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Personal Space
03:45
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They bought up all the land
Underneath Australia and New Zealand
But they can’t get far enough from The Eschaton
I hope I live to see the day
When the planet burns
Beneath the white hot glare
Of my rocket boosters
Brighter than the fading sun
The universe will make
A lovely little living room
Orion is the only friend I need
I was the only one
To make it on his ship undetected
Will he see more
As he manifests his destiny
A man claims his space
Stakes his claim to space
As I squeeze into this tight place
An alien invader
Hey, you can’t forget me
I’m breathing this air too
You are no friend but I still need you
Oh what a wonder
A galaxy of my own
It wraps its starry arms around my home
I’ll never forget
It’s liberty I breathe
To fill my lungs with freedom
Fulfils my every need
Hey, you can’t forget me
I’m breathing this air too
You are no friend but I still need you
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Indeterminator
04:02
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I travelled to your home town
San Francisco couldn’t be so big, right?
So I looked up your address in a phone book
And I turned up in the middle of the night
You certainly seemed surprised, you were holding
Something behind your back, I think a knife
When I told you I was here to save your life
You reluctantly let me come inside
I told you how important you would be
In the 2020 war against the machines
And when I asked the year, and you told me “1955”
And I realised I’d come back to the wrong time
It’s been a hard one.
I’ve been forgotten.
Here...
I’m here!
It’s been a hard one.
You’re not forgotten
In here.
Waited such a long time
Let him go, the future’s mine to fix
But what now?
Never felt the weight of
Feeling like the future’s mine to fix
But what now?
My messenger
He never came
He’s caught up with her
She has my name
But wrong house, wrong year
I’m here
I was depending on you
I thought only you could help
And I tried so hard to find you
But I discovered someone else
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Make me a small animal
Take away my thoughts, dig me a hole
I’m not on top, I’m on the back of this world
Make me a small child
Why can’t you see this so clear?
I am the fingers that sift the soil,
I am the hand that shapes the earth
I am the well that never quenches
So the throat forever thirsts
Your holy hand powers my walk
Build me a road and push me off
You said you see all the strength that I have
I trust in you more than I trust my breath
Why can’t you see this so clear?
I am the the footprints
That disappear when you need your feet to take you home
I am the lungs that never fill
I’m the relief that never comes
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Coventry
02:40
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There’s something that you all know
I wanna know too
Will I be in this dark forever
Alien, fearful, tired of feeling severed?
Just when I learn the moves you’ve changed one
Try to stay loose but I always come undone
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Woke in my house, lights flicker in and out
Moves through just like a breeze
His footsteps without a body
God he doesn’t see me
Thought I might be alright but I’m not
I’m as alone as I used to be
What does he want from me
And this was not the first time
I cut a long story short
I cut our long story short
This old house is still a home to the children
of the spiders that we swallowed in our sleep
Now we don’t take our meals together
Every night my sleepwalk’s woken
My steps broken by the shadow in my bed
of words unsaid
I cut a long story short
I cut our long story short
You took hold of my sleep
Want to scream it’s not a dream
It’s the ghost of you
Move through me like you used to do
And if I die
And if you die
Will we both be still hanging around here
Can a ghost haunt another ghost?
They say you’ll fade in good time
We cut a long story short
We cut our long story
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I can go - I can walk - wherever I want
My face opens doors
I’m pointing at my name on your list
With a bony white finger
It’s there, it’s “Destroyer of Worlds”, that’s me
When I see a closed door
I don’t see a barrier
I see an opportunity
To move fast and break stuff
To blast it wide open
So me and my friends can enjoy
The remains of a door
The remains of a building
The remains of a city
I can go - I can walk - wherever I want
My love opens doors
I’m pointing at my name on your list
With a bony white finger
It’s there, it’s “Corrupter of Hearts”, that’s me
When I see a closed door
I don’t see a barrier
I see an opportunity
To heal you til you love me
To blast you wide open
So I can build my nest and enjoy
The remains of your mind
The remains of your heart
The remains of your body
We can go - we can walk - wherever we want
We open all doors
No need to hide our names from your list
Our bony white fingers
Collapsing all walls we see
We don’t need no stinking horses
To kick off this apocalypse
And don’t you worry
Don’t you worry
We wrote our names down on your list
Because we can go, we can walk
Wherever we want
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Pocket Full of Bones
03:55
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