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Starling
03:28
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safe in this house
plucking the strings in my bedsheets
i know we're in this for a long time
the starling's eyes, they left them here
remember when they left?
it was fire at my feet
so the water's leaden,
the cracks always widen
between the future and the present day
I will always stay,
'til I go old and gray
starling please let go
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Lyrebird
03:06
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the little pistons in your chest
with pinstripes down my neck
it's not right to be
you write sad stories
i look for words alone
i look for words alone
i wish i could love you more
i wish i could love you more
your stories are about the cloudy peaks
and i am on the other side of them
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Mockingbird
02:47
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mockingbird my friend
did you lose again?
wasn't this the point?
feeling so disjoint
wishes don't make it so
this is something you already know
and if you could just put out that light
we could go to sleep tonight
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Night Owl
04:31
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I wake at 6 in the evening
with a dull ache in my head
the windows are leaking
dusk light on to my bed
the TV is buzzing
an ad between the innings
"just buy yourself a ticket,
"to any place but this shit!"
I need to go anywhere but here
can't take another year
anxiety and fear
I need to go anywhere but here
can't stand to wait around
for things to tumble down
I turn on the computer screen
and stare out of reality
to a world where I'm performing
any role to feel like something
be a ghost
try to coast or just get by on wicked hope
every day passes by, you'll wonder why
you wasted so much time
there aren't a lot of things
holding you back
sell your shit, get a bag, and fuckin' pack
I need to go anywhere but here
can't take another year
anxiety and fear
I need to go anywhere but here
can't stand to wait around
for things to tumble down
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5. |
Falcon
04:08
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(instrumental)
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come down, come down, come down my friend
we've a lot of places to go
and little time to spend
come down, come down, come down my foe
there's a whole River Styx to row
we must go
if you are the ibis
it's true, I'm the abyss
but if you are alone here now
I'll wear whatever suit you need for this round
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7. |
Sparrowhawk
04:10
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you can get whatever you want, why this?
why'd you choose this?
sparrowhawk, your feathers are longer than your days
when you row to the end of the world
i hope you thought about it
you lost so much sleep
i want things to be better
want no more repeats
in the east in the undertombs
or south to the merchant seas
looking for the answer to why
the names have lost their realities
the people here who have such loss,
all songs, was it worth the cost?
would you forsake your knowing of the words
that have brought you to this solemn place?
look deep sparrowhawk
look down that well
look deep sparrowhawk
look down that well, oh well
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Vulture
02:49
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oh, i had to leave home when i learned what it stood for
when i heard your violence knocking on my door
plan to catch you when you flee the nest, my friend
keeping us all in the dark
i wanna be there when you croak, alone, my friend
our love's just a term of art
if it suits you to dip in to the hateful pool
toil in colors of the moon, i'll be a blind fool
but i can't count on anyone else to
back me up when your mask slips and i'm through
they might think it’s all a joke
i know you don't
when you carry water for the white man's hate
i don't want to be a friend of someone like you
getting sea sick while i look the other way
now the ocean's rising, i can see the end
lots of folks've joined you in the intervening wend
someday i know we will kick you down below
we will rise up, smash your palace, and that day you'll know
you can get the consent of the unaffected
though when it comes to it
you will lose
you can posture and treat us like shit
toy with us and trick us into accepting it
but this is a guarantee
all of us make true
i will come back home and i will crush you
fascists bound to lose
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Crow
02:32
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slip off, with your warm and beady eyes,
little crow,
welcome to enter but always free to go
you fractal devil, your crooked little beak
will never mean but always say
"I intend to be elsewhere today"
although the sky up above's a straight shot,
on the way there i can tell
those pretty wings will surely get caught
you made your nest in the rafters of the mall,
and you've become too comfortable
with the folk and food
to leave at all
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Hi! I'm Morgan. I make songs with guitar and computer.
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