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Prelude
01:13
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It rained for a century from the day they married
From the mountain we heard gunshots in the valley
They jumped into the river, a whole raindrop nation
And the river threw itself into the thirsty ocean
Smoke of wood and smoke of tin wrapped around, hand in hand
I was born out of the water that fell down upon
Thi charcoal land
But you won't always be mine
You won't always be my home
There's a bridge far to the south that no-one's dared to cross
And on the other side lies a land of love and loss
They have cities there, and flying machines
And one day I will go to this place I've only seen in the fleeting moments between angry wakefulness and fitful sleep
I'll walk atop its slatey mesas, stare into its grey ravines so deep
But you won't ever be mine
You won't ever be my home
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Why are men so irrational?
They really are the useless gender.
I say or do a little thing to hurt their precious feelings
And they've de friended me forever
Love hasn't any elegance - it starts with bleary self-effacement
It end with a sorry lover scrabbling for their dignity
I've got it buried in the basement
How I wish you all were robots and I was a robot too
I'm not a tiny star in a brighter firmament
I don't intend on proving my unsuperfluousness
That truth should be self-evident
You shouldn't be a signpost - be your own arbitrator
You always seem to get confused by conflicting stimuli and insufficient data
That's why I wish you all were robots and I was a robot too
I have seven A levels and five or six degrees
I use English with a beauty you can only dream of
And travel widely internationally
I have many years experience - one day they'll canonise my brain
If you just can't be bothered to read my Wikipedia page I can't be bothered to explain
Why I wish you all were robots and I was a robot too
I can't be bothered to explain why I wish you all were robots and I was a robot too
I can't be bothered to explain
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Books before bros
02:59
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I could read all the books, if you stopped throwing dirty looks
When I put my sweet, sweet books before bros
I could prob'ly go outside
But you know what's overrated? Sunlight
So I put my sweet, sweet books before bros
Dear next door neighbour,
I am sorry that I crashed your car with rocks. I'll never ever do anything so horrible - that will get me arrested, you know that. I'll give you one thousand pound to repair.
I could read all the book if you'd just give me time
To put my sweet, sweet books before bros
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The fire in your eyes
04:09
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I haven't felt this blistering heat since the day that I arrived
The mountain split, and fire and ash blew out of its side
And lava covered everything, and many people died
And everyone blamed me cos I had fire in my eyes
You were in a taller building sticking out the basalt plane
I couldn't see for the clouds of steam formed by the falling rain
"Far beneath my feet", I thought, "my doppelgänger lies"
The day I saw you by the window with fire in your eyes
Why would you think I wanted this? Skyscrapers made maisonettes
Maisonettes made graves
You'll always weather any storm, take a different tack and sail away
And after searching for a while we found a smouldering boat
And tucked behind a looking glass were the tatters of a note
"There's nothing here but smoke", it said, "that's why everything here dies"
"But love must count for something", said the fire in your eyes
You were piloting your ship, your attention on the skies
That must be why you never saw the fire in my eyes
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Enemy of promise
04:51
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It must be vanity that compels you to ask me that and think any good could come at all from an honest answer
Enemy of Promise, I'll catch the melody you cast on the breeze
Enemy, I'll take the only dream you had by its tender throat and squeeze
Enemy of promise, I'll frame the photograph of you on your knees
Enemy, enemy, promise me
Maybe I could be the sort of person who does five impossible things before noon
Maybe I could make it my vocation to sit and read book in my room
Where is there a medicine to take away this panic, from living in this city, in this country, on this planet?
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