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Ruiner
04:25
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-- Lyrics --
Love you right
I can’t stop the hours from bleeding
These days dry
They’re boxing us up
Stacking the cinder higher
On the february sun
I can be a ruiner
Of the deepest dye
Rubbing out all of the good
With an impartial swipe
Should tomorrow win
I will
Love you right
Raced you to bed
We lie down in rigid shapes again
Defect to the dark again
When I’m not showing up
It’s because I can’t stop the demons from yelling
“When everything is fine, everything is finite”
I can be a ruiner of the deepest dye
Rubbing out all of the good
With an impartial swipe
Should tomorrow win
And I learn to pick again
I won’t be a ruiner
I’ll love you right
I’ll love you right
(I’m not showing up like I wanted to
My only thought was to be good to you
Better still, I know when everything is finite then I will)
Defecting down to the dark
Too sudden for the in-between
And for the light of you
Better still
We know everything is not infinite
Better still, better still
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Align
04:52
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-- Lyrics --
To align two eyes familiar
Unlock a decade of days on mute
The depth of a look
In an instant, it makes me wild
Screaming how I had missed you
What if I had the guts to stay
Parallel with you the whole way?
Face to face, digging counter marks
Cheek to cheek, the last we’d ever touch
Ring around, ringing out, my throat is
Bursting with a pack of a thousand flies
Saying, “I’ve learned it good how to give
Like you always said I should”
Funny how it needs a price
Oh, what if I had the guts to stay
Parallel with you in every way?
Face to face, digging counter marks
Cheek to cheek, the last we’d ever touch
Turn me around
We’re stirring at the heavy sight
Me, in your palm again
You’re turning me around
What if I had the guts to stay
Parallel with you the whole way?
Face to face, digging counter marks
Cheek to cheek, the last we’d ever touch
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3. |
Down
03:16
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-- Lyrics --
Straight to tomorrow
I will lie here and wait this out
Until you put back the rendering
You’re like a regular checkout
Draw a little line
Walk it where it burns the time
Some days I only need to be
Down to be down, to be down
Down to be down, to be down
Hey, Mr. Muter
I know why you blow all this air
Because inertia is easier
Than making a move that goes bad
We’re on a common thread
We’re on the outside looking in
Piercing through all of your pretend
We’re piercing through all of your pre-
Draw a little line
Walk it where it burns the time
Some days you only need to be
Down to be down, to be down
Down to be down, to be down
Down to be down, to be down
Down to be down, to be down
Ooh
Some days I move alone
With company none but my own
There’s more air, more room to bleed
Down to be down, to be down
Down to be down, to be down
Down to be down, to be down
Down to be down, to be down
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Wearing
02:58
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-- Lyrics --
Used to think that goodness was bound
By an avenue
Kept in doors off of a long hallway
In small welcoming rooms
But time divides and tastes they fix
It’s how the circle goes
Just like a bag stuck in a tree
I’m helpless-ly clinging on
You’re wearing me out
I don’t know what I’m doing here
Friends are near and farther still
Under razor palms
You’re dragging me around again saying
‘Don’t ever look down’
You’re wearing me out
You’re wearing me out
I don’t know what I’m doing here
One away from being new
I fear that everyone goes around it
I hate that I’m not enough for you
You’re wearing me out
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5. |
YNTOO
04:23
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-- Lyrics --
All this wasted breath goes nowhere
Do you drive it in the ground?
To collect it up and use it again
From the back of every town
How we never knew
I’m running in place, getting somewhere
And for a minute I heard
The kid like soul in you
Go wherever you will go
A figure in the playground line
It was empty that night, with the spokes lifting frames
We were cruising through the town
There was enough light to see all the differences in you
So we stayed for a while
And we walked the edges home
Go wherever you will go
A figure in the playground line
As simple as another time
You’re not the only one who said
You didn’t understand my way
If you want it
You’ll take it go wherever you will go
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6. |
Birds
01:25
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-- Lyrics --
Let in the birds while I’m still sleeping
Three hours of sun
Ours for the taking
Let the outside in
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
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Wedding
03:35
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-- Lyrics --
You were born together
Forever you shall be
Let the winds of the heavens
Let them dance between
Standing together, standing tall
Just like the oak tree and the cypress grow
You will love one another
But don’t make it a bond
Let it rather be
A moving sea
Standing together, standing tall
Just like the oak tree and the cypress grow
You’ll stand together, you’ll stand tall
Just like the oak tree and the cypress grow
You’ll stand together, you’ll stand tall
Just like the oak tree and the cypress grow
Not in each other’s shadow
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8. |
Birds II
03:18
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-- Lyrics --
And I will fold in half
Fit into a new box
Label and file me away
For now, I’ll stare at the skeletons underneath
There’s a pool lying still and her hand beside me
Let the outside in
And I will fold in half
Fit into a new box
Label and file me away
Give us a shelf to roam
So you don’t mix us up
Codify and file me away
File me away
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9. |
Feeling Fancy
03:48
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-- Lyrics --
Testing all the waveforms, baby
Can you hear them loud and clearly now?
I’ve no need to scream and shout
Just work a little harder and you’ll
You’ll make the bigger dollar in your name
I can help you, I know how
Quiet’s not a fault to weed out
Quiet’s not a fault to weed out
Get closer, tongue-in, time-waster found
From me, for you
Everybody’s got a story
And this s*** has got them feeling fancier
Than you ever would allow
Before you go on downward again
Count how many the slow will gain from you
In this worthless round
Quiet’s not a fault to weed out
Quiet’s not a fault to weed out
Get closer, tongue-in, time-waster found
Quiet’s not a fault to weed out
Quiet’s not a fault to weed out
Get closer, tongue-in, time-waster found
The silent racer
The hairline shaker
Coming in closer
No fault for the slower
If i hear it one more time
I’ll lose my head
I’m an old silent racer
A new hairline shaker
And if i hear it one more time
Before you go on
Before you go
Before you go on
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10. |
Fuse
03:55
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-- Lyrics --
We sway in the same room lately
Inside out
Stretched overhead, clouds are sweeping
In time with us
The world is all tired and twisted
But it’s far from view
When I fix my skin to yours completely
Step one, step two
Not going back
Not gonna lose
Ready to disco, baby
Not too fast
Got nothing to prove
We got a lifetime, baby
We’re rid of those circus-lookers
And the doubt they cast
How well we entwine together
When so little does
Not going back
Not gonna lose
Ready to disco, baby
Not too fast,
Got nothing to prove
Step one, step two
The darkest day
Ain’t got nothing on you
We got a lifetime, baby
Ready to disco, baby
Not going back
Not gonna lose
The darkest day
Ain’t got nothing on you
We sway in the same room lately
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Moon
03:53
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-- Lyrics --
Woke up in a bed not mine
Didn’t find the indents, the swells and dives
My limbs were hanging off the ends
Grabbing the sun as it blew in
And all this time I waited to begin
I waited for the cue
Someone to push me in
But the moon rises and empties again
Chases no one
Get ready set
Chases no one
Get ready set
Camille sees the spaces between (things)
As she’s melting layers off this scene
She says, “you’ll always feel sick from home
So you might as well just get along and take the simple trip”
Cause all this time you’ve waited to begin
You’ve waited for the cue
Someone to push you in
But the moon sails and empties again
Chasing no one
Get ready set
Chasing no one
Get ready set
I woke up in a life not mine
With a list to do and a means to an end
I’ve got a jar full of the tokens to
Slide on into the slot marked ‘x’
And all this time I waited to begin
I waited for the cue
Someone to push me in
But the moon’s still combing up overhead
Catches no one on this simple trip
Catches no one
Get ready set
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Wilsen Brooklyn, New York
“Just press play and float away.” / i-D
“At SXSW, Tamsin Wilson was a major revelation: a singer
whose moody, calmly dreamy voice would sound amazing in just about any genre or context. “ / NPR
“There's no disguising the passion boiling just below the surface; (Wilsen) create a forceful, spectral, sound.” / KEXP
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