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Swing and Sway
04:08
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I know that in December
we'll stray away from what we've come to love
The smell of the winter
makes me feel like you are coming home
Say what you wanna say, my baby,
say what you wanna say.
We can't let our ways come crashin'
down on love like a tidal wave.
Call them a little cautious but this
does seem a bit too crazed.
Let's tear off our ears and throw them to the
fish in an early grave.
Where are we going
and will it ever bring us peace of mind?
Spontaneity, ignorance, and tragedy
define our each and every plight
So lift the combination one more time.
Say what you wanna say, my baby,
say what you wanna say.
We can't let our ways come crashin'
down on love like a tidal wave.
Call them a little cautious but this
does seem a bit too crazed.
Let's tear off our ears and throw them to the
fish in an early grave.
When the banner falls I'll tie it up with string
and fill the ballast full of all your pretty things
In attempt to cull the cost I'd cut off my young tongue
to cleanse our palates of devious action.
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2. |
Rainstorm
03:12
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Well, a rainstorm's coming at dawn
tag-teaming with an angry god
and we all lost it somewhere out there.
Feeling sober was a joke
and we couldn't find anything to smoke
It was hard, hard to be living like that.
We look to forests we look to the trees
for a sound confirmation of similar feelings.
We look to the waters we looked to the seas
for a sparkle of light that illuminates our plea.
Crash landed right into a field
grabbed our backpacks and all that we could yield
searched our souls for a place we could call home
We're running faster now we're lost
Assumed that there will be a plot
but there's not anything at all
We look to the forests we look to the trees and
divide up amongst the roots to choose our own paths to seed.
We look to the waters we look to the seas from a
bio-luminescent string of dear memories.
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3. |
Sidewalks
04:53
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Today I have found by the bottle in your hand it's been a good one
Fighting with yourself to cope with all the shit that's come to be
You relayed all your thoughts to a cast iron bed in the old country
You contained all your plots of awakening the dead it's too risky
Dionysus lies around us
in a constant state of inebriation
We're moving forward but he's puttin' us behind
and it goes, it goes around like
Talking in your sleep to forget about the dreams that you've been weaving
Painting your life with a dark and deeper copper colored tone
Wrapped up in a world where the tethers are slowly creaking
Oh tell it like it is child, you're sickened to the very last bone
Dionysus lies around us
in a constant state of inebriation
We're moving forward but he's puttin' us behind
and it goes, it goes around like
Call yourself alive for now
here perched upon your carousel
A dwindling light is spinning 'round
and bounces off your broken bell
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Tree Dogs
03:03
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Spring up from the bed
with a dose of vibrant temperament
Never knowing what's in store for you or those who tend
To every waking thought,
Born of scattered lines and tattered cloth,
Fall into a swell of desperation in contempt.
Lean to the lighthouse
Cross the bay into the river where the
Dream come alive and
Clocks delay digit decay
Hold me 'til the melting mirror
fades and shows how far we are.
Polarizing views
of several different fellowships abused
Thrive upon a siren luring ships into the blue.
Collective conscious meet
at a hollowed pine with guilty feet
Elate yourself and cast your mind into the deepest green.
Lean to the lighthouse
Cross the bay into the river where the
Dream come alive and
Clocks delay digit decay
Hold me 'til the melting mirror
fades and shows how far we are.
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5. |
House Wrens
03:18
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If I get a little bit tired,
I'll let you keep on, I'll let you keep on.
I'd wait up on a wire for days,
humming to birds your favorite song.
Build a tiny home of sticks and stones
Off into the edge of the green
a cardinal cries and beckons to me,
"Youth is not a fountain to waste,
it'll run dry before it's too late.
Transcend the tie of compromise
in decadent release of melody."
Now that we have grown restless my
carrier pigeon messages hide
aging away in an orphan's cave where
our history fosters child's play.
Seasoned flight through Sebastian skies
Continental cavalcade
Solar spell come dance and dwell
Cathartic incandescent rays
Now that we have grown restless my
carrier pigeon messages hide
aging away in an orphan's cave where
history fosters child's play.
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Bambery
Formed in the Floridian summer of 2012, Bambery is an experimental surf rock quartet.
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