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Private Plane
04:34
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I could be this sky tonight, double black and full of light
In the wings, so blood-hot, blood-sweet and safe as a naked baby
Favorite one, who knew we are a big blue bird up and flying
We jingle us along, this same old different song's a backhand crack to love
But would we sing the same,
Private plane
Silver machines to your homeland or a flight out of sight
You're a star before I wake and I swing through these ten-cent highs
in a glitter gown of pavement thread
sure I got time, and of who I am, where I am bound,
a dollar lost, a dollar found as you keep walking the street
But would it seem the same,
Private plane
Silver machines to your homeland or a flight out of sight
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Waterbird
04:05
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Imagine puffs of daylight singe your mind
Bets from old days deign to open
In the pick of an hour when time is not so tired
Shake your head, come off the bourbon plane
Where that goes is always nowhere
A blaze of women's tears into your open mouth like a waterbird
Press for high-light purges of your pack (array of infotainment on your back)
The view would hold so high and still like Chinese lions and have its charms
And good would be this long but better was gone
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Nothing Gets You Going
02:53
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This is the hole that holds the spokes that turn the wheel that gets you going
This is the space inside a jar that will hold anything you want
This is the space between the wood that makes this house where we live a home
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High Rise
04:32
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High rise, hit the sea,
playgirls shock your men
gladmouth disagree
Box your bitter playground, let your mother kiss your wall
And stand before the man alone
eleven brothers tall
Raghound make a feast
Hunchback make the scene
cup their hunger in your bell
Riptide keep it quiet, work for what is spoken
So only bread is broken
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