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Heaven
03:44
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Short Cut
04:30
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Talk to me, I'll talk to you
We talk when you've got nothing else to do
And I don't, too
But I go up and you go down
Our schedules keep on spinning us around
And it may take a thousand years to (That's alright, that's alright)
Get you to hang out with me again (That's alright, that's alright)
Don't take the shortcut, lazy!
Because it really isn't worth
The price, the short cuts, take me
To the center of the Earth
There ain't no short cut, lately
Because it ruins all the fun
I'd rather you be happy
Then be fed up, tired, done
I love the way you overthink
The thoughts you think you're thinking about too much
That's your special touch
You take me for what I am
And you like what you take, god I hope
That it's true
You're so fun to talk to and
You're so easy to walk up to
And this world spins in circles
'Round a stupid kid, his name is Squirrel
Don't take the shortcut, lazy!
Because it really isn't worth
The price, the short cuts, take me
To the center of the Earth
There ain't no short cut, lately
Because it ruins all the fun
I'd rather you be happy
Then be fed up, tired, done
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3. |
Alone Out There
00:34
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4. |
Hyacinthus (Demo)
04:21
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I caught the love of a man from above
He took me to the sun
And I witnessed his warming glow
We went to his garden to pick out the flowers
And he showed me Earth's beauty
So perfect in every way
Head perched on hands he sat
Eyes meeting mine as I
Talked and he listened and smiled and nodded
I wrapped around him his skin glowing yellow
With eyes closed he smiled
And this gave it all meaning
Ooo, I'll stare up at the sun
Ooo, I'll stare up at the sun
Ooo, I'll stare up at the sun
Ooo, I'll stare up at the sun
Gold angels dancing wore bright burning halos
In the hot humid air
That the oracle spoke about
His palace stood tall in the heavens above and it
Made me unsure if I
Deserved his love or not
We talked for hours it never got tired
The humans were ants they crushed
Smaller ants down below
Fell on our backs to the white fluffy cloud
It wasn't cold it wasn't warm
We just stared at the sun a while
A storm of great envy brewed up in the atmosphere
He took me to his mountain where beauty was everywhere
The tears from his eyes made white steam pour up from him
He held me so tight
And I held him back tighter than love, love, love
Tighter than love, love, love
Tighter than love, love, love
Tighter than love, love, love
I nearly cried when I
Found out I died and he
Planted my seed and I
Grew to be beautiful
I am not hurt, now I
Lay in the dirt, I know
He looks upon me
And cries for my beauty
He'll always be there
And I'll laugh at his jokes
Which I don't think are funny
Unless he is telling them
I see the light now
And I wish we could be
Like Eros and Psyche
Forever embracing the sun
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6. |
Trust Me
06:39
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I wish I could make you see
The pretty things that you could be
Nothing takes you very long
You never get the answers wrong
I don't want to see you cry
There's so much life inside your eyes
Someone wanted you to die
And buried you, you were alive
You were hurting, yes it seemed
'Cause I could tell from how you screamed
Walked the graves and then I found
You buried deep beneath the ground
Dug you up, you were a star
Your flesh was soft, the dirt was hard
I hope that you'll realize
I see the life inside your eyes
I respect you, not the dirt
And I don't want to see you hurt
There is nothing for us here
Sometimes I wanna disappear
I don't mind if you can't see
I hope you know you can trust me
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Squirrel Lacey Township, New Jersey
I'm an artist from the pine barrens of New Jersey, making weird sonic experiments and lo-fi pop in my bedroom.
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