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Lucy's Ladder
04:20
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if only you saw my reflection
colored in tones of black & white
if only you knew the correction
a world where there's peace all around
trembling, falling
in the midst of day
watching others take the world itself
if only you saw my reflection
colored in tones of black & white
and if only you knew the correction
a world full of peace all around
trembling, falling
in the midst of day
watching others take the world itself
hearsay, someday
wings upon his back
missing pieces
serve until you're dead
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these thoughtless souvenirs
degraded by the cold
new wishes stay here
in a world that's getting old
fluorescent testaments
of a dying fantasy
newfoundland resonance
for our eyes only
how to say farewell to your bittersweet company
shut the door
say no more
put the lock
save the key
the glow beneath her heart
tearing them apart
with sounds of fading breath
in desperate search for rest
following eternal pathways
blurry maps of consciousness
if you forget your name
take a look and see again
hillside mountains
saturated
forbidden dreams
again, again, again
drowning
falling
drowning
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3. |
Windowsill
01:57
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4. |
How We Fell
05:29
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blackbird singing blue
calling without a home
moonlight visions of new
daydreams for you to know
falling for you
falling for you
the writing on the stone
seeks the voices of a few
to let go and say hello
fumbling through the point of view
waiting upon the door
floating fountain morningrise
rooftop above the shore
painting light before my eyes
falling for you
falling for you
the writing on the stone
found the voices of a few
to let go and say hello
listen to my point of view
falling
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when we were young
falling away from our skin
as we melt with the sun
another day to begin
counting sheep one by one
begging for someone to let me in
seize to be found
if our story never ends
i'm paranoid beneath the ground
you were my only friend
as we age
running away from ourselves
put my body in a cage
and raise me up to your hell
seize to be found
if our story never ends
i'm paranoid beneath the ground
you were my only friend
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there is a story about a flower
who decides it's too silent
then suddenly, it decided to sing
with tones of blue and pink
once the sun set down
and the petals turned cold
this flower sang
a lullaby
little do we know
when it rushes to us
the inexplicable crime
a sudden demise
this flower stayed
strong until the end
after night
whisper my name
little do we know
when it rushes to us
the inexplicable crime
a sudden demise
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7. |
Burnout
07:38
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twist, turn
do not stop until it burns
feel as the taps and thuds dance
shake the walls with their prance
please invite me to the fire
seize this thunderous bliss
with a misfired kiss
laying awake
resting for once
seize this thunderous bliss
please
a misfired kiss
the night-stained door
please invite me to the floor
laying awake
resting for once again
the most gentle reminder
the world is now haze
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BYGONE SUMMERS Miami, Florida
Bygone Summers is a space rock band and arts collective from the suburbs of Miami.
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