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End of the World
04:16
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you were so keen on finding the end of the world
in bloom with birds of paradise
and while on the road i would write songs
tried to wrap your mind in a lullaby
to sing you to sleep when you're worn
cus all that you wanted was sobriety
a warm embrace of arms, and not the barley
and you said, ''it's been a hell of a journey.''
from the highest highs the lowest lows.
and i was hoping that you knew that despite it all
i still got so much love for you
in the back of the cab last night
you were certain your world caught fire
i was trying to hold back tears
when you let it light your cigarette on
you lost the most important part of feeling alive
but know there's a beat to your heart
it's fastens and softens when you're near it, baby
cus all that you wanted was sobriety
a warm embrace of arms, and not the barley
and you said, ''it's been a hell of a journey.''
from the highest highs to the lowest lows
and i was still hoping that you knew that despite it all
i still got so much love for you
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2. |
Béton Brut
01:48
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1 2 3 4
what am i made of?
concrete and evergreen
what are you made of?
deep sleep and astral streams
why do i see - what i have come to see?
erase the - apocalyptic scenery
5 6 7 8 9 10
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3. |
April's Song
03:02
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she left the flowers watered
and made sure the sun rose
from her house in the orchard
a place beyond the grove
not a constellation far
she constructed all of it
and every night she had to try
to keep them all up high
and she feared ''i love you'' will never be enough
or so she thinks her love feels like
and she feared ''i love you'' will never be enough
or so she thinks her love feels like
(way out in the water, see it swimming yeah)
(way out in the water, see it swimming yeah)
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Planetarium
02:51
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there's a planetarium out in old bombay
it's a reverie i think of almost every day
there's wisteria on the porch, the gate is left open
of precious metal to me, they're pearly and golden
and you say to me, ''what a beautiful journey.''
yeah, you'll dip in too far and it's otherworldly
that's good cus i live for the musings on mystery
for stars and tenderness make gorgeous memories
you're like the moon alight in every color
a place that i go back to recover
a lily made out of pastel shades
yeah a place in time and space
yeah a place in time and space
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Starlight
04:18
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you're building your home on a different shore
and might i visit you once more?
the rubies and amethyst
rosewater and mint
does time leave you breathless?
as i'm threading a silver line through the heavens
cus the planets are restlessly calling for you
waiting for what you do best
moving night to day
and falling away as we intertwine
calling out from the distance
through our blood orange haze
is there meaning to your mysteries?
is there sweetness in victories?
while i'm growing jasmine and holly
we're moving with the passage of day
on our opposite shores like starlight
like starlight
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6. |
Soul - (Bonus)
03:50
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gave me all the time in the world
so you could watch me from afar
burn like a star through my fabric
cus i was your Venus in transit
oh, oh
cus loving you is hard
gave me a language in tongues
having my soul fill with rush
so you could find a word to describe
the saddest most beautiful one, alive
oh, oh
cus loving you is hard
gave me all the time in the world
so you could watch me from afar
how foolish of me to fall in love
with the red flames of a sunset
it burned like a star through my fabric
so brightly the light emitted
as i stood to admire, deep down i knew
that it would never love me back
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Nectar/Orion - (Bonus)
03:48
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we found ourselves alone inside the universe
in odyssey you were the one that hurt the most
but no amount of time i'd wander through this wasteland
could fix a broken heart like yours, no no
and i could never forget
all those words that you said to me
bittersweet was the nectar, the stars of Orion
they were gold, some eternal, or dying by a million aeons
and that is how i came to know angels, who listened to your harp strings
God- i'd never seen them shed so many tears
and i could never forget
all those words that you said to me
''you're a gentle soul
with all the time in the world
go watch the sun rise, watch the sun set,
let it see you exist.''
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Luna Harley
An old planetarium in a rose garden; or a library full of novels and escapist reveries. Find me there writing music. Or perhaps... just in my bedroom!
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