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Tripitaka-san
03:40
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All the way, I stayed awake, it's a long flight back from JFK
Rest my head, I cannot sleep, but you know it's easier not to think
I can't stop sighing at what you said
I can't step quietly on this street
Only want to keep my eyelids falling
Only want to speak but I've lost my sense of timing
Only want to keep my head from falling
Only want to speak but I've lost all sense of timing
Eight a.m. at Paddington, I feel like Tripitaka-san
Rest my eyes, I want to sleep, but you know you have to talk that spin
I can't stop sighing at what you said
I can't step quietly on this street
Only want to keep my eyelids falling
Only want to speak but I've lost my sense of timing
Only want to keep my head from falling
Only want to speak but I've lost all sense of timing
I can't stop sighing at what you said
I can't step quietly on this street
Only want to keep my eyelids falling
Only want to speak but I've lost my sense of timing
Only want to keep my head from falling
Only want to speak but I've lost all sense of timing
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2. |
Miss McCabe
03:34
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If I look back now, I begin to see, where I've been is reflected
I want to choose it, I want to choose control
If I change my mind, well would you ever know, I repeat to myself
I want to choose it, I want to choose control
I begin to say, hey
And she will not choose a way, and she will not think to say
But she will not walk away alone, I want to choose control
Nothing falls away, no-one is to blame, iI recite what I've heard
I want to choose it, I want to choose control
Never want to find, and you should agree, I'm not wasting your time
I want to choose it, I want to choose control
Well, I begin to say, hey
And she will not choose a way, and she will not think to say
But she will not walk away, from all the things she has to be now
And she will not choose a way, and she will not think to say
But she will not walk away alone, I want to choose control
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Don't want a companion for the drive, 'cause I don't feel like talking
Need music to bring the kids alive, we're all looking for new songs
If I would or could now, If I would or could
If I would or could now, baby, do you think I should
I wanna work it out, I wanna work it out
If I would or could now, baby, I wanna work it out
Nobody but me believes inside, we're all looking for answers
I've gotta prepare to waste the night, If I'm nothing but honest
If I would or could now, If I would or could
If I would or could now, baby, do you think I should
I wanna work it out, I wanna work it out
If I would or could now, baby, I wanna work it out
I wanna work it out, I wanna work it out
If I would or could now, baby, I wanna work it out
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4. |
The Things I Do
02:45
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Don't understand the things I do, don't understand the things I used to do
Oh, oh, wish I'd get my shit together, don't understand the things I do
Haven't gone over for a while, and now you don't return my calls
Oh, oh, wonder what you're doing now, don't understand the things I do
I thought I'd seen the last of this kind of crowd
I long to find your friends and catch up once more
No excuse will do this time, should have started this before
Oh, oh, wish I'd get my shit together, don't understand the things I do
I thought I'd seen the last of this kind of crowd
I long to find your friends and catch up once more
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Russian Satellite
03:33
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The weight is off your shoulders, to keep away from me
You're thinking of a reason, you can almost breathe
You've done it again, you're on your way to knowing, a novel way to leave
You've done it again, you're on your way to knowing, Russian satellite
If there's a chance to break down, a window to the sun
You're tied into the silence, you're waiting for the run
You've done it again, you're on your way to knowing, a novel way to leave
You've done it again, you're on your way to knowing, Russian satellite
You've done it again, you're on your way to knowing, a novel way to leave
You've done it again, you're on your way to knowing, Russian satellite
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6. |
Championship Vinyl
03:05
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I've got a postcard from you here, part of my lost and ...
Found the place that made it clear, keeping my feet down
If I know you, you will get what you want, before I do
If I know me, I will let it all go, I always do
I just tell myself again, I wanna catch up on some change
One of those situations, you can always get what you want
I just tell myself again
I've got a picture of you here, I can see quickly
You've drained the colour from you here, but I like you this way
If I know you, you will get what you want, before I do
If I know me, I will let it all go, I always do
I just tell myself again, I wanna catch up on some changes
One of those situations, you can always get what you want
I just tell myself, ah, I just tell myself, ah, I just tell myself again
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7. |
December Seventeen
02:42
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I'd seen her once in a while, spoken to her, she asked me for change
Feels like the laundromat, coffee cup on an old magazine
I've been thinking everything's come easily
I've been thinking everything's gone right for me
I was coming to meet you, now you're going, it's so hard to see you
I was wanting to meet you, now I'm going, it's so hard to see you
I'd catch her now and again, another line, another to myself
Seen her go into the station, movie ticket, a new one to see
I've been thinking everything's come easily
I've been thinking everything's gone right for me
I was coming to meet you, now you're going, it's so hard to see you
I was wanting to meet you, now I'm going, it's so hard to see you
I've been thinking everything's come easily
I've been thinking everything's gone right for me
I was coming to meet you, now you're going, it's so hard to see you
I was wanting to meet you, now I'm going, it's so hard to see you
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8. |
Louder
03:02
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You know I see you, but you walk outside
I couldn't call you with my throat gone dry
I finish up and leave some change
Step out of the curb and stare into the light
I won't go, I can see the trees from here
I won't shout, it's almost enough, when a whisper is deafening
Don't bother smiling in this pointless crowd
My friends talk ugly, we all look so loud
I finish up and say goodbye
Step out of the curb and straight into the night
I won't go, I can see the trees from here
I won't shout, it's almost enough, when a whisper is deafening
I won't go, I can see the trees from here
I won't shout, it's almost enough, when a whisper is deafening
I won't go, I can see the trees from here
I won't shout, it's almost enough, when a whisper is deafening
I won't go, I can see the trees from here
I won't shout, it's almost enough ...
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9. |
Fahrenheit 32
03:55
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Step through those old London lanes
And all the signs still point to rain, I'll be over there
Touch my heels on solid earth
Waste what little time is worth, I'll be under here
I've been careless of, idle, now it's gone
I've been catching all, to be taken on
The tourist stumbles into me
I feel the cold begin to freeze, I'll be over there
Pine for winters underground
Searching for that velvet sound, I'll be under here
I've been careless of, idle, now it's gone
I've been catching all, to be taken on
I've been careless of, idle, now it's gone
I've been catching all, to be taken on
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The East Seventies
04:04
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Watch me slide 'cross the wall, no conversation in the hall
I'm drawn to where it all began
Fifth Avenue parade, it's Hallowe'en every day
I'm drawn to where it all began
What am I saying, how did it get so real?
Now we're framed by the railing, watching the smoke rise still
Wonder if she's still trying, keeping the means at bay
Never meant much to me, I think of it day by day
Central park, holiday, see what the papers have to say
I'm drawn to where it all began
Dream the future, talk of the end, one last chance to leave a friend
And now we're really travelling
What am I saying, how did it get so real?
Now we're framed by the railing, watching the smoke rise still
Wonder if she's still trying, keeping the means at bay
Never meant much to me, I think of it day by day
What am I saying ...
What am I saying, how did it get so real?
Now we're framed by the railing, watching the smoke rise still
Wonder if she's still trying, keeping the means at bay
Never meant much to me, I think of it day by day
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11. |
Letter
03:30
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Will you fall into this scene?
A thought you can't conceive, a truth you could believe
But you can't escape its touch
Reaches you out there, a noise inside your head
I will not fight, all the things you would fight
All the things you would fight, all the things you would
I will not hide from the things you would hide
From the things you would hide, from the things you are
So you want to change your mind
To read between the lines, overcome the tide
Are you always so afraid
To act the way it feels, to speak the things you should?
I will not fight, all the things you would fight
All the things you would fight, all the things you would
I will not hide from the things you would hide
From the things you would hide, from the things you are
I could not be all the things you would be
All the things you would be, all the things you are
I will not fight, all the things you would fight
All the things you would fight, all the things you would
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12. |
Ponderosa
03:01
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Snow drift into sleet, oh, housework for three, I'm watching this street
Please tell me all I am, all that I am
Please tell me all that you can, all that you can
Once into the breach, slow turning of speech, I'm watching this street
Please tell me all I am, all that I am
Please tell me all that you can, all that you can
Please tell me all I am, all that I am
Please tell me all that you can, all that you can
Please tell me all I am, all that I am
Please tell me all that you can, all that you can
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13. |
Indigo
03:56
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Lie awake, play back the scene again, colour grain
Push me now, if you think that you can, be afraid
I walked out all indigo, never stop the scene
And you seem to, while you mean to, will you still believe in all you say
And to nearly, see it clearly, have to sit through all of it again
Push me down, just like d'entre les morte, vertigo
Cinema, I know the space to find, some escape
I walked out all indigo, never stop the scene
And you seem to, while you mean to, will you still believe in all you say
And to nearly, see it clearly, have to sit through all of it again
And it's hard to leave, it's so hard
And it's hard to leave, it's so hard
But I'm leaving, yes, I'm leaving before it's begun
I walked out all indigo, never stop the scene
And you seem to, while you mean to, will you still believe in all you say
And to nearly, see it clearly, have to sit through all of it again
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I feel like it's OK, catch one word at a time
They won't step on the cracks, what they don't show you can sting
These unfamiliar lines, crack and burn in the sun
Scratches like a name, a voice that rubs off of your skin
Dream, turn away, dream, a malaise
I'm worn down to the bone, catch one word at a time
It's dark outside this room, what they don't show you can sting
Dream, turn away, dream, a malaise, dream, I'm away, dream, a malaise
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Kinematic Melbourne, Australia
We're an unsigned and independent 'Unpop' band from Melbourne, Australia. We've have been making music for a while and it's something we love doing. So far we've released three albums of sonic treats, ranging from acoustic tunes to distortion laced rock, with a whole bunch of pop songs that fall somewhere in between. Free download or donation, oh well, whatever ... thanks for listening. ... more
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