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(Staircase Colony):
in my dream, I was at the train station
everything was underground
the walls and tunnels were made out of brick
they shook and crumbled
holes started to appear
I was with good friends, but I can't remember their faces now
once, when I was young, I went shopping with my parents
I remember a green tunnel, but I don't think it exists anymore
or maybe it never did
(Couldn't be Georgia):
seasons change, slow release
strange attack, awful heat
couldn't be, georgia sun
came too late, recreate
the sound
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Human Manifold Condition
02:33
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people come and people go to sleep
the subway station couldn't hold us all
if you're being careful you can see
the melodies arriving in their heads
I can't write lyrics it destroys my plans
cause my songs are too weird and my songs are too bland
if I could just do it like Lucas said,
well that'd be alright but I can't get past my head
nervous peoples' nervousness
don't pass it on to me
cause I've already got enough
yeah I've already got enough
yeah I've already had enough
of melodies that can't be mine
a ball too tangled to untie
I can't write lyrics it destroys my plans
cause my songs are too weird and my songs are too bland
if I could just do it like Lucas said,
well that'd be alright but I can't get past my head
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Hotfinger Theme Song
01:08
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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The Oliphant Part 2
03:40
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There is no place it does not know
round the pom and into dreams
it navigates the ebb and flow
like a stream
painted figures on the moon
are spatially deprived
they're smashing on pianos
everytime you close your eyes
and climbing silver spires
that are made of flying sails
whooshing through the air
and leaving silver dotted trails
the Oliphant does not care
it is not neither here nor there
or anywhere
open up and let them out
tigers, fish and guns
from the cliff a shot rings out
the legs are stretched and spun
a pomegranate spilling seeds
floating over endless seas
filling in uncertainties
new surreal entities
painted figures on the moon
are spatially deprived
they're smashing on pianos
everytime you close your eyes
and climbing silver spires
that are made of flying sails
the Oliphant is blind
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Apple Trees
01:30
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all the distant planets
they are watching us
following the voices
making all our choices
all the things you do for me
when I lose reality
forgot about reality
that keeps me chained down
somewhere in the apples trees
tucked between the boughs
secret places that have been
hidden in the snow
icicles will melt
the fresh water must flow
all the things you do for me
when I lose reality
forgot about reality
that keeps me chained down
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Evan Reichl Keremeos, British Columbia
It sounds like a chair.
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