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hearts and wings that beat, you take to flight
rise above the trees, the roofs are wide
i wish i could be as free and wild
lighter bones and eyes that see for miles
but I don’t wish for reincarnation
i don’t know if this is any worse
but I don’t wish for reincarnation
i don’t know if this is any worse
imagine if your fingers were claws
you could scratch the dirt and get worms
you could pierce an ant where it crawls
build a nest of twigs in the trees
but you might feel the breeze like a hurricane wind
and wind might feel like bombs dropping
i can see the top of your head
i can see more colors than you
i can sing a very short song
it goes like this now, “how do you do?”
I don’t wish for reincarnation
i don’t know if this is any worse
I don’t wish for reincarnation
i don’t know if this is any worse /
I don’t wish for reincarnation
i don’t know if this is any worse /
I don’t wish for reincarnation
i don’t know if this is any worse, this is any worse
hearts and wings that beat, you take to flight
rise above the trees, the roofs are wide
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If When In Candyland
02:37
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will the air reach a maximum
Of triple oxygen
stop the stream?
please don't lie
i can handle it
i can handle it
please don't lie
if when in candyland
if when you hold my hand
how much can love withstand
passion and greed?
please don't lie
i can handle it
i can handle it
please don't lie
am i not good enough, I got a million bucks?
and yet I still compare, what about the billionaires?
if we're all climbing up, we buy ourselves some luck
don't wanna take the stairs, what happens if we all get there?
please don't lie
i can handle it
i can handle it
please don't lie
we cannot pretend that
we should only hope
like trees facing the wind that
we surely will break if we don’t bend
if when you're buried deep
after you turned the cheek
how much of soul to keep
will you regret?
please don't lie
i can handle it
i can handle it
please don't lie
we cannot pretend that
we should only hope
like trees facing the wind that
we surely will break
if we don’t bend
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Was the water bad
was it cold at night in cave
When he held you tight
was there something wrong with your head
do the flowers bloom
where the streets were once hard and black
do the buildings reach to the open sky
now the stars all roll past
Nights, Nights at the end of the world
Nights, Nights at the end of the world
Does the song you sing
make the fighter's call a new trade
With a tune that sits like a tired bird
on the shoulders of your heart break?
Nights, Nights at the end of the world
Nights, Nights at the end of the world
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The Patriots Arrived
02:58
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if you took my breath and i took your test
who would lead the tribe
if she gave you head and I just watched it
they would say we lied
the chamber voted, the sheriff gloated
the patriots arrived
if there's not difference between faith and fiction
how do you decide?
feel the burning, stomach churning,
look me in the eye
the council rested, a traitor mentioned
the patriots arrived
they gnashed their teeth, like a hungry beast
it was fear but they called it pride
to pack, to throw, to pick, to lift, to dig,
to squat, to scrub, to wipe, to dust clean the
gardens, toilets, little children
you want it faster
you want it cheaper
my back, my bones, my legs, my heart, my skin
and blood, and sweat, and heat, my hands give me
one good reason
harvest season
they want it faster
they want it cheaper
the chamber voted
the sheriff gloated
the patriots arrived
they gnashed their teeth
like a hungry beast
it was fear but they called it pride
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If I Was a Pilot
04:35
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if I was a pilot
making your engine stall
hoping that we might coast
maybe the air's too thin?
there's no one to catch us
maybe the sky's too much
what if we landed hard
what if we both caved in?
float, float, fly, fly
you shouted "i love you"
does that mean that you'll go first
a lie only makes it worse
you know I'm afraid of heights
float, float, fly, fly
maybe then i'll trust you
after you’re dead and gone
wish I could love you more
instead of count your flaws
float, float, fly, fly
float, float, fly, fly
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Ms. Fridrich Washington, D.C.
wind farms across Kansas, dissonant pop music, old pianos in used book stores, and spontaneous mountain dance parties make
us want to sing and play drums in public squares and Ethiopian restaurants.
MidAtlantic Indie-rock Band. Based in DC&Philly.
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