1. |
To Turn Into Water
04:02
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Five hundred hands
Glassy and strict
Grind me to dust
Drop me in the Styx
To turn into water and fall out of your eye
I would tumble forever, lost in the glue of your vines
A deep cry, deep in the blue sky
Oh why, why always goodbye?
My one, undone
Come surround me
Oldest of friends
Cast me to sea
I'm glad in the bends
To turn into water and fall out of your eye
I would tumble forever, lost in the glue of your vines
A deep cry, deep in the blue sky
Oh why, why always goodbye?
My one, undone
Falling in love
Fall into a slumber
Falling in love
Fall into a slumber
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2. |
Come Talk to Me
03:52
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Come talk to me
Fold into me
Smear up all the lines
Unwind me
Come talk to me
Fold into me
Smear up all the lines
Unwind me
My slumberer
Crack me, I've been dreaming
My tumbler
Wrap me in the feeling
Of my hand in yours on a New Year's morning
Finding your frame in the murky water
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3. |
Behelit
02:22
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As I lay upon her lap
She tells me mind the gap
Headstrong, I slip between her cracks
Tarmac black
I gave you all my love
I gave you all my love
Bounces back from above
Lapping waves upon her shore
I'm pounding on the door
As she pullsme close towards her moon
Behelit womb
I gave you all my love
I gave you all my love
But tides always haul back the flood
Leaving me engulfed in mud
As she wraps the sock around my glug
Red breathing visions of drub
I can't love for the both of us
While I'm drowning and seething in drugs
I can't love for the both of us
While I'm drowning and seething in drugs
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4. |
Glassiest Eyes
05:44
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You folded up and made your bed
I fell into dread
Reaching for the rope you toil
6ft beneath the soil
And I know I never should have asked
But here I am again
Oh to be half as strong as you
With the burdens that you den
Glassiest eyes
Glassiest eyes
Crack my husk, expose me
Brush off the mud, hold me
You must be tired my love
From always holding me above
Diffuse across the interstice
No anchor to embrace
Looking at the shell I wear
Don't recognize the face
And I know I never should have asked
But here I am again
Oh to be half as strong as you
With the burdens that you den
Glassiest eyes
Glassiest eyes
Crack my husk, expose me
Brush off the mud, hold me
You must be tired my love
From always holding me above
Sink into the noise
Fall into the void
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Slobo Leeds, UK
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