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Voices
03:38
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I forget the way you used to be
I made you this way, I know, I know
And you're never coming back
Lost from us and from today
I had to change you, just to make you stay
In time I keep you, perfect and alive
We were honest in softer shades of play
Moments lie they are limitless
Remembered as restlessness and innocence
Let go, let go, is what you tried to speak
Counting tender touches, I tried, I tried,
I can hear younger voices
Than the ones, washed away in sleep.
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Instincts
03:13
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I give to you
You give to me
What gets in the way
From what may be
You know I think
And I think you know
What instincts do
They get in the way
What would you like?
What would you like to say?
What should I like?
What should I shouldn’t I say
These simple things
Yeah,they make us close
They steal the truth
From what we need
What would you like?
What would you like to say?
What should I like?
What should I shouldn’t I say
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Perfect Fiction
04:01
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Believe when I say
I already knew
The crowds were peeling away
Bright lights for you
Sorry to say
I can’t hide this doubts
Don’t want to make you grey
I won’t come out
Wonder what to say
I can feel the heat through the window pain
And talk about the weather again
I thank you much
Run for me (X8)
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Birds
05:01
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I dwell in possablity
With malice and civilized hands
Sweet regret, ivory eyes regret
A horizons last breath
Children hide away on distant shores
Wander gather paradise
These myth are meant to touch
These myths are meant to touch
So pull the curtains tight
Sirens they burn in front of me
Lost cities they play hide and seek
Remembered in suspended scenes
Wasteful kings are meant to sleep
Wasteful kings are meant to sleep
So wipe the ashes from your eyes
Sirens they burn in front of me
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Believe when I say
I already knew
The crowds were peeling away
Bright lights for you
Sorry to say
I can’t hide this doubts
Don’t want to make you grey
I won’t come out
Wonder what to say
I can feel the heat through the window pain
And talk about the weather again
I thank you much
Run for me (X8)
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