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Der Oberst
05:29
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In death you will be innocent
Just like the rest of us
Everything you gave me
I give back
Just look at the table
For an explanation
Of everything that isn't much
Of course you know the color of the moon
Of course you know i love you, but it doesn't matter
Of course you know
Of course you know
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2. |
Die Elbe
04:50
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Get out, get out, get out, get out
I don't reek of lilies and roses
Your pale green lady is filled with oil and rotted fish
The trick to living is learning to let go
It's time to shut up
and it's time to give up, right now
Get out, get out, get out, get out
Tomorrow is without you, Other
You don't even have a face, say "yes" and go away
The trick to living is learning to let go
It's time to shut up
and it's time to give up, right now
There is no answer
There is no answer
There is no answer
The fire has almost completely burned out
The fire has almost completely burned out
The fire has almost completely burned out
The fire...
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arbitrary speech in a sorcery of sound
try to connect all our brains--moving our tongues around
the notions that endure do not resemble the truth
of the knowledge we convey there is not an ounce of
proof to pour into a glass now that our days are done
we will sleep and we will not awake til everyone is
one and two of you are born to speak an ancient word
each one that is as meaningful as one you already heard
wishes on the floor, wishes never come to rest
the words you feed into my spine, in harshness they caress
the thoughts that do not have a name have finally struck the nerve
of the knowledge upon which they float and for which we
reserve the right to come again into the sea of flesh
it may not be a home at all, but it seems we are
enmeshed in silks that we have forged that bind us to the earth
and none of us are truly free, except from death til birth
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4. |
A Cup of Coffee
02:50
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When I speak to you, it makes me want to feel you steal the warmth inside my body til there's nothing left
it's not like there was anything inside for once or ever after realizing time is an illusion
Sensations of your breath beyond your teeth into my ear canals, they make me feel the weights are lifted
that were holding my feet to the ground all these years
and of course this life's worth living --
It's not like we were doing anything else with our time, anyway
The equinox will come and go, and still I'll have no words for you
no way to connect traces of the masks that we were born with into something you might recognize as human for even half a moment
and silence spreads across the lips that separate to reveal I have cracked and there might be a person
underneath the jumbled mess of meat and bone and water flowing
and of course this life's worth living --
It's not like we were doing anything else with our time, anyway
One day I heard you say you say too many words and I cannot conceive a bigger tragedy
because if you open your mouth, let every errant thought spill out, well I cannot conceive a better afternoon than just to sit an hear
Hearing there might be a better way to be the sort of person who can penetrate their own perception
realize there's nothing that we can really know
and of course this life's worth living --
It's not like we were doing anything else with our time anyway
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5. |
The Box
02:50
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Please, please, please, my friend, won't you take away all my hope?
I don't think I can stand to be let down again.
The box is already open
The box is already open
It has been so long to be holding on to nothing
The nothing that we have
held under our lids
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[Instrumental]
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Far from the light into something else for it to be. In between all it. Far from you.
Please don't make it like this.
Please don't make it like this.
Please don't make it like this.
Seeping through the spaces. A hint of a human. From the time that has never been.
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8. |
The Fire
03:28
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You are worth more to me than all of the bees that fit inside my mind
If we try hard enough, we might find out
Contrary to the rumors, none of this is real
But who knows, we might be happy being things
The fire has almost completely died out
The embers barely have a flame
Of course you know, of course you know, of course you know...
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
NO
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