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Intro (Spirit Leaves)
01:30
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one day
i will discover
nothing again
we swim
sun gaze
you will recover
touching the pin
the rim
flipping the entrance stone
isochrone
follow
the soldiers through the
thicket of trees
believe
hollow
i'm older, true love
ticket of leaves
naive
still eager to please
swallow
the words and the feelings
the floor and the ceiling
i don't wanna go by myself
flipping the entrance stone
isochrone
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3. |
Watch the Sphinx Cry
03:31
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in a dream
looking back
looking back
in a dream
(i see the mountains
and i see the dying trees
i see the mountains
and i do not wanna leave)
don't forget
write it down
write it down
don't forget
(i hear the words fade
and i hear the final notes
i hear the words fade
the record is playing slow)
watch the Sphinx cry
waking up
older now
older now
waking up
(i feel the ending
and i feel it start again)
like a riddle
did i even solve it?
i was told
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in the egg, there's something there
what it is, i cannot be sure
until i open it
it's a bet you couldn't bare
couldn't lift what cannot be yours
the money's counterfeit
what you said, i couldn't care
all it is, is the way i swore
the way i thought it is
like a shed that wasn't there
yes it is, sitting on the shore
with me inside of it
inside the inside of the heart
i will live in my own world
just to give everything away
and watch the branches curl
everything seems to be twirled
in a twist i cannot convey
and yet it all unfurls
moon is shining like a pearl
in the mist where a promise waits
a promise made of pearls
inside the inside of the heart
i want what's inside the heart
in the egg there's something there
there's a promise made of pearls
inside the inside of the heart
i want what's inside the heart
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5. |
Now / Never
03:44
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give it all away
it's not the reason why we know
i want
everything to move
in the same direction as the
sunlight
but it can't be so
the wings, they do not wanna glow
at night
only for a day
the shadows lift and now we know
it's time
now / never
nothing still makes sense
just like a surreal story of
this place
trying to get hold
of memories they seem to be
misplaced
i think once before
inside i used to feel it all
moving
you are not the same
you're not who i remember
i can't go home, not ever
it was just a myth
but i will still believe in it
it's mine
now / never
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6. |
The Hero's Glory
02:33
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i was waiting
for the world to turn
like the music playing
while the sunset burns
in the forest
i can't see a thing
like a Grecian chorus
singing just for me
i will find it
even if it's fake
time will tell the secret
like a wish we make
it's the story
that we tell ourselves 'cause
all the hero's glory
ends in tragedy
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7. |
Interlude (Spirit Takes)
00:41
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8. |
More Than I Can
02:30
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my little nightmare
it could be something more
than just a dream prayer
but i'm not keeping score
the smell of cold air
i cannot close the door
i see you somewhere
some place where you are
more than i can
it seems so simple
it seems so real and all
i want's so brittle
it breaks when it does fall
how do you know it?
the song you used to sing
i want to hold it
to save myself from
more than i can
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9. |
Everything Is Too Much
05:03
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golden string shines in the light
it twists and turns the light
beholden like a kite
the wind beneath the bright
i'll dream it all away
i'll leave myself today
i'll watch the entranceway
to find another way home
i still wish that it was so
so easy to let go
to leave the things i know
to be the one who knows
a paradox of prayer
a feeling in the air
to be the one who stares
with eyelids closed aware of
everything is too much for me
everything is too much to see
is it the same way for you
when wading into blue?
the sky, the ocean too
to feel and know what's true
will we ever be sure?
is anything as pure
as sitting on the shore
the way we were before?
i doubt that it is realer
reveal the spin-wheeler
the cards from a dealer, play
everything is too much for me
everything is too much to see
everything will always be moved passed
everything was always the past
sandglass
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10. |
Open the Door
03:06
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open the door
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11. |
Shell
03:36
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wait, it's not right
you never ever seem to remember
the moonlight
reflecting on the river of your soul
fate, it's not mine
i'm better off escaping forever
into night
reflecting all the mirrors made of gold
i'm not sold
it's not gold
we hold
it's not like you
to be like this
see, what i know
crack the egg and find out for yourself
tomorrow
it feels so real but i can't bring myself
please, i don't know
i play the game but i won't ever tell
where i go
i go to sleep and hear the faintest knell
can you tell?
it's a shell
we held
it's not like you
to be like this
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i am going into the forest
there's a path like an ouroboros
trust the plan
in the clearing is where they'll find us
all the versions of me, we'll discuss
who i am
i can hear all Stravinsky's violins
clear away all the signs of my sins
all i said
all the birds, they will sing the silence
they will save me from all the violence
in my head
there are things i have done i regret
i still carry this Catholic debt
it's not right
still i try to forgive and forget
but it's hard when this Heaven has yet
to arrive
reaching out towards the hero's glory
but he wasn't a hero, was he?
trace the fall
every dream is another story
but the ending's a little fuzzy
can't recall
follow me
into where i've been
take a look at this archetypal
type of person, they are an idol
of the lie
it's another falsehood recital
of the perfected, patricidal
face of time
and i want to be something different
and i want to be everything that
i am not
it's a puzzle i can't seem to solve
'till i walk away, then it's absolved
i am free
follow me
into where i've been
where i'll go
where i'm not
i am
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13. |
Outro (Spirit Returns)
00:56
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