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| 2:17 | ||||
I thought you might appreciate
The fact of my dream: A few shapes and lines, Skyscrapers flew off. A satellite fell in the center of And broadcast teh fault that i had become But faraway far away You sang next to refrigerators Ate a crabapple And faraway faraway I woke up in a heart With a sign that said drowning I woried alone: I knew i'd never be king Of some broke rome Fell apart at the knees And i worried today About the number days That i'd really get Before they'd wipe me aweay. But in this world, in this world, So many bright-light people end awhole lot dimmer And in this world, in this world, My very blackest days you could never call tragic. I wont be anyone with a point or a bullet me drink all my fun from a sea, the bluest one. Break my dish on teh stairs To the stars. i dont care For a blank associate Who wont cry- who will fit I'll never fit, wouldnt dream of it I wont fit never dream of it |
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2. |
| 2:36 | ||||
(Verse I)
Far away, Voice on telephone. Everyday slips further away. On and on, I long and long and sing a song of about you. Everday I lay awake And dream that someday She'll come back to me. (Chorus) I breathe for you. I live for you. I bleed for you. I burn for you. (Verse II) Much to say, but she wont speak a word. And today, I know she's not alone. On and on, I hope and hold on To a dream of us together Hear your voice there on the line But all the calls just add up to goodbye. (Chorus) I breathe for you. I live for you. I bleed for you. I burn for you. (Bridge) I need you. [x8] (Repeat Verse I with Bridge) (Repeat Verse II with Bridge and Chorus) Far away. She's not coming home. |
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| 2:25 | ||||
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| 2:55 | ||||
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| 1:56 | ||||
8. |
| 2:38 | ||||
When the whales came up to
breath in sunlight in they rolled on their stomachs in the sand And when I rush like lava too Eardrums crashing you were choking eating oranges from my hands My attention shivers. Here's a ship It's in a bottle and a fist of frozen flowers Maybe I could kiss your language You said "why not" like a sweating fire engine cartoon presidential perfect May I'm a born neurotic horn Concerto wrapped in whale fat Will you speak to me today My attention shivers. Here's a ship It's in a bottle and a parrot giving lectures a fist of frozen flowers |
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| 2:22 | ||||
i always wonder where your mind is
and don't you think that you've got the time i see you floating down this river and don't you think that you could be mine? na na na na please be mine woah oh oh you make me feel like a broken pinwheel and don't you think that we could make it shine? even after all my cold desperation and don't you think that you could be mine? na na na na please be mine woah oh oh |
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| 2:46 | ||||
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| 1:52 | ||||
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| 3:25 | ||||