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Alobor
03:10
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Well I guess I saw the minnow breathing, it spluttered through the keyhole of the dawn,
As Alobar’s favourite theme dried up he shimmered the rays, echoed a chord
And I guess the wind will keep its lungs now, and water will drape the angle it comes in,
But the tempest in my mind doth from my senses, frees us from this farce were bound in
I could lie in Flanders field, with you and your Bavarian way
cause the poppies never punched in their time clocks so we could stay, oh wont you stay, this way
But the vultures breath will hang above our heads now, but the caves are deep that we crawl down,
and as Alobar conjures up the elixir, the beet that carries the base note is found,
yet the hurricane will drop its nose in, however my dear we wont drip,
cause the bandaloop has curse our noses, in the dark we wont give in
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Different Stone
03:35
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Ill hold to the talons of the reaper of the hawk, gripping to sides of glaciers that drift in lifting fog,
Terraform all the lairs which tessellate their form, I wont be the same that i knew before
Carve a wooden heart from the forest that lies within, spoken from a true born listener who wails with empty sin,
But I cant help to search every line with wanting eye, cause I wont be the same as I was this time
So why do you go with fleeting heart? Let the liars in the field feign and fall apart,
As the birds above the Alcatraz dive to depths below, my dear we are cut from different stone,
So we’ll force all the patterns which we have stitched up so well, to expose unmatched patches that have rusted in this felt,
cause this martyr needs to burn if the stake is to fall, I wont be the same that I knew before
But as every sword holds a menace from the hilt, marking all of their undoings by the crease that are felt,
As every chip from the blade reaches down all the line, I wont be the same as I was this time
We thought that we were so strong, no cliff or dark horses could change,
But riders came and pulled our reigns, turning all our patterns away
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Follow the Rivers
02:41
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I could follow the rivers in your head, when the devil spoke the rivers froze,
against the sides of the levee, the ice formed the level rose,
while the rocks and mortar did try, pressed hard against a swinging tide
breaking under the force of your tension, they buckled as the water flies
to trembling hands from widows peak, from darkest shades valleys roll,
that rock and bone will surely met, if lover I don't let you go
rise said the king to the river, bring your flood and bring it hard,
with a kick the door will come crashing, the rotten structure will break apart
cause the town is in need of a drowning, its with heavy crown that it does sit
so make for the hills of your home, cause a decree is permanent
cause i know that you hold, the same which lives in the sky,
so let the runners be told, and leave in the morning light,
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The Catcher
02:54
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Dissipate foreign boy; the catcher; Go and seek your gold in the sand;
Don’t fear for the spies that gather, the sutures do mark the wanders hand,
Count a dozen doves by the feather, but there is nothing whiter than her gown,
Marked up above the precession, the bastards, the vultures, and the wolves
Harrowed eyes do greet you, a shake, a tremble, a roll,
For tumblers stand to mark doses sent, thatll carry you far away from home
But it isnt home
Navigate; there will be the reaper; cowardice to any other frame
While talons of eyes take their pleasure, the maker of the marks perfect aim,
Tear the lines keep it forward, emotions in the skin of the fleeing lines,
Stood in the rye are the bastards, and the vultures and the wolves by their side
So farewell, foreign boy; the runner, the crashes down the cliff herald the call,
Let the wind catch your feather as there is nothing more freeing than the fall
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