1. |
Jumping
01:32
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You jump beside me, and we're sharing
Some kind of interest in laughing
But I lose my balance though
And the sight of the gaps terrifies me
I trip and I stumble forth
Lean to you, involuntarily
I'm not used to passing so many people
Still don't know where to focus my eye balls
It's like an endless dream of memories and adventure
A little bug flies by and I'm captured by it's candour
A little dog, happy tail
Introducing my fingers and I fail
How do I find something that's long long forgotten?
Maybe even harder than that; something never gotten?
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2. |
His Inside
03:00
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He came to me, said he couldn't see
What it really was; what he wanted to be
He put on a hat
Said: "I don't really like that"
Came to me, said he didn't know
How to knock on a door
He walked up the porch
Although the leaves told him not to
Put his fist up in the air
But then he fell down that stair
This is what opens his inside
x2
I came to him
Said I couldn't see
The trodden path
Or at least the room for me
Said I did not know where to go
Still didn't want him to show me the way
Came to him
Said I didn't know
How to resume
Beyond the full moon
I did not believe
That it could be possible
To hold on to something
When my hands are so small
This is what opens his inside
x4
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3. |
Caramel
01:44
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4. |
Taxi Driver
02:32
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The sharks are circling
Just beneath the surface
They find nothing to eat
Because their hunger shines too brightly
One swimming up to me
I ask: "Have you seen yourself?"
Listening with his right ear
He asks: "What do you mean?"
With Robert De Niro...
The sharks are wondering
Where their late night snack have gone
Their air is not our air
Their world is constantly running water
One swimming me by
Slowly, because I caught his eye
Lighting struck once
And then, it struck twice
With Robert De Niro...
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5. |
So Delicate
02:15
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So delicate to feel that bumpy ground beneath
So delicate to chew that chunky food with those broken teeth
All of those things; gone's not the word
But all of those things have gone with the wind
So delicate; the self hatred in a gift
So delicate; the reason why you drift
All of those things; gone's not word
But all of those things have gone with the wind
All of those things; fine's not the word
But all of those things have found their way
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6. |
Born
03:45
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At that time, at that place
Put beside, beside his face
Grew up within his arms so caring
Meanwhile stealing what he was sharing
Woken up, though barely sleeping
Kicking me, while he was dreaming
Carried up upon the rooftops
Where you can feel the falling raindrops
Looking at the streets beneath
Not caring for the sounds of laughter
At this height there seems to be
Nothing worth running after
(little solo)
Learned to count with his fingers
Never learned to count myself
And every memory that lingers;
Collecting dust on a distant shelf
We were so far above the street beneath
Caring not for the sounds of laughter
At this there seems to be
Nothing worth running after
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