tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12944030319537954092024-03-08T05:47:29.995-08:00RaleighRaleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07903321990324525927noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294403031953795409.post-83738765006731827172012-11-19T18:47:00.001-08:002012-11-19T18:47:31.644-08:00Sun Grenades and Grenadine Skies (lyrics)<u><b>Helios</b></u><br />
Sun and fire, they conspire<br />
to keep our planets turning<br />
Rings of ire and desire<br />
keep our atoms burning<br />
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It's what we left behind, a shadow of negative bright light<br />
when we close our eyes, the holographic shade the gecko<br />Skipped into the dark to shield against the repeat suicide<br />
Of the young at heart<br />
The young break and the young stop start<br />
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<u><b>China Flowers</b></u><br />
With China flowers a garden blooms somewhere<br />Here dower descends the gloom it's in the air<br />
You wash your hands away with waste desire<br />
The sourpuss face you wear cannot conspire<br />
False truth<br />
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I see your house is built with troubled eyes<br />
Avoiding looking where the light denies<br />
Concealment<br />
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because they made you doesn't make it fine<br />
to shred the heart 'til nothing's left behind<br />
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This slaughter is not your childhood<br />
This roof top is not to fly from<br />
This goat is not their livlihood<br />
This slaughter is not your childhood<br />
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<b><u>Astray</u></b><br />
I sway with astray temptation<br />
It's a joke to trust in lovers<br />
Total bust<br />
Looks like I messed up this one<br />
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I wait for the roaring thunder<br />
It breaks, shakes and takes me under<br />
Total bust<br />
Looks like I messed up this one<br />
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<b><u>Inside Lines</u></b><br />
Stay inside, dotted left solid right<br />
Rear view, time in rewind <br />
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Undying horizon lines<br />Guide my tired wandering mind<br />
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I controlled the gears for you<br />
Lined palms on the steering wheel<br />
Sped towards the desert soil<br />
Plied the cactus rich of spoils<br />
Heard the howl from the deep west<br />
Following the sunset<br />
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<b><u>Still Light</u></b><br />I'd like to call it off tonight<br />
I mean my mind<br />
Seeking ideas undefined<br />
Consolation paradise<br />
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Fall slow full moon<br />
Still light<br />
I'm giving in tonight<br />
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Replaced in stone by hardened times<br />
Red line jack knifed<br />
A truth untold buried inside<br />
A love undesguised<br />
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Fall slow full moon<br />
Still light<br />
I'm giving in to you <br />
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I'll be here where you left me<br />
waiting silently to be set free<br />
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<b><u>Carebear</u></b><br />
We don't carebear where the Buddha belly rolls the hills with jelly slip and slide<br />
With the cat wave penny in the bad mouth green toad good luck can't be bought or sold<br />
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Old wives tale you listened to<br />
Haunted your dreams and awake you could swear they followed you<br />
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Garrisoned the ladder on the way up so that passers couldn't catch bad years like colds<br />
Squashed the spider on the way; the countdown starts for the grey drops to wash away the paint<br />
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'til the day that this all changed<br />
The doctor's words weren't sugar glazed, the surprise wasn't cake<br />
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Every minute you're awake you choose the edge the knife blade strips the peel of the pretend<br />
Fix the devil in the eye with out your fear there is nothing he'd even dare to try<br />
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What you leave behind is beauty<br />
All the time you spent with loved ones contained in their minds<br />
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<b><u>Fresco </u></b><br />
There's a place I'd like to go<br />
it's over there, but we don't know what's over there<br />
I know it's not over so we go<br />
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There's a face I'd like to see<br />
it's over there, but underneath<br />
We don't know what's under the sea so we don't go<br />
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<b><u>Pen That</u></b><br />
I couldn't possibly pen that<br />
Late insomniac memory sieve<br />
Breath on your skin aphrodisiac<br />
Inhale the smoke of the flashback<br />
I couldn't catch the dream again<br />
Tail end of futures, we began<br />
Breath held and eyes closed<br />
and heart paused, prayers intoned<br />
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Rose was the colour my cheeks flamed<br />
Flecks of the warmth that the sun made<br />
Lit up the caverns deep; your eyes<br />
This is where happiness resides<br />
Now it's all pastel, filtered grey<br />
Desperately gathered ; still time strays<br />
Mornings I wake up to relearn that I've lost you<br />
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I'd die trying<br />Oh I'd die trying<br />
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Tympani bellows<br />
the rays shatter through the days<br />
Ringlets of sorrow squeeze my body hollow<br />
Ashes to ashes to ashes to dust<br />
Souls to deliver to hearts that are lost<br />
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<b><u>Puritan</u></b><br />
You woke up as a murderer<br />
The change came from a seedling<br />
and manifested as a voice<br />
Puritan, puritan<br />
but God said so, he told you to<br />
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<b><u>It Will Rise</u></b><br />
Sky lines ride a mile high<br />
Lines electrified roll by wooden poles<br />
Skipped stones mock the shadows,<br />
ripples left by wind<br />
Willow wearing thin<br />
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Sun cast stretch the afternoon<br />
with the blue lagoon fulfilled and subdued<br />
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This trails not a trespass<br />
Guided by believing<br />
Time flies, but not so fast<br />
Memories preceding<br />
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Sprinkles dusted on the wind<br />
Of the songs they sung tingle on our skin<br />
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Supernova split the sky<br />
As our cells expand until they expire<br />
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It will rise<br />
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*ALL WORDS BY CLEA ANAIS & BROCK GEIGER*<br />
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