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Small Hands
04:41
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All that I have come to find
By leading this life
And painting birds on the sky
Makes me wish you would
Take these hands and break them
They're far too soft to change the world
Take this room without windows
Tear down the walls
And let the light shine in
And I'll sing to myself
A melody for all I'll one day become
And I'll sing to myself
And hope that the weight of all my blessings
Doesn't crush my will and bruise my tired feet
My tired feet
What do I have left to die for in this place?
Someone save me from myself
There's no joy in pretending
That it's even worth it to try
There's no joy in pretending
It's just like painting birds on the sky
Just like painting birds on the sky
They can't fly
Someone save me from myself.
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Emerald City
05:09
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Wake up, wake up
I'm only sleeping
Wake up, wake up
I'm only dreaming
Wake up.
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Venice
03:58
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I know that I am not perfect
But I give to you all that I am
In the hopes I'll reflect on this moment
As the day when the whole world began
And if yesterday comes here to find me
And I no longer care to be found
I'll be laughing out loud with tomorrow
And burning today to the ground
If I could close my eyes, I'd see
That there's a place for me
In a world of dreams
But I can't sleep
When I dream this deep
It makes my thoughts incomplete
And there's a home I've created with memories
In a town full of corners to stand on
And speak to each other of longings
Talk of the pictures we've drawn
Of a thousand impossible futures
In a thousand impossible ways
All involving some places we've heard of
Or read in a book yesterday
If I could close my eyes, I'd see
That there's a place for me
Where I'll never be
Cause I don't believe
In a world of dreams
And I can't breathe
When I sleep this deep
It makes my dreams incomplete
And I can't dream
If I never scream
And let myself go back to sleep.
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4. |
Lenore
09:40
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It's splitting hairs to say
I would have missed you anyway
Well, how was I to know
That you'd be dead before the morning came?
It's safe to breath again
I must remember to breathe
It used to be so easy
To tell when you're asleep
I must show discipline
I must be quiet about these heinous ways
I've seen the darkness
Hidden beneath the path I take
But I've been gone for so long now
I've torn my skin, I've cracked my brow
Can you still feel me
Trying to push the darkness out?
There's places you can be
Where separation from your destiny
Might save you from yourself
And all that you entail
When daylight breaks
You know I'll make it right
Death has his starry eyes on you
And it must come as no surprise
To see that exit sign flashing red
And to have it pointed right at your head
As daylight breaks
You know that I don't want to be here anymore
Sweet Lenore
You hold the door
To where the thundering cannons roar
Sweet Lenore
In pieces four
And they're scattered out on the floor.
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