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To those who wait…
03:37
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How strong it pulls
the draw of the reeds
each hidden place
to my eyes, at least
A gift erased
elated and praised
a patient gaze
or a gracious patience
How strong it pulls
the draw of the reeds
each hidden place
to my eyes, at least
I would bury it all
in a heart's beat
to wear the red of your bill
Can't you tell? Can't you tell?
A gift erased
elated and praised
a patient gaze
or a gracious patience
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2. |
Grow your own feathers
03:02
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C'est un récit pâle
mains évasées
mais tous les dénouements
coulent entre mes doigts
Ces pores veulent pousser des plumes
Ces pores veulent pousser des plumes
I am alive
and barely alive
and this isn't over
but I am over it
Ces pores veulent pousser des plumes
Ces pores veulent pousser des plumes
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3. |
I have it on record
03:19
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In the early hours
of the afternoon
there's a patterned shadow
moves across the room
There are stranger things I've seen
I'm just stating what I mean
In the annals of my time
As the days grow long
there's a sense of doubt
like a circle of sunlight
through a massing of cloud
There are stranger things I've seen
I'm just stating what I mean
In the annals of my time
there's an ending underlined
When I come home
there's a light
on
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4. |
Late
04:46
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Late, late
I'm always late
Never seem to notice the time
Fate, fate
you called it fate
but no one ever pays you any mind
What happened to the patient man I always said I am?
What happened to the patient man I always said I am?
I keep waiting for a clearer sign that something's wrong
Say I never see it when it's been there all along
Wait, wait
just let me wait
I'll work out all the numbers in my own time
Hate, hate
I've often said I hate
I wonder if you've noticed it's mine
What happened to the patient man I always said I am?
What happened to the patient man I always said I am?
I keep waiting for a clearer sign that something's wrong
Say I never see it when it's been there all along
I can't keep waiting for a clearer sign that something's wrong
Say I never see it when it's been there all along
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5. |
Moorhen
04:19
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[instrumental]
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6. |
Just Leave
03:48
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Out of the picture
Out of your mind
Out of the goodness
you tend to find
Unlocked from the shackles
Unlocked from the door
Unlocked from the bindings
that I never bore
Take me with you
Take me away
Take all the strength
that I've saved to stay
I know I don't look much
I know I'm some state
But I've still the sense left to know what I'm saying
When I say: Take me away
Tell me you'll listen
Tell me you're near
Tell me you'll forgive me
when I'm no longer here
I've tried to listen
I've tried to hear
But now that I'm going
it still isn't clear
Take me with you
Take me away
Take all the strength
that I've saved to stay
I know I don't look much
I know I'm some state
But I've still the sense left to know what I'm saying
When I say: I don't want to stay
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7. |
Bodyswap
03:19
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Au réveil, j'attendais
indiqué dans l'eau
mes pensées, mes pensées
Le sommeil, je faisais
fatigué… toujours
mes pensées, mes pensées
Travaillant résolu
comme fait l'échassier
l'oisillon d'ondulations
entre les roseaux
Pourquoi tu supportes pas
les rats qui vivent si proches?
Ils ont leurs soins propres
et s'en veulent personne
Je me suis noyé
Je me suis noyé
Je me suis noyé
Je m'abandonne du corps
et je te l'offre
un échange entre moi
et ma petite oiseau
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8. |
Ça ne me veut plus rien
03:51
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Collées, mes idées inattendues
Sauvées puis vidées, moi j'en veux plus
Ça ne me veut plus rien
Je m'enfuis de la pluie dont j'adore
et bien, ça me convient – ma vie dehors
Ça ne me veut plus rien
Ça ne me veut plus rien
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9. |
In the name of omission
03:19
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And in the name of omission
the desires left unsaid
and the angers unexpressed;
In the name of the unexplained
emptiness that is distinctly human,
and the overwhelming urge
to release for all time,
the spirit caged in this body;
We, the undersigned,
ask the permission of passage
to the body of another
to free this spirit
not through anger
or violence
but peace
and ignorance
at last.
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10. |
A sense of oneness
04:08
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Dark waters
a stone surface
cold detritus
bodies lifeless
Swallowed up without form
comes together, edges torn
L'eaux foncés
surface en pierre
détritus sans lumière
masse morte
Swallowed up without form
comes together, edges torn
Avalé, sans matière
ça rassemble, mais déchiré
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And of course it's just like me
to oversimplify
tell me which of these
has a hunger of its size
And of course it's just like me
to sink into myself
so tell me I could be
like anybody else
And of course it's just like me
to make this about me
so if this is about me
then I'm still here
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William Waite Wright Dublin, Ireland
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