the summer, to thaw away these fears?
Oh I wonder, would it all just freeze again: what have we here?
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4. |
#dtk
02:16
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Instrumental
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5. |
kitchener.ontario
03:23
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Somebody got their feelings hurt
Who wanted the last word but got cut short like a mini skirt
Who got stuck in the past like a backwards time traveller
A flash in the pan like New Year’s Eve fireworks
In Kitchener, Ontario, on the last of December
Gone forever
And every time you think that you’re all complete
That’s your mind made up like a masterpiece
That is counterfeit
Non sequitur false history
And every time I walk down these torn up streets
I am knocked back down by the blasphemy
False anatomy
All flooding back to me
Somebody looks a little cranky
So off to bed now, yes early, and no T.V.
I see you sneaking
You can cry all you want and I’ll be sleepin’ easy
Walkin’ bright and breezy
‘Cause I been freed from all the spoonfed bullshit feedings
You’re still needing
Blood sucking destruction and upheaval
Bring crowns down with words deceitful
Though believable in construction in fuckin’ Kitchener Ontario
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Do you recognize yourself, seeing your reflection inside out?
You, the backwards mirror, you, reflecting clearer
You were never what you seemed to be
Old piano in the sand, stained by memory and fingerprints
Play a sad song for me, ghost piano haunting me
With all its vacant melodies
See: The second hand has stopped. The old grandfather clock
Is turning into what it’s not
O: The keeper of the days. The old familiar ways
Have brought the mirror about face
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like your ztyle
04:08
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When you say that you’re breathing, I don’t believe you
And when you say that I’m dreaming, looks could deceive you
But I like your style, I want to try it on for a while
And see if I fit you
I really like your style, I want to try it on for a while
And see if I fit you
Every day feels like leaving. What would relieve you?
In the state of lucid dreaming, who’d be the real you?
Oh I like your style, I want to try it on for a whileAnd see if I fit you
I really like your style, I want to try it on for a while
And see if I fit you
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i dug a hole
04:03
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So I was holding down the fort, or I was bringing down the house
Or I was building up the walls to keep me in or keep you out
To keep this dialogue alive, to kick and scream and jump and shout
I looked within and went without, I dug a hole to bring me out
Thinking: I would live or die trying
John Henry was good folk, he was a steel-driving man
And if he can’t beat the machine then maybe no one can
But he was dying just to know in the prowess of his hands
So I was planning to make plans but I got caught up in demands
Thinking: I would live or die trying
I really meant to be there, I was hoping I could show
But I got caught up in myself, you know how it is and how it goes
And how I had the best intentions, but I was waving to and fro
Oh, maybe I’m just a broken soul, maybe I’m just broken but you know
I would live or die trying
You can change the future, but you can’t change the past
And you can’t hold on to one thing as if that thing will last
But we could try our very hardest, we could do our very best
We could settle down and make a home in all the bones of what we have
Thinking: I would live or die trying
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9. |
6th extinction
03:06
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Instrumental
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CONDUCTOR Cambridge, Ontario
Conductor is the alternative/electronic music project of Matthew Davey.
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