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Tanngnjóstr
03:17
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Awake for a time
Lord knows I fly
You were my kind
Playing both sides
What a lovely home this could be
If only it were more than just me
My bed is now twice as big
Symbols for life
Nobody’s type
There’ll never be
You for me
What a lovely house this could be
If only it were more than just me
My bed is now twice as big
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Eurydice
04:41
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The mourning will come
After pain, I’ll follow brightly
I thought you were done
But you live on in what is here
I try to
Keep down
Keep down; away
Keep down
I thought it was fun
The way I felt when you were around
But what could I have done
I felt the needle thread through my eye
I’ve done what you wanted
The day will come
I’m haunted
You say
You say
You say
You say
After mourning I’ll come
I’ll wait for you to rise
What I could’ve done
You’d wait for a score
What I would’ve done
I should’ve done
Don’t look back
Don’t look back
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Mount Etna/Typhon
03:15
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Would you love me if I stayed?
Would fuck me if I play your games?
Would you see me in the
Way that you see yourself?
I could do better without hate
Could you not wait for my very last day?
Would you love me if I stayed?
Would you touch me if I paid for it?
Would you love me if I never came home to you
When my wrist calls for a lathe
A simple slice while I lie and bathe
Would you love me
If I needed you
But I don’t
I don’t, no
I don’t
I don’t
Would you love me if I stayed? (Stayed, stayed, stayed)
Would fuck me if I played your games?
But I won’t
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4. |
Pantheon
01:38
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Orpheus
02:50
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And I watched it burn
Like an anachronistic urn
I turned around
And you fell through the ground
You don’t know what I’ve been through
To get me back to you
You don’t know what I’ve been through
I don’t know
If anyone is ever more than
Compost
I lost you and then we got so close
(Oooooh/Eeeeeh/Aaaaaah)
And I watched it burn
Like an anachronistic urn
I brought you back
Just another heart attack
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6. |
re: Dropbear
02:32
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This town will never feel like home
I’ve never felt less welcome anywhere
The supposed sense of chill;
Riches are hidden in the hills;
Nothing here is alive
From farm to fable
All we do is try
We have nothing but
An oversaturated sun
The city that says they love to rest
Fuck the west
And also fuck the rest
You’re the best
And not letting me get what I deserve
And making fools sipping their soft serve
And filling up with pests
Fuck the west
Fuck the west
(Fuck the west)
Fuck the west
(Fuck the west)
Fuck the west
(Fuck the west)
(Fuck the west)
(Fuck the west)
(Fuck the west)
(Fuck the west)
I’ve never felt less welcome
Fuck the west
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7. |
Atlas (disambiguation)
03:21
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I am sweet compelled
To begrudgingly short circuit
Everything I’ve felt
I can see from hell
But nowhere else
In my cell
Helps time fly through/by what’s inside
A siren’s wail
You can see through me
And what I believe
Don’t look back
Don’t look back
Don’t look back
Don’t look back
Keep on
Dyed hands
Paint and soot
Parched pigment falls
Slow to rot
Fye on them
I had their backs
Don’t look back
Don’t look back
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Listener/Swiftgoer
02:54
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Oh, I don’t mind
Anything from you
Oh, I can’t find
A place for you
You won’t find
Anything here
Oh, bide your time
Quickly if you can
A perfect lie
Makes your bed
You won’t find
Anything here
Oh, why must you try?
Oh, I can’t tell
Anything from you
Oh, I can’t find
A place for you
Sometimes I think
You destroy my life
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9. |
It's Chaos, Be Kind
03:24
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How’s your
Day been?
I felt
Inside
Be kind
Maybe
You were all I needed
You were all I needed
And maybe
I’ll find
You were
Undying
Will I live long enough to see
That you were all I’d ever need
And maybe
I’ll find you
There
Don’t look back
Don’t look back
Make it out
Don’t look back
(Oooooh’s)
Maybe
I'll find
Something
Inside
Don’t leave anyone
Don’t leave anyone
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Thálatta! Thálatta!
04:23
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You can have my Xbox when I’m gone
A little bit of fun left from me
You should never write a story til it’s done
So you can start mine when I’m gone
If I’m done
If you could be anything you wanted
Why would I
Have ever chosen me
No reason
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11. |
You, A Mountain
07:07
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You were a mountain that I couldn’t climb
I’ll reach my hand into the sky, to reach the other side
And I was a river that you couldn’t ford
With each next step, you’d lose your breath, and pray for a something warm
Our parents are gardens that we’d never burn
They were in our sight but now we’re out of time
The killing of self is the worthiest crime
Only those that know will reach the other side
And love is not
The savior that I need
I felt nothing when you were alive
I reached out straight to feel myself and make sure I was fine
Nothing appealed to me, I couldn’t find
I just wish I’d set my sights, any amount higher
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Sometimes the flowers arrange themselves
Sometimes people just want to help
But the other’s that don’t
Who will never find a way
Take some pity on them
They need it more than anyone
Sometimes the flowers arrange themselves
Others will do it for themselves
No they don’t
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City Of Orchestras is a collective headed by New York City native, Dylan Alexander Freeman but was brought to its fruition in Los Angeles with fellow musicians from the California Institute of the Arts and LA Locals. Freeman's project is a true testament to the power of improvisation and collaboration. ... more
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