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No, I'm not quite ready to be this indebted to you
or all the things you do.
Perhaps it's just that I'm not fun,
perhaps all I ever do is run away, away, away, away.
Is this a way to find out if I'll stay?
You know me better. Because you know I won't for this, no I won't, no never.
Just because you saved my life
not once or twice, but a dozen times,
you think you deserve some love this time?
--but you don't.
I'm not built for that.
I'm not quite ready to stay around, to die around, beside you.
And no, you can't force that.
This pain was built to last.
I'll write you in ten years or so
once I'm washed up with nowhere left to go.
And hope, since it's all I have, that i can make things right
and you'll take me back
but promise me, love,
you'll do the better;
and
tear
a
million
pieces
from my letter
'cause I'm the one in debt to you,
and that will always be true (always be true)
it'll always be true
more than "i do"
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[I fucked up: I've got your space channel open, open for you. Make sure you have no last regrets. Give me your memories. Checked and clear. And now we're ready, we're ready to go.]
I find it kinda funny that 100 years from now we will look back on today and ask "How were we not in love?"
"How were we not under the control of space?"
Now listen baby if you wanna run from me, make sure it's clockwise, 'cause in due time, under the power of space, you'll have your hands in mine with a smile on your face...
...When you get around
when you get around
when you get around...
And I'm so satisfied with you; we're on our space ship!
I don't give a fuck if it's Mars or Venus or Neptune or Pluto or any of that other shit.
'Cause yeah I love you, I really do, I love you so much.
And it's with all my heart and all of space that I'm completed with your touch.
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Seventeen Light Years
04:07
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drinking glass
kept for memories' last
i'm a wreck now beth
'cause of you
because of
fire in the sky around me
trees are lagging decay's found me
maybe we can make some more diamond shoes
this is the neutral zone for every last breath that won't get shot out into the air or fall to your feet in a sigh
but it will simply sit and rest with not even the energy to define it
not even with a feeling
[this is how i feel: impossibly right...]
the wires breathe luck and i tap away, right-tap away
onto your drinking glass...
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Hydrogen & Helium
04:23
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i am thinking of you, strangely even now
was hypnosis not the remedy somehow?
i'll be stuck on jupiter for another sixty years
while your photo and your tissues hold my tears
every simple promise that i'd ever simply made
turned complex upon rotation, spinning farther with frustration
fuck the years of innovation and my whole civilization
i just want you back
if science never made a mistake, then i'd be holding you
i am the fluorescence, the glow, that makes the planet burn;
the twinkle in the night when you check in summer, early june
if i had only known what i'd done before i left the moon
i would rather die in the storm than be away from you
but options don't exist in the form of what i want to do
i would rather die in the storm
but she will never let me (she will never) die in the storm
someone
fly me back
i'd trade my arpeggiators for the chance
to see her again
(synth solo lol)
i'll be stuck on jupiter until the next poor soul arrives
maybe i can warn him
someone's gotta warn you
and remind you
to look into her eyes
you already know the purpose of your life
this gravity
won't keep me down
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When Ghosts Die (I & II)
05:21
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Part I:
and even the ghosts have died
but my haunting will not subside.
they say the calm comes before the storm
so did i miss it? or miss them both?
this ship reeks of ethanol
and i wait for the bridge to call
i know there's a chance i'm not going to Earth
but i'll take this for all it's worth
Part II:
i try to get myself through this
but thing's familiar're left amiss
do you remember what my kiss
feels like december isn't this
close to us, or this damn far away
we're in between, i can't believe,
can you believe it's almost May?
i write in verse like it's the only thing i know
while melodies are simply show
ing all my cards and nothing more
hope that you're impressed
by simple songs
about the things that i did wrong
while you were always right,
watch for me in the sky tonight
but will you have me back?
or did i beg too much for that?
i'm sorry that i took your pills
the space between us is what kills
you think i don't grasp what's above
but it's not me i have to love
i hope you'll see me one day soon,
simply a boy who fell for you
and if you don't, i'll go away
i'm built so tragically i may
suggest that gloom has found a home
in living with me all alone
but don't believe i'm not okay
as long as i know you will be
it's hard for me to want much more
than know you're happy.
i never mentioned this before
but one night, through baby socks
you touched your foot to mine
and we slept
how did you find my heart so easily?
and why can't i find yours?
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Barefoot and Phoneless
05:46
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do you know who you're look ing for?
occasional and distant.
she pulses
and i can feel her in the room
so i'm content
knowing that she'll pass
and be the instant
this is the ballad that i wrote for my sun
when the eyes were opened to damage done
this is the battle that i fought for the son
when the girls all lied that they hadn't won
[everything works out the way i want it to work out for me]
and
my
heart
will always be a magnet
whether it's attracting you or not
WE CAN'T START YOUR LIVES UP FOR YOU
WE CAN'T START YOUR LIVES UP FOR YOU
WE CAN'T START YOUR LIVES UP FOR YOU
WE CAN'T START YOUR LIVES
i won't stop trying if you tell me too
but you gotta stop lying or it's all i can do
if the sands are greener on the other shore
then you'll probably be safer with a different oar
i am all alone enough
to know
the ropes
and you're always wrapped around me
you're alwayz the ropes
and
my
heart
will always be a magnet
whether it's attracting you or not
...
do you remember when your dress caught fire?
we used to have fun some times
on the evenings when the clouds were kings and the grass was orange
oh we used to have fun some times
turkish royals on my old front porch, men building on us
we used to have fun some times
in the dark on the phone with the cat and and the surge up the shaft
we used to have fun some times
barefoot and phoneless when i saw your name and I fell a part
we used to have fun some times
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freeze-dried ice-cream's safe from the sun,
but it melts quick on your tongue.
and you still looks as beautiful as you did at the ball on Mars.
to think we've come so far -- and for what?
Joy'd have easily been granted back on Earth;
nothing compares to what you're worth
those centuries of mom & dad technologies,
wrapped up in a bow
while the finest gift laid outside in the snow
with arms outstretched you fit that mold
giggling and snickering and sneering in the face of one-hundred-sixty decades engineering
crystals fell and landed on your tongue-- they melted quick
i should have realized then you'd be the only one to stick.
but would I've had that chance if I didn't ask you for the dance on Mars?
would we really've come so far?
all I needed to see; it's you.
all i wanted to be; with you.
when stars shine pale while next to you,
comet tails chase after you,
while solar systems spiral you,
the constellations envy you,
darkness glows as light for you,
every mystery is solved by you,
sitting in my living room
my window only showed me you
and i act like i never knew [?]
i guess i had a thing for you
i guess i had a thing for you
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hey
yeahhh!
we are brothers on the shore
we had mothers looking for
the take
of single birth
of satellites
the raining purse
you never told me so
...
so enchanted don't you know?
i wrote this song for you; you'll never know
i doubt i'll ever know what made me fall so hard for you
but i think it was your bangs
i think it was your bangs
you really have great bangs
you really have great bangs
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we wake up in different spots than where we fall asleep
so i'm indifferent to the plots of Earth we claim to keep.
step by leap by tick by tock by bike by car by plane by launch by day by year by life by death, i hope i find eternal rest
i still dream about you
we were wrong in thinking that we're rulers of the sky
so i'm left in anticipation for my race to die
but i still dream about you...
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binary translation:
title: "So..."
lyrics: "I will live in this dream."
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Winemilk
01:11
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I smelled of the orange from the bottle she left
while she smelled like the vanilla in the one that she kept.
And I wondered if the planets would align again, so we could touch each others faces with our painted hands.
This is how I do it this is what I know:
I've got a cactus in the blender and a reason to rewrite my songs for you. She'll be another one for me.
if your false god's lonely then he's looking for fun
and if your false god found it than he's not the one
if his false god's lonely then he's looking for fun
and if his false god found it then he's not the one
if your false god's lonely then he's looking for fun
cuz if your false god found it then you're not the one
if his false god's lonely then we're looking for fun
and when my false god's lonely i have found the one
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey.
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey.
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey.
Hey hey hey hey hey hey.
I only wanted you to be my best friend.
I never wanted you to meet my girlfriend.
I always said you were incredibly pretty, impressively naive, embarrassingly sweet.
Fuck the stars, fuck the moon, fuck the fountain on Talitha II.
Fuck the plans we made this autumn,
So your tops will always match your bottoms.
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