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All the clouds turn to words
All the words float in sequence No one knows what they mean Everyone just ignores them sung simultaneously with above verse: Mau Mau starter ching ching da da Daughter daughter dumpling data Pack and pick the ping pong starter Carter Carter go get Carter Perigeeeeeeeee Open stick and delphic doldrums Open click and quantum data |
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| 2. |
| 1:49 | 
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| 3. |
| 2:56 |
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Brown Eyes and I were tired
We had walked and we had scrambled Through the moors and through the briars Through the endless blue meanders In the blue August moon In the cool August moon Over the nights and through the fires We went surging down the wires Through the towns and on the highways Through the storms in all their thundering In the blue August moon In the cool August moon Well we rested in a desert Where the bones were white as teeth, sir And we saw St. Elmo's Fire Splitting ions in the ether In the blue August moon In the cool August moon |
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| 4. |
| 2:30 |
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| 5. |
| 3:01 |
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| 6. |
| 3:48 |
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I'll find a place somewhere in the corner
I'm gonna waste the rest of my days Just watching patiently from the window Just waiting seasons change, some day Oh, oh, my dreams will pull you through that garden gate I want to be the wandering sailor We're silhouettes by the light of the moon I sit playing solitaire by the window Just waiting seasons change, ah, ah You'll see, one day, these dreams will pull you through my door And I'll come running to tie your shoe And I'll come running to tie your shoe |
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| 7. |
| 1:28 |
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| 8. |
| 2:26 |
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| 9. |
| 1:30 |
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| 10. |
| 4:01 |
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The passage of time
Is flicking dimly up on the screen I can't see the lines I used to think I could read between Perhaps my brains have turned to sand Oh me oh my I think it's been an eternity You'd be surprised At my degree of uncertainty How can moments go so slow Several times I've seen the evening slide away Watching the signs Taking over from the fading day Perhaps my brains are old and scrambled Several times I've seen the evening slide away Watching the signs Taking over from the fading day Changing water into wine Several times I've seen the evening slide away Watching the signs Taking over from the fading day Putting the grapes back on the vine (Simultaneously with the last two verses, another voice sings another melody with different words, as follows:) Who would believe what a poor set of eyes can show you Who would believe what an innocent voice could do Never a silence always a face at the door Who would believe what a poor set of ears can tell you Who would believe what a weak pair of hands can do Never a silence always a foot in the door |
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| 11. |
| 3:56 |
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| 12. |
| 3:00 |
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| 13. |
| 3:59 |
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Rosalie
I've been waiting all evening Possibly years I don't know Counting the passing hours Everything merges with the night I stand on the beach Giving out descriptions Different for everyone I see Since I just can't remember Longer than last September. Santiago Under the volcano Floats like a cushion on the sea Yet I can never sleep here Everything ponders in the night. Rosalie We've been talking all summer Picking the straw from our clothes See how the breeze has softened Everything pauses in the night. |
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| 2:44 |
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