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O Hunter
04:12
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Run dear hart through the wooded dark
Hallowed is the name of your breath
Fury adorned, so forlorn
Yearning for the youth of day
O Hunter, slow down girl I know that you can
Violet inversion, give coercion
How can you say it was truth
Go chase the rain, catch nothing, tame no one,
Bring your colors down
O Hunter, slow down girl I know that you can
Give yourself a lighter load
Stars align your road
No more for the just
End this quest for us
O Hunter slow down
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Oleander Eyes
02:58
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Well cherry candies and liquor are runnin’ through my veins
Uh-oh I’m sugar rush, I am adrenaline
I make a din I am a tension and I’m snappin’ all the time
At frequencies that travel overseas and shatter every
Champagne glass, with high E’s and F’s
Flip the bird, have you heard? Or did you choose to lose your hearing?
Your oleander eyes are inviting,
But I’m fine thanx
What about the party all of the star heat comin’ off the
Celebrities at the show who think that you’re
Cool and tool worthy (there was no party at this time)
But to discover what is underneath in the dark
Using sheets, oh just remember I’m a
Tart, sweet, hard to beat part of your heart strings
Your oleander eyes are inviting,
Your oleander eyes are enticing,
But I’m fine thanx
You were very quiet when I came back home to visit
As you floated in the sun by the sea
Parted lips and supple thighs, your dime-back novel cheap disguise
Silently saying you will find me
Oh well I’m sure, I’m sure I’m sure I think I’m sure I know I sure as
Hell can’t stand up to these demands
Flip the bird, say the word, and never try to try too hard again
Your oleander eyes are inviting,
Your oleander eyes are enticing,
Your oleander eyes are all I never want and more
I’m fine thanx
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Bird + Cat
03:24
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Tuesday at the end of the millennium and I don’t know what to do with myself
She lounges like a cat in the summer sun, glowing after the biggest solstice moon
It was so bright you could still see it in her eyes, if she’d ever open them or take off her shades
And when she speaks oh it’s all happiness and big skies and when she dreams oh it is Christmas on Mayday
Fingers finding more ways to float away, drinking up the glass’s advice
And when the watchband no longer seems to fit right, feather off and whisk the time away
Feather off, feather out, feather light me up – I can see you launching from the fire escape
And when you say you’re going it’s just a big show and when you leave the sunflowers never
Turn back
Turn back
Turn back
Let me grasp
‘Cause she says “he’s still incense curlin’ through my fingers, he’s still nonsense falling off my tongue
“He’s swoopin’ round and I’m stuck on this prairie and
“Has he ever really sung about me?”
Oh I have
(Have you every really sung about me?)
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Glory
03:33
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Dangling out on my own
A red ensnarement, a velvet syndrome
Nothing keeps me from the sky
And too much lurks inside this darkness, pulling over my eyes
How do I fly
Not a single sign of bloom
Pitch drapes hanging from the moon
I sing to keep it all from death
The choice is her or the darkness, pulling back again
I choose to end
There is a light
I’m in this fight
And through the night
I’m holding out for
Glory
As a lark I am sold
All to her for her to unfold
The vines grow high, and I grip tighter
For my long time comin’, over horizons
Glory
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