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Shapes Appearing
04:48
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Shapes appearing I don't know where to start
We said our sorries but it's all too much
Shapes appearing coming from every door
To fill your head with gloomy, eight frame movies
And I was your car when you were sick
But you just drove us both off of another cliff
Shapes appearing I don't know what they mean
Their faces seem familiar, frames off-kilter
And I was your car when we were real
But I just pushed my head into the steering wheel
Into the darkness left in there
Will we meet again? I wish I knew we will
Tapes electric covet your every word
I heard the sounds repeating, chambers beating
Cages full of creatures we used to be
We watched the breath escaping, eyes dilating
Heavens you are so wonderful
But if we can't do this now I guess we never will
Don't let this pull you down with me
Please replace the person I thought I could be
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Over the rooftops I saw it pouring
Down from the mountains like nothing forming
Black avalanches will come
Drink up your wine and be grateful
Darkness will find us all
Out on the pavements our hearts are lifted
But from above you the map is shifted
Leaving your legs in a swamp
As your heart sinks you remember
Darkness will find us all
These correlations of hopes and sadness
Pulled by the moon and its awful madness
Don't think that it's going to stop
Until the planet's vacated
Darkness will find us all
Over the rooftops I saw it pouring
Down from the mountains like nothing forming
Black avalanches will come
Drink up your wine and be grateful
Darkness will find us all
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Forest of Bones
04:23
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The days pass by
In silence by your side
The plastic cups are piling up
By you
Ride this locomotive forward
Through this blasted forest we run
Lightning links the branches to us
Electricity in every operation
Oh this forest of bones
Stop this missing come home
Find a garden
Plant a forest of bones
In the background
They will harden to stone
Are you hungry?
Are you missing your sleep?
Do you feel that?
Hear the surgeon's gloves squeak?
Through the garden
Through the forest of bones
Fingers crawling
They won't catch me, oh no!
As you watch them
With their hands in my ribs
Do you wonder?
Is it better like this?
The days pass by
The fireworks glow
Inside the glass of your window
But we won't celebrate this year
I take my fingers from behind your ear
And step out there
Where friends converse, hit glasses
And assume the worst
As I appear, alone
Inside the doorway
Their eyes hang so low
They know it's "no"
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Merry Christmas Tokyo, Japan
Merry Christmas are a ten-legged festive wonder tank.
Yuki - Vocals, piano and hand bells
Ben - Vocals and
guitar
Joe-Joe - Bass, hand bells and vocals
Matt - Drums, melodica/pianica, hand bells and (megaphone) vocals
Barihi - Trombone and glockenspiel
... more
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