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Astronaut
03:34
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ASTRONAUT
Out on the edge of the stars
Endlessly drifting in the darkest of dark
Hope that it’s nice where you are
Out on the edge of the stars
Remember the days we were young
We laid on our coats in the back of your truck
Wondering what we’d become
Remember the days we were young
Now it’s me darlin’, when you look up
Yeah it’s me callin’, down from above
Yeah it’s me darlin’, when you look to the sky
It is me callin’, hope I catch your eye
I miss your feet on the ground
You left me so quiet at the speed of sound
Always thought you’d come back down
Forever your head in the clouds
Now it’s you darlin’, when I look up
Yeah it’s you callin’, down from above
Yeah it’s you darlin’, when I look to the sky
Yeah it’s you callin’, hope I catch your eye
Yeah it’s me
At least they’ll remember my name
A piece of me woven in the fabric of space
A ghost in an infinite grave
At least they’ll remember my name
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2. |
Paper plane
03:36
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PAPER PLANE
Stood on your doorstep, half light at sunrise
Your door a shade of faded blue
The air was pregnant with words unspoken
growing contractions of coming conversations
I hold my hand out, across our ocean
Our growing canyon, our great divide
I won’t pretend I don’t know how we got here
But it hurts less when I act surprised.
And if i could just ask for more time
the words alone would not suffice
But maybe if I fold them in a melody
They could find a way to fly, find a way to fly
I take a breath and send love soaring
Like letting go of a paper plane
Wrapped in a tune you might remember
Gently gliding across the lane
And if i could just ask for more time
the words alone would not suffice
But maybe if I fold them in a melody
They could find a way to fly, find a way to fly
And if by chance our voices would find
each other, in harmony entwined
We’d make a bed of golden threads
And never lose our way again,
never lose our way again
And if i could just ask for more time
the words alone would not suffice
But maybe if I fold them in a melody
They could find a way to fly, find a way to fly
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3. |
Work it out
03:36
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WORK IT OUT
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been holding out
Fires burnt to embers on the ground
Trains of thought get torn apart by doubt
That’s just the way things are right now
I’ve been on the wrong side
Looking for my right mind
Holding on for dear life
Lost for such a long time
Reaching for a lifeline
Wondering if it’s real life
So let me work it out
Haze of fog is covering the stars
That used to shine and guide my way so far
Free from anchor, drifting off the charts,
I need to drift back from the way that things are
I’ve been on the wrong side
Looking for my right mind
Holding on for dear life
Lost for such a long time
Reaching for a lifeline
Wondering if it’s real life
Let me work it out
I need to work it out
Tried to drink the ocean dry
every other wednesday night
Running faster than my own mind
Waiting on a broken traffic light
I’ve been on the wrong side
Looking for my right mind
Holding on for dear life
Lost for such a long time
Reaching for a lifeline
Wondering if it’s real life
So let me work it out
I need to work it out
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4. |
Seasons
03:56
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SEASONS
Sometimes even castles fall
No matter how strong the walls
Feed the lions call the wolves
Winter, spring, summer or fall
When I lost you I don't recall
Light a candle, strike a match
Live like there's no going back
Watch it as it fades to black
I loved you in the month of May
Hell, I still love you everyday
Goodbye June
We were magic,
That's the truth
Goodbye June
Winter came and fell too soon
I sure miss saying goodbye to you
Check the boxes that apply
Love or hate or can't decide
Leave or stay or compromise
I met you one sweet July
I guess I'll see you on the other side
Goodbye June
We were magic,
That's the truth
Goodbye June
Winter came and fell too soon
I sure miss saying goodbye to you
Goodbye June
We were magic,
That's the truth
Goodbye June
Winter came and fell too soon
I sure miss saying goodbye to you
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5. |
Isn't it funny
03:12
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ISN’T IT FUNNY
Isn’t it funny
how all of your dreams
come apart at the seams?
Isn’t it funny?
Isn’t it just hilarious?
And isn’t it funny,
how all of your plans,
run off in the sand?
Isn’t it funny?
Isn’t it just hilarious?
A merman is sitting
On a rock by the sea
With a slow foamy grin
And a grim salty laughter.
Maniacally cackling,
Sarcastically clapping.
Now all of your hopes
And all your ambitions
Drift apart in a fission
Like frayed ends of ropes
And a ghost ship float by
With unbearable sorrow
so incredibly hollow.
Isn’t it just hilarious?
Isn’t it funny
how all of your dreams
come apart at the seams?
Isn’t it funny?
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6. |
Everything
04:24
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EVERYTHING
Did you pin your hopes to the highest tree?
Did you think that you might be something?
Did they cut you down, and just keep cutting?
Did they say you dream too big?
I am here falling asleep on the steps again
Why’ve you got everything?
Why’ve I got nothing?
Out in the cold while your tv is flickering
Why’ve you got everything
Why’ve I got nothing at all
Why’ve you got everything
And it stays with you ‘til your dyin’ day
From the very first breath you take
As the penny spins, there's a twist of fate
Can you change the path you take?
I am here falling asleep on the steps again
Why’ve you got everything?
Why’ve I got nothing?
Hold out my hand while you walk by indifferent
Why’ve you got everything
Why’ve I got nothing at all
Why’ve you got everything
Why’ve I got nothing at all
And it stings so hard to feel that I’m failing at life
The biting embrace of a bitter disgrace
But I can dare to dream
That I may be redeemed
And find a quiet place
For an overloaded heart
Do you ever feel like you’re spread too thin
Are you holding on by your fingertips
Like a house of cards that keeps caving in
can you build it up again?
I am here falling asleep on the steps again
Why’ve you got everything?
Why’ve I got nothing?
You’re one street away
But the whole world seems different
Why’ve you got everything
Why’ve I got nothing at all?
This could be you but it was me
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7. |
Aurora
03:27
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AURORA
Aurora lives in a flat by the sea
She was born to the sound of the waves
Ether light runs wild down her street
As the tide rolls out with the day
Double bass and cello strings
They swell to meet the fabled foam
That lays ashore it’s offering
A promise that you’re not alone
A promise that you’re not alone
Aurora
Shells and seaglass for her hair
They echo light upon the sea
That dances on the ebb and flow
She is a part of everything
Yeah she’s a part of everything
Aurora
She sings the songs of the sea
And she’s drawn to the call of the waves
And when the tide comes in to take me
Forever Aurora will stay
Forever Aurora will stay
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YOUR LOVE WAS DEATH TO ME
Your face a cold and cloudy night
Your smile, the icy sea
Your voice a place devoid of light
Your love was death to me
Our cold embrace, an ugly war
Your kiss, my killer bee
So how could I go your way once more
When our love was death to me?
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9. |
Medusa
03:56
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It’s four AM, it’s time to leave
I get up, didn’t sleep.
All so quiet in the darkness
Taxi’s waiting in the street below.
Medusa. Oh Medusa.
A final view at a crowded bed
Just one more minute while I clear my head.
I hear them breathing in the darkness
Taxi’s waiting in the street below.
Medusa, I need you Medusa.
I don’t want to feel so alone,
Please turn my heart to stone
Medusa. My Medusa.
Airports, trains, busy streets,
sleeping alone, in stranger´s sheets
I hear them breathing in the darkness.
The crowd is waiting in the room below
I need you my Medusa
But your cruel mercy
will not shine on me
Thankfully...
I remain, flesh and bone,
So fragile and so alone.
But when I come back home
They will not embrace a stone.
Medusa.
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10. |
Unanswered
04:11
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UNANSWERED
They're calling again from 1963
Never answer, but I think I know what it means
The phone is disconnected , but still it rings
If I ever pick up will I hear anything.
What say you, who is this that calls for me?
Sefur í ró, (sleeps quietly)
sveinn undir snjó (a boy under the snow)
Hringja vill heim, (longs to call home)
Því hvíld í móður faðmi þráir. (For he yearns for rest in his mother's arms)
They're calling again, from 1954
If I don't answer, will they call me anymore?
Endless echoes cut through the air
Too scared to find out if there's anybody there.
What say you, what do you want from me?
What say you, what do you need?
Leiðin mín lá, (my way lay)
ljúfan um sjá (Over a tranquil sea)
Heim aldrei hélt, (never came home)
með hafsins brúðarskarti skrýddur. (clad in the ocean's wedding garb)
They're calling again from 1945
It used to take years, now they call me every night
Too hard to ignore, so I gave up the fight
Heard a voice in the darkness on the other side.
What say you, what do you want from me?
What say you, what do you need?
Sár er mín skömm, (my shame is painful)
sölt bæði og römm (salty and bitter)
Aldrei á ný, (never again)
álftæra rödd þína að heyra (your elf-pure voice to hear)
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11. |
Orgar brim
02:50
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ORGAR BRIM
Orgar brim á björgum, (The surf screams on the cliffs)
bresta öldu hestar, (The wave horses break)
stapar standa tæpir, (Cliffs stand unstable)
steinar margir veina. (Many stones howl)
Þoka úr þessu rýkur, (Fog fumes from all of this)
þjóð ei spáir góðu. (Does not bode well for the people)
Halda sumir höldar (Some men believe)
hríð á eftir ríði. (A storm will follow this)
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