1. |
No Pain
03:30
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When they say yes baby see how you feel,
see how you feel,
see how you feel
When they say yes baby see how you feel,
That’s how you’ll know
That’s how you’ll know
There is no pain for us here
No pain for us here
There is no pain for us here
I’ve got chains of roses tough enough to break glass
When I’m at my wits end
You turn barbed wire into grass
When they say yes baby see how you feel,
see how you feel,
see how you feel
When they say yes baby see how you feel,
That’s how you’ll know
That’s how you’ll know
A slow motion race and we both come in last
Because we’re laying in our field finding which cloud is the best
There is no pain for us here
No pain for us here
There is no pain for us here
For us here
For us here
For us here
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2. |
Traveler
04:02
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Every man and woman who walks through that door carries their entire history
Name a year I’ll tell you where I’ve been
I don’t have a bad but a preferential memory
The pieces that I’ve held on, to be
But that’s a really nice thing
I’m the blind traveler finding my way home by feeling the trees
I’m the blind traveler finding my way home by feeling the trees
The destination it was always inside of me
But it’s funny to see where I was looking
I’ll take credit for my own satisfaction
but I still feel like thanking somebody
The pieces that I’ve held on, to be
But that’s a really nice thing
I’m the blind traveler finding my way home by feeling the trees
I’m the blind traveler finding my way home by feeling the trees
I shake new hands to uncover a new mystery
The truth about me is I’m always listening
La la la la, la la la la la
traveler, traveler
La la la la, la la la la la
Traveler
Traveler
Traveler
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English voiceover
with English subtitles
for a German Sci-Fi show
A Gatorade
an everything bagel
and two Tylenol
The door says push yet I pull the knob back
The pink tip of a match turns black
The pink tip of a match turns black
Your face was easy from familiarity
But by golly if only I knew
You’re like the show that I watch
Where the captions are wrong
The pink tip of a match turns black
The pink tip of a match turns black
There's no more seasons or reason to stay in
I may have lost this one
What I thought was a friend
Your face was so easy from familiarity
The pink tip of a match turns black
The pink tip of a match turns black
English voiceover
with English subtitles
for a German Sci-Fi show
A Gatorade
an everything bagel
and two Tylenol
The door says push yet I pull the knob back
The pink tip of a match turns black
The pink tip of a match turns black
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
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4. |
Vacuum
03:03
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Mmm, mmm, mmm
If I could give you anything, I’d give you this
It’s the best vacuum cleaner you’ve ever put your hands on
Because you haven’t touched much apart from the door
Watch the dust leave your apartment floor
Because the name of the day when you walk to your car
it’s staring you in the face wondering where you are
And when you realize where you come from
maybe you’ll be okay in your own home
Falling ins and falling outs, and falling ins and falling outs
Falling ins and falling outs, and falling ins and falling outs
If I could give you anything, I’d give you this
It’s the best vacuum cleaner you’ll ever put your hands on
Because you only live by the things that you know
But the least you could do is clean your home
Falling ins and falling outs, and falling ins and falling outs
And falling ins and falling outs
Falling ins and falling outs, and falling ins and falling outs
And falling ins and falling outs
Mmm, mmm, mmm
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5. |
I Can Help
03:51
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I can help
I can help
It’s a little early for this,
It’s a little late for that
I guess the arms of my clock
Have started to grow fat
And the face of my clock
Looks a bit mad
I bet the repair man
Will say It just got it wet
And then he’ll tell me
Insurance won’t cover that
And then he’ll sell me
A refurbished replacement
I can help
Maybe a reminder
Or a small remedy
To remind me then and again
To take time to breathe
You know, the deep breaths
That take you to the sea and back
Not just the ones
That keep ticking
Suddenly
I see a white glow from the west
And it tells me
Insurance won’t cover that
It's a beautiful day to spend at the beach
At the edge of where the water comes and leaves
An exhale and where I’m at
Is just my apartment
Check it out, I learned how to breathe
I can help
I can help
I can help
I can help
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6. |
RinseRepeat
04:40
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Are you wondering why
You don’t give yourself away?
That’s a code my dear
You plan them up,
You can’t break through
The other ones
You want into
It gets easier
after it gets harder
Rinse, repeat
It gets easier
after it gets harder
Rinse, repeat
You can try to be candid,
But deep down fear a consequence
Just give the dog a human bowl
It will not know the difference
So now what you never asked for
Is what you receive
It gets easier after it gets harder
Rinse, repeat
It gets easier after it gets harder
Rinse, repeat
A code my dear,
Is a sword in the rock
A code my dear,
Is a weird patterned knock
A code my dear
Is in everything you see
It gets easier after it gets harder
Rinse, repeat
It gets easier after it gets harder
Rinse, repeat
It gets easier after it gets harder
Rinse, repeat
It gets easier after it gets harder
Rinse, repeat
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7. |
Hug From My Homie
05:24
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Our heads all swaying in synchronicity
Where the world is silent and we’re listening
Someone hasn’t broken their promise for a symphony
It’s top secret but I’ll tell you it goes on whispering
I thought differently down there before the ascend
Days in dewey decimal system then forgetting what they meant
Now I’m staring at the clouds from the other end
Laughing at the thing that knocked me down from them
Though I must admit, I could use a hug from my homie
And I wonder if they’ll ever know
And I wonder if they’ll ever know
Launched to the ceiling by the press of a pen
They did say velcro is a best friend
Outside the border not a single amen
As I’m floating to where I go from where I once went
Though I must admit, I could use a hug from my homie
And I wonder if they’ll ever know
And I wonder if they’ll ever know
Pings and swells expand and combine
A wad of water around my eyes
I can drive this thing
Bonjour rebirth
Greetings, goodbye
My mother earth
That's what a cloud looks like from the other end
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8. |
In Las Vegas (She Was)
03:50
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The best thing that I ever wrote was a letter to my mother
Written with my left hand
Stating I want to use other parts
Of my brain
Feels like I’m only using 10%
Now I’m relentlessly scratching some mosquito bite
And I miss those thoughts
I cannot not sleep, cannot sleep
I have to save the world from evil misery
Cannot leave, cannot leave
8 hours are expected of me
That letter never reached my mother and had no return address
It is missing, yet
There’s nothing lost
A prize can take up no space, and fill an eternal heart
Save mean’s set free, don’t you think?
I cannot not sleep, cannot sleep
All the heroes unite and hands in on 3
Cannot leave, cannot leave
8 hours are quickly disappearing
It’s 9 o’clock in Las Vegas
I wish she still was in Las Vegas
She was in Las Vegas
She was
It’s only 9 o’clock in Las Vegas
I wish she still was in Las Vegas
She was in Las Vegas
She was
It’s only 9 o’clock in Las Vegas
I wish she still was in Las Vegas
She was in Las Vegas
She was
It’s only 9 o’clock in Las Vegas
I wish she still was in Las Vegas
She Was
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9. |
Mothers
03:58
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OOOOOO EE AAAAA
If mankind was endless stacked webs
Us all being separate strings
Let's say I were to break, would I even shake the damn thing?
But my love grows without a doubt
A giant spitball in the oysters mouth
My will of life and that’s enough, and that’s enough
Mothers telling daughters to be mother telling daughters, to be mothers telling daughters to be mother telling daughters, to be
If mankind was endless stacked webs us all being separate strings lets say I were to break, would I even shake the damn thing?
Mothers telling daughters to be mother telling daughters, to be mothers telling daughters to be mother telling daughters, to be
OOOOOO EE AAAAA
If mankind was endless stacked webs us all being separate strings lets say I were to break, would I even shake the damn thing?
If mankind was endless stacked webs us all being separate strings lets say I were to break, would I even shake the damn thing?
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10. |
Endless Love
03:23
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I have my truth
You have your truth
We have our truth
If we choose
To be true
To each other
Share with me
My endless love
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