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Invocation I
00:42
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Menin aeide thea
(translated “Sing goddess of rage” first line of the Illiad by Homer)
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2. |
God Bite
02:45
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Statue in the backyard
He's got his head in his hands
I'm looking down through the bars
And I don't feel so trapped
Something happened that day
Broke the stone rolled it away
He bit me and my eyes opened
Only you make me
Only you make me
Only death can make me
Live my life like any moment
God could bite my hand
God could bite my hand
I am not myself I am not myself anymore
I am not myself but I never was before
Something happened that day
Wounded dog ram in my way
I reached out my hand to help him
Only you make me
Only you make me
Only death can make me
Live my life like any moment
God could bite my hand
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3. |
Thunderhead
03:46
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Clouds in his lungs growing blacker by the second
Hovering above with the face of a thunderhead
Some say it's love if it teaches you a lesson
Takes a little power for respect to surface
Down the lightning thrown by his hands
Down the lightning someone deliver us
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Only place to stand is in the path
Of the Thunderhead
I wasn't there when you conjured up the heavens
I wasn't there when you gave the dirt a name
Now you sharpen up your blade and take aim upon your children
Is this why you made us to have someone else to blame?
Down the lightning thrown by his hands
Down the lightning someone deliver us
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Only place to stand is in the path
Of the Thunderhead
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4. |
Look Alive
03:33
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I climbed out of my window
Tip tied down the roof
Jumped and rolled onto the ground
Ram down the avenue
My head on a swivel
My hoodie zipped tight
At the corner of the block there's a watchful street light
Look Alive Look Alive Look Alive
Look Alive Look Alive Look Alive
Well I've tried to trace your anger
From the welts on my back
To the belt of your father
Did he buckle you up bad?
As I run by these houses
With their kitchen lights on
Do they hide the same rage?
Do they hold back their song?
Look Alive Look Alive Look Alive
Look Alive Look Alive Look Alive
I'm not sticking round to find out
I'm in the darkness on the edge of town
I'm going down down down
I'm going down down down
To the river
Dip me in the water
Hold me by the heel
Thetis my mother
Make me a shield
Dip me in the water
Hold me by the heel
Thetis my mother
Make me a shield
I climbed back in my window
Black turned to blue
The birds started chatting
The grass got it's dew
As I drifted off the sleep
I called out to you
Carry me water
Away or through
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5. |
Beetle on a Blade
04:11
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Underneath the overhang damp keeping dry
People that sway with a glaze in the eyes
Falling on the nod with a needle to the fade
Hangin in the wind like a beetle on a blade
Stone in a field boulder in a glade
Open bottle country road a hundred miles away from here
Grass overgrown broken window shade
Hangin in the wind like a beetle on a blade
Moon is younger than the sun
Out at night and filling up
Time not wasted on the young
Under lights and over cups
Sooner later Sooner later why?
Either way Im gonna be just fine
More than fine
Than fine
Bottom of the bottom or the top of the pops
Everybody fighting while the world around them falls apart
We don't want a dirge we don't want a serenade
We just wanna be like a beetle on a blade
Moon is younger than the sun
Out at night and filling up
Time not wasted on the young
Under lights and over cups
Sooner later sooner later why?
Either way Im gonna be just fine
More than fine
Than fine
Stone in a field
Beetle on a blade
Stone in a field
Beetle on a blade
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6. |
Time Has Other Plans
05:00
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My dreams
They used to be vagabonds
They've been feeling like tagalongs lately
And time
I don't wanna waste my time lightly
Oh I would love to come over but
Time has other plans
Time has other plans
Oh I would love to come over but
Time has other plans
Time has other plans
You're an open book
You're an open book
But a fiction though
Spreading fucking lies
To everyone
You're just like a snake
That has shed it's skin
Only to become
More deadly
Oh I would love to come over but
Time has other plans
Oh I would love to come over but
Time has other plans
Time has other plans
You have got a throat
Like an open grave
Rumors crawling out
Like zombies
Don't you realize
That they hurt us all
That they chase us all
Now we're running
Oh I would love to come over but
Time has other plans
Oh I would love to come over but
Time has other plans
Time has other plans
You're an open book
You're an open grave
Now I know
Time has other plans
You're an open book
You're an open grave
Now I know
Time has other plans
Oh I would love to come over but
Time has other plans
Oh I would love to come over but
Time has other plans
Time has other plans
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7. |
Valley of Fire
02:46
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I think I heard you in a valley of fire
Side of a mountain with the face of a choir
I'd like you to sing
I'd like you to bring out the full moon for me
Sing me the oldest song
Of the long decline
Went for a walk inside a canyon we found
Into the desert til it washed out
And there at the end
We could see that big reservoir beneath
Watching the bath tub drain
To the water line
I think I heard you in a valley of fire
Side of a mountain with the face of a choir
Red rock and black
Shadows and gaps the hot winds carving out
Sing me the sweetest song
Sing me the sweetest song
Of the long decline
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8. |
Invocation II
00:47
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Achilleos Peleiadeo
(translated “Achilles son of Peleus”, first line of the Illiad by Homer)
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9. |
How to Love You
03:38
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Down on the ground flowers for you
Stone to stone, tell me what to do
How to love you
Piece it together, pendulum moods
She thinks you had same thing I do
How to love you
If I could change more slowly
Between lightning and lowly
I'd know much better how to love you
If I could change more slowly
Between lightning and lowly
I'd know much better how to love you
Know much better how to love you
Why do I ask you can't answer
It's all for me everything I do
How to love you
If I could change more slowly
From lightning down to lowly
I'd know much better how to love you
If I could change more slowly
From lightning down to lowly
I'd know much better how to love you
Know much better how to love you
If this is the last hour of my life
I can forgive you, and say that I knew
How to love you
How to love you
How to love you
How to love you
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10. |
Queen Gohma
03:38
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I'll never be like you
I'd never try
To follow the cold old ways
Fears built on lies
I'll drink from the crystal fountain
I'll have gold and golden rules
I'll bring down fire from the mountain
But I won't live inside your tomb
Gonna live til I die
Gonna live til I die
I'm a little bit like you
Dream in my eyes
But the beams catching splinters there
Make me worse for the wise
How I want to be remembered
How I see castles not their ruins
And the greyest ocean calms me
But I don't care for afternoons
Gone live til I die
Gonna live til I die
I'm a lot like him
He's first I'm ninth
He lived through the worst of you
And still turned out alright
And he came back when he got older
When you lost your job when mom did too
And he taught us how to beat Queen Gohma
And he won't speak no ill of you
We're gonna live til we die
We're gonna live til we die
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11. |
Fairy Fountain
00:59
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12. |
Over and Over Again
03:54
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Look back look up look down
What I did what I do it all comes round
My mouth can run and spin
But I'm lookin out for myself, my family up until the end
If I could change anything well I would not change anything
Drop low in winter swing up in the spring
Over and over I'd do it all over again
Over and over again and again
Trick you trick them trick em all so well
When I play the fool I even trick myself
I slip I trip and the best trick of all
I don't put my hands down laughter breaks the fall
If I could change anything well I would not change anything
Drop low in winter swing up in the spring
Over and over Id do it all over again
Over and over again and again
Of all the money that ere I had
I have spent it in good company
And for all the harm that ere I've done
Alas it was to none but me
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Paul Spring Saint Cloud, Minnesota
Like a Celtic monk with an MPC, Paul Spring brings together Bach chorales, UK garage, 808s, and Irish traditional melodies into a mystical new music. His new album, Always Almost Home, is out November 10th.
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