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Clouds
02:44
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A blip on the radar
Staring at clouds
Clouds that are watching
Watching you always
People in suits with no names
Sipping on coffee
Polishing badges, talk to the brass
Whispering softly
Investments in empire
A weight on our shoulders
We're dreaming of anything close to what's comfortable
Dreaming it's over
Political slogans
A criminal impulse
Biblical omens
Predictable outcomes
The typical discourse
It's simple cause and effect
Like night follows day
How much you wanna bet
Whoever gets elected
Someones getting paid
People in suits with no names
Rewriting history
Dictating entries, a tug on the necktie
The turn of the century
Meetings on mondays
When no one is around
Arrangements are made to exchange information
There's money underground
Security's expensive
You ought to know by now
You ought to know by now
You ought to know by now
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2. |
X-47
02:06
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When the day
Breaks
It wakes you up
And it agitates your eyes
Blinding, you
With information
And their lies
Leave
You thirsty like
your mother made you wise
And I'm the end
We will watch as they make love under the drones
The cemeteries waiting there in the unknown
I'm sorry darling it appears we're on our own
And after all they'll build their cities on our bones
And bones break down
Quicker than your history fades
So take your notes now
Make your descriptions
State what you came for
Play us your song
Before you radiate out
We are busy men
We have messages to intercept
Meetings to attend
And encrypted data to protect
Cybernetic butterfly sitting on your cigarette
Drones hacked to bits by little kids up on the internet
Drones hacked to bits by little kids up on the internet
Drones hacked to bits by little kids up on the internet
Graduated from the Nintendo to Sega Genesis
XBox trained X-47 Pegasus
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3. |
Bona Fide Smile
04:00
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We're scratching at the walls
And trying not to misbehave
They say it's nothing at all
It's just some rattling the cage
It's probably going nowhere
The answer's probably no
It must be hidden somewhere
Somewhere close
And people made of stone
They know exactly how it feels
When running up the road
Is just like running on a wheel
We're zooming in close
Into a Bona Fide smile
A lot of talk of hope
It's probably gonna take a while
We're waking up again
And wandering the halls
It's going on and on
And on and on a clock
You see your face
Reflected in the dark
It's caught behind the glass
And so
You want another kind of life
Well what would you propose
If you could have another try
If you could do it all again
Would you do it all the same
Would you even have a choice
And tell me how would you begin
We're waking up again and wandering the halls
It's going on and on
And on and on a clock
You see your face
Reflected in the dark
Caught behind the glass
And sooo you want another kind of life
Well what would you propose
If you could have another
We're zooming in close
To another kind of life
We're zooming in close
To something Bona Fide
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4. |
Show Me Your Home
04:29
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Show me Your Home and your family and tell me your secrets
Lie on your back watch the clouds pass by in the summertime
Recite me your sonnets and sing me your songs I am listening
Lay down your head under starlight I'll sing you lullabies
La da da da
La da da da
La da da daaaa da da
La da da da
Write me often on postcards of pictures of places you've been too
Keep me in mind on your mountaintops keep in contact
Tell me your stories I promise I'll never forget you
And maybe you'll find something out there to count on
Hands that are practiced in opening closing cigarette boxes
Looking through windows and laughing at comets
Breathing in toxins
Waltzing through motions
The daily distractions
Wandering outward and into a world
That's spinning off of its access
Depart from home, glide away
Out over the ocean
The tidal waves will sweep you in
And never let go
Breaking down your days, atom by atom
wasting away in graveyards with shadows of friends
It's finally happening
On pendulum rope swing
Caught up in ca,eras and captured in pixels and the lights are flashing
There's cash for the taking
The numbers are stagggering
The captain is laughing and shouting his nonsense
And the waves are crashing
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5. |
Kites
04:26
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Standing in your canyon
Waiting for the rain to fall
Carving your name and
Measuring your height on walls
Gazing through windows
Running out of time
Watching as everything falls apart in front of your eyes
And Kites
Flying over hills
They're doing what they like
We're doing what we will
Things evolving slowly
Crawling on your hands and knees
Sipping from aluminum cans and
Learning not to fuck with bees
Pray for your family
Your father is on TV
Dreaming of swimming
Somewhere far across the sea
And Kites
Flying overhead
To sing us something nice
And tuck us into bed
Adding up days
Adding up days
Adding up days
All the claw machines are rigged
Your figuring out life is tough
Contemplating outcomes
Trying not to fall in love
Traveling through time till
Nothing is the way it was
Hiding in the 1990's
Afraid of what you might become
And Kites
Out of our control
Extinguishing the lights
Houses in a row
It's always been Kites
Turning into UFOs
And crashing through the night
Over people's homes
Adding up days
Adding up days
adding up days
Adding up days
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6. |
Bluebirds
00:54
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