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Milky
02:19
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Descriptor of our galaxy
Your skin in the moonlight
The flow of all our arguments
The one thing I don’t want in my veins
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The Stranger's Blood
02:16
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It’s absurd to expect anything else
From a man who believes not in fate
The judges may shout and the jurors run ‘bout
But the verdict’s already too late
Albert he waited alone in his cell
Content with the hours he’d spent
When along came a priest who would tell
Him how all the other Prisoners went
“Why should I turn to a God I don’t believe in”
Asked Albert with furious might
“I will die happy and well with the world I relieved in
Staring at the stars this night”
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3. |
Heart of the Archive
02:55
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And I’ll see your face
Yesterday
In the heart of the archives
What was lost still remains
And I’ll feel your gaze
Yesterday
In the heart of the archives
What was lost still remains
Everyone who ever said
We’d never make it has turned up dead and we’re still living
Five years down the road
Looking back at them with sullen smiles and broken faces
And that was the summer
That ignited the flames
We called each other
By all our beautiful names
I still remember
Taking your picture
And I’ll see your face
Yesterday
In the heart of the archives
What was lost still remains
And I’ll feel your gaze
Yesterday
In the heart of the archives
What was lost still remains
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4. |
16 Milileader
02:36
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The grain of reality
Seems so much clearer
When you shrink down the frame
And find there’s no one else to blame
This lack of focus
Can sometimes be
Disorientating
But with deep focus and long takes
We can learn the truth for truth’s sake
And the slick sick dogs of downtown
Won’t stand a chance on our ground
What we need to do is wake up
And give up on being docile
Celluloid feeds the take-up
And a spring wound tight is volatile
What we need to do is wake up
And give up on being docile
History feeds the take-up
And a spring wound tight is volatile
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5. |
El Topo
04:26
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Been wandering
For days now
Through this old desert
Been wandering
For days now
Naked child
Riding on my back
Maybe I can make it to El Topo
If I don’t die first
By my woman’s hand
Digging for the truth we’ve finally found it
But murder is an easier answer
Maybe I can make it to the apex
This body feels the pain not me
There are four gunmen
In this desert
I must kill them
If I do not die first
We’ve got the bullet
It’s in the gun
But there’s only one
There’s only one
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6. |
Surf Minus Surf
00:50
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Hey there God if you’re really up there
Won’t you listen to me and answer my prayers
I’m in a little band called Surf Minus Surf
And we just wanna make it to the top of the earth
Surf minus surf minus surf minus surf
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