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(INTRO) Exi-Daisie...
00:23
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Failure to Launch
04:22
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When the weekend came you didn't have a choice
When the treacle comes to take away your voice
With the will and dedication
And a little concentration
You'd be flying so free...
But here's a counter proclamation:
You're a fool to care
And a fool to be living like this
Every day that I wake up
I find myself face down
(when will you be that which you promised to be?)
It's a cliche having lots to think about
Rather live from day to day without a doubt
And enter the scene
Enter the scene
And treat everything as new:
A job to do.
Try to justify my motive
To a people who have voted
To protect their city
And who'll turn and curtly tell you:
You're a fool to care
And a fool to be living like this
Every day that I wake up
I find myself face down
(when will you be that which you promise to be?)
My failure to launch:
Forever grounded in the complications
My failure to launch:
Forever grounded in the complications
And who'll turn and curtly tell you:
You're a fool to care
And a fool to be living like this
Every day that I wake up
I find myself face down
(when will you be that which you promise to be?)
My failure to launch:
Forever grounded in the complications.
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3. |
Fracture in my Wall
06:58
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Take a look at the sky
How it split the earth beneath
There's a pocket of relief
Where she gave up asking why
Nothing in the sky when the soldiers come
In the still and the dry
Where your echoes find no tread
Come the figures there instead
To the fracture in your wall
Fracture in my wall
Where the soldiers come to tell you
Why you shouldn't trespass
And why you shouldn't dress nice, "baby".
"Come along, girl, and do my bidding.
Deadening sky gives its permission, can't you see?"
Try to think of after but he keeps going faster...
"Come along, girl."
In the deadening sky
Another cloud has passed away
Leaving noone left to say
It had been any other way...
Fracture in my wall
Where the soldiers come to tell you
Why you shouldn't trespass
And why you shouldn't dress nice, "baby".
"Come along, girl, and do my bidding.
Deadening sky gives its permission, can't you see?"
Try to think of after but he keeps going faster...
"Come along, girl, and do my bidding.
Pang of guilt, prayer and it's forgiven, can't you see?"
Try to think of after but he keeps going faster...
Come along girl...
Deadening sky...
Come along, girl, who are you kidding?
Deadening sky ... or the eyes of a girl who "tried to make things hard"?
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4. |
Exile
03:31
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I don't know
I don't know
I don't know why
Why I am in exile
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know how
How I can explain to you
I burst with flagging breath
My arms flap flighty semaphore
to death.
Heaven knows
And just suppose
That I should lose my nest?
I'll start again.
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know why
Why I am in exile
And overwork these floors
I dare not check the lock upon
the door.
Heaven knows
And just suppose
That I don't look my best?
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5. |
Make It Clear [Explicit]
02:31
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You walk into the gallery with great haste
It's a great day
To go to waste
I'm gonna make this clear to you
'less it wasn't from the start
That I'm out of my mind...
I'm gonna make this clear to you
'less it wasn't from the start
That I'm out of my mind
And into your heart.
And in between the calendar's marked due days
Where the folks pay
Enough to live
That's where I'll play
I'm gonna make this clear to you
'less it wasn't from the start
That I'm out of my mind
And into your heart.
I'm gonna make this clear to you
'less it wasn't from the start
That I'm out of my mind
And into your heart.
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Complicated
03:27
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You were the one
And I was there, too
Bearing in mind how you hate my apologizing
A peace broke the barnyard
A piece of the broken cord
That says communication's gone.
Didn't know about falling in love
Shoulda thought about the time I so misspent (but didn't)
Shoulda thought about standing my ground (but didn't)
I'm just a complicated man.
That's how I've justified my distance:
"I'm just a complicated man".
Made up the mind
Of somebody else
The farther away it becomes just like
Talking to yourself
I've made sure quite proudly
That my facsimile of you
Oh, it never takes my side
It's my perverted honour
Didn't know about falling in love
Shoulda thought about the time I so misspent (but didn't)
Shoulda thought about standing my ground (but didn't)
And on that consecrated ground
I spoke in plain and simple language
For such a "complicated" man.
The nobleman has no cause
If it isn't tied to yours
I did this to myself
I'm just a complicated man.
That's how I've justified my distance from you
Me looking at your not looking at me.
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I can't wait to get started
On the passage uncharted
The world won't wait for people like me
West End Park Street blues
Thought I knew my position
But a sudden revision
Knocked me down and turned me around
Brought me to my knees
Stopped before I was started
On the passage uncharted
The world won't wait for people like me:
Self-deluded fools
And I wonder if this is how they felt
All the people that knelt on the block where now I knelt
The world won't wait
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9. |
Pictures of Myself
03:46
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She worked the middle lock alone
I see her there:
In the never, she is, again
I am tied to the millwheel frame
My colour unifies the scene
But see there:
She's alight with a different hue
My composition is cut straight through
No offering justice to...
Only painting pictures of myself self again
Watching the colours run
This is never done
Only painting pictures of myself self again
Watching the colours run
Pictures of myself self again
Watching the colours run
There is a light
And this is mine
I don't even know where it's from
(pictures of myself again
watching the colours run)
And there she is
Out of my mind
The one thing I could never change
(pictures of myself again
watching the colours run)
Why can't I paint something that's new?
A self-portrait that isn't of you...
Only...
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11. |
Since I Went Away
04:34
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"You're so defensive!"
She said, in reply.
Down, down
Tore down my defenses.
A compliment flutters
A pretty balloon
Down, down
I'll see it diminished.
Take me down
To the floor
Take me down
To the floor
Now unsure
Poised to protect you by keeping my distance
Thought I might die a convenient way
But without consent found I'd forged new defenses
Maybe I'm a worse man since I went away
Overawed
Now undone
Sought the truth
Found myself
Take me down
To the floor
Every time I close my eyes
It's like there's something in between
Maybe I'm a worse man since I went away...
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