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Clever
05:53
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Oh lord please awaken. I know I'm not mistaken when i'm calling out your name. Oh lord please wake up. I'm finding out…You’re running out. You’re running out on me. You’re playing around. You won’t make a sound. I’m finding out this is real. I’m finding out this is real. I'm finding out it's all real. Oh lord we never...oh lord not forever...oh lord you're clever.
I'm bugging out with love. I was lost but now I am found. I'm falling down the rabbit hole. They came to look for me and there I was, growing into a tree. Growing into a tree.
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Serpent Legs
03:12
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Ocean all around. Feet on the ground. When you are in awe.
Just when it crawls on its belly side it's forgiven.
Primordial soil on the ground. Wet and null.
Hope all goes well with your genocide. Give them hell.
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Clifton Tiger
04:24
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Lonely tigers fill this town. Leave the doors open, spend the night. In Clifton forests hunting rare light. The past is touchable...know, that I'm the one who terrifies your mind. That I'm the one who recognizes you.
Pretty danger fills this room. Leave the doors open, ravish it. In Clifton forests coming down. The future's touchable...know, that I'm the one who terrifies your mind. That I'm the one recognizes you, I'm the one who's been denied, I'm the one who's dignified, I'm the one who notices you.
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Send Us a Signal
01:59
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Send us a signal. It's ok with us if you go away. All that we borrowed, wait till the end of the world for returns. Send us asylum. The milk is running dry and I feel tired. All that we borrowed, wait till the end of the world for returns.
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Cincinnati Whistle
03:53
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Awoke the earth, I put my jeans on. Buried us, for the night. And we've poisoned ourselves too many times and I don't know why.
Awoke the earth, I went back to sleep. You took us to another place entire. Buried us, for the night. And we've poisoned ourselves too many times, too many times to count.
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Albatross
05:26
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I have loved you for a long time; many years gone by. And when we tried to make it fall apart, our love held it together.
As I watched us flying through the clouds, I tried to shoot us down. And now I see, you hang around my neck and everyone sees it too.
Would you be my anchor or leave me just a drone. Scarring up the new beginnings. Drinking everything I can. Or should I tumble blindly like a bird out in the fog. Scratching in these letters and these marks upon the wall. You know that I love everyone most of the time...I can't figure it out.
Hell is just a place I made up; another fiction I can't let go of. I got left on the wrong planet many million years ago. Would you send me a signal. Would you give me a ride home.
You know I love you more than I could ever love myself and I'd fall off the edge of everything just to not commit. Let's watch another movie that explains our lives to us...I can't figure it out.
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Saramago
02:08
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Call on me. to be. your shepherd. Even though you're in the ground. Even though you can't be found. Even though you're all around.
But only meek and humble enter promised land.
Follow me and leave your children. Even though you're in the ground. Even though you can't be found. Even though you're all around. Even though you can't be found.
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Waiting for the Dogs
03:36
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All the young are passing out; from drinking too much poison.
All the young are passing over; in the form of cigarette smoke.
All the young are passing out; from the bottles on their parents shelves.
All the young are dreaming about; the picture of that pretty house.
We waited for the dogs to come home. Waited for the dogs to come home again. To come home again.
And they told me that I'd grow. And they told me I was beautiful. I'm well-rehearsed and ready to explode.
All the young are passing out; from drinking too much poison.
All the young are passing out; from the bottles on their parents shelves.
All the young are passing out; from drinking too much poison.
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Waysiding
03:33
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In my darkest dreams, I'm stretched across the table, in a dark room, mirror on the ceiling, your ghost lowers into body and it tastes like dust.
Woke screaming, I was flying out the window when, my life flashed before my eyes. Truth unknowable, inconsolable, god made us to cry.
I think I'll fall in love again
Just when we thought we made it, we fell down by the wayside in a trench made of clay and what has been. Tell me to live again, tell me anything, and I'll take the wheel this time. Dreams that walked on water sank into the deep end of the lake that reflected the sky at night, we skipped stones on those beautiful homes, water ripples in your eyes.
I think i'll fall in love again
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Ende
02:34
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May god keep us warm and young; terrified by all he made. He spit me out of his mouth into the garden.
And when we go to heaven, please don't let it be forever. Please don't let it be forever.
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Aaron Collins Cincinnati, Ohio
Aaron Collins is a multi-instrumentalist, vocalist, and songwriter formerly based out of Cincinnati, OH. He has released four solo records and has played in various projects around Cincinnati as a drummer, keyboardist, and vocalist. On his solo works, Aaron typically plays most of the instrumentation and has long collaborated with friend and guitarist Stephen Patota. ... more
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