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TBD
01:50
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Hollywood
04:15
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Well no one told us that we would
Have to work through so much
At least the coffee tastes good
These days I bring my cup
Little distractions help me feel
Like I'm doing enough
How time can pass away
When you're looking backwards every day
You keep the light out of your eyes
Talking to the shadows left behind
Life as you know it, it's over
When it had only just begun
Bury it, in cheap regret
Wasted time, is much more fun
I used to look to Hollywood
To pour some light into my heart
But now it's understood
It's really just as dark
One less distraction left
I'm never doing enough
Don't let time just pass you by
Gotta let those shadows fall behind
Feel the sunlight on your face
Not knowing what may come today
Life as you know it, it's over
Or has it only just begun?
If hearts were meant to dwell in wet cement
We'd have never got this far
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Lion's Den
02:12
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Einstein and Marie Curie
Could lay it out on a chalkboard
Use logic and show evidence
Prove the effect links to the cause
If you choose to look the other way
I'm not sure quite what to say
But no-one can know everything
And that's OK
And Christ up on the cross
Relayed the word of his one God
But there are other gods with other names, other texts and holidays
They all agree, across the board
Just do unto others
That which you'd like done unto you
It's Mabo, it's the vibe, live and let live,
Don't pick choose and push your rules
And if you got an education
It doesn't mean that you are smart
Nor does the sound of it's beating
Prove you have a heart
You keep on marching proudly deeper
Into the lion's den
What next? After you've killed your friends
What next? After you've killed your friends
What next?
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Bridges
03:00
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Isn't it a beautiful life we live
Wine, cheese, dinner parties
And if you get too high, pay someone to drive
It seems the finer things are fine with me
Listening to, endless tunes
Bomfunk MC's to Father John Misty
The sound of saxophones, baritones
All of history and it's all for me
I see they've built bridges over the Yarra river now
People can travel at ease
Twice a day, the traffic stops
The river flows, wild and free
I see myself living my life
So creature comfortably
But now and then, it's good to spend
Some time down in the weeds
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5. |
Glorious, Foolish
02:34
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Have you ever had one of those days?
With every step you seem to fall on your face
If I could, I would, close my eyes and change the scene
If I could, I would, choose to dream
One of those days turns into one of those weeks
Tongue tied every time you go to speak
If I could, I would, find a new reality
If I could, I would, choose to dream
But these are
Glorious, foolish dreams
Glorious, foolish dreams
And it's not
Hard to see, how these dreams came to be
When every day, feel the same
No it's not
Hard to guess, how those thoughts coalesce
If every day, feels that way
But these are
Glorious, foolish dreams
Glorious, foolish dreams
And it's not
Hard to guess, how these thoughts coalesce
If you've ever had one of those days
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6. |
Ffor
05:43
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7. |
TBD II
01:12
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