1. |
The Well
03:10
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wind me up
i am just a bird
your play, plaything
make a sound
sing a song, i'll sing
this song, all day
when you were sleeping
when you were dreaming
i was illusion
i was not taking
i was not giving
i was not waiting
think of the well
empty place
perfect place for me
to be, or not
with my eyes
closing i can see
the sun
setting
now
deep in the well
in the reversal
you are there, sitting
in a hotel room
i am not speaking
i am not moving
i am not breathing
(in the reversal,
you are sitting
i am standing)
think of the well
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2. |
Come Home
06:04
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watching through the window
moonlight in the air
birds nocturnal
they wait on fragile branches
i can hear them calling
i can feel the glare
(i wait for you to see
i wait for you to see sun
to see the morning come
i wait for you to see
i wait for you to see me
i am the wind-up bird)
come home
what awaits the morning
will they still be there?
i'm not thinking
no i'm not even breathing
hold my breath 'till nothing
nothing's in the air
(my mind is in the well
my mind is in the hotel
are you still watching me?
or am i watching you?
i cannot speak but i see
i see the water swell)
come home
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3. |
Room 208
00:50
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4. |
Never Ever Even Wanted
03:47
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i think about it
a little doubt it
i never wanted
to go
i never wanted
i never ever even wanted
i climb inside
i try to hide it
i never wanted
to go
i never wanted
i never ever even wanted
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5. |
Away (Magpie Song)
03:48
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i watched
the water
(filling everything up in the world
filling up the whole world
filling it up now)
floating away
i'm floating away
i touched
the magpie
i heard
it singing
a melody
amazement of
a memory
inside my head
i remember
the sound it made
the singing bird
has flown away
(try to catch it but it flies away
but it flies far away
but it flies away from me)
i saw it's wings
recede in sky
will it come back?
i wonder why
floating away
i'm floating away
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6. |
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in the infinite breeze
everything that i've lost returns to me
but it isn't for me
no it isn't for me
sleeping, sleeping to see
in a dream, there was death possessing me
and i knew it was me
still it isn't for me
when the spring is prepared
i can feel all the promise in the air
in the darkness i stare
with my eyes closed aware
is it really so rare
to be seeing the thing that isn't there?
but it feels like it's there
still it feels like it's there
in the water
i'm waiting like the
stillness of a tree
everything is again
in the shape of a circle, my mind bends
it is different from then
still it happens again, again
again, again, again, again, no end
it's a spiraling blend
from the well-spring of way, way, way back when
so i forgive myself
everything-in-itself
in the water
i'm waiting like the
stillness of a tree
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7. |
Things Metamorphosed
00:19
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8. |
Escape the Dream
03:29
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what, am i wrong?
or do i not belong?
do i not belong here?
or maybe
it is gone
i cannot see the light
but i know it's out there for me
in a dream
i try to make some sense
but there's something missing
or waiting
nothing's wrong
there never is a prize
you cannot go back there for love
when i wake in the morning
i'll be thinking of everywhere i'm not
time, in the world
and also in my head
cannot reconcile the difference
so i twirl
all the little loose ends
into something i can
believe
i believe
that when the birds do sing
they are singing for you and me
for us all
but if you don't listen
you will never escape the dream
you'll never escape the dream
when i see all the water
i will know that i've made my way back home
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now that i know it's done
maybe i'll make my way back home
wake up from this dream mind
get back to being who i was
but i don't think the sun
looks the same way it did on loan
time to return this time
paying off interest all because
i was in the well
if you don't want to care
i won't hold it against you, no
everyone has their world
everything goes away in mine
meet in the middle, there
there is a reason, so it goes
spring is a perfect pearl
shining inside the magpie's (eye)
i'm out of the well now
in the water, i found my wings
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