1. |
Bird Of Passage
04:57
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Long live the sacred years
That live on in every breath of air
There’s a voice inside of all of us
Singing prayers of the fates we’ve shared
We made irrational plans
And carried them out rationally
Moving ships over mountain sides
And our empires over seas
In all endeavors
It’s the architecture that survives
In history
People tend to recognize the statues
Not the slavery
I am nature’s bird of passage
I don’t remember
Who I really am
And like a sphinx
I’m born a prince
I make my kingdom everywhere
We’ve burned the candles at both ends
For a fair crack of the whip
With no solid ground to rest our heads upon
We slept through the eclipse
After a meaningless battle
The trenches, they still remain in place
We’ve solved the furniture
But the fog conquers all of space
Within all corners of diversity
I’ve searched for unity
But my memory
Is just a tiny crack
Against cruel eternity
I am nature’s bird of passage
I don’t remember
Who I really am
And like a sphinx
I’m born a prince
I make my kingdom everywhere
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2. |
Humdrum
02:59
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Enlightenment
Will save us from
The pangs of youth
And Middle Age
As we float through the humdrum
Through the humdrum
Drummed out of town into space
Washed away without a trace
With the world at our doorstep
We made a pact with the bright son of the dawn
One by one in millions
Surrendering fate for fortune
At the cost of all of our souls
Like the rising sun puts out the stars
So hope can mean a lack of faith
As we scroll through the humdrum
Drummed out of town into space
Washed away without a trace
With the world at our doorstep
We made a pact with the bright son of the dawn
One by one in millions
Surrendering fate for fortune
At the cost of all of our souls
With the moon rejected from the earth
We’ve made our resignation clear
We’ll trade genius for a tomb of ice
Genius for a tomb of ice
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3. |
Cupid
03:20
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Bah, bah, bah
No more
Giving in to back-seat drivers
That claim to own the wheel
No seeking mercy from the rain
That falls at random
Soon we’ll be out of space and time
With every fleeting purpose lost
A boy with wings
Slings a torch and arrow
To ensure
Bees suck up the honey
Spiders spin their webs
Shapeshifting
I’m asking for their sting
So I can leap all the walls between us
And my desire
Is to flee from rambling influencers
That offer blind advice
For the better or for the worse
They try to freeze what’s floating
And it humbles me to hear
They think I’m too clever by half
A boy with wings
Slings a torch and arrow
To ensure
Bees suck up the honey
Spiders spin their webs
Shapeshifting
I’m asking for their sting
So I can leap all the walls between us
If truth be told
Maybe we’re asleep on lion skin
But I hope we’re not deceived
Bah, bah, bah
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4. |
My Little Planet
04:07
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Go ahead and tell yourself
That I’m wild
And primitive
Moonstruck
And strange
But you’ll never make me change
You’re vague on my bright skyline
On my own little planet
You know the roads up here ain’t paved
‘Cause it’s a bare island
And I’m an uneasy raging sea
I was raised upon an ocean
The primordial soup’s commotion
Fluctuates in an isolated deep
In and out of place
Underground
I’m a faint ripple in the fabric
Of a highway
Stretching outward endlessly
And I’m wild
Moonstruck
Savage
In no man’s land
But you’ll never understand
Speaking in a foreign tongue
Behind a great wall
You know that I see tragic flaws
In a double mirror
And I’m an uneasy raging sea
I was raised upon an ocean
The primordial soup’s commotion
Fluctuates in an isolated deep
In and out of place
Underground
I’m a faint ripple in the fabric
Of a highway
Stretching outward endlessly
And that’s why
It’s so messed up
That in my orbit I still need to feel you near
I guess I can’t abdicate what could have been real
But please don’t block up my doorway
Let go and let God
Show me the trials that await me
Within this tunnel
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5. |
Learn To Pray
03:49
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In a city with a fever
The temperature is rising
Lost in endless pleasure
Leaves run wild with sap
In our exotic land
The men are bright and handsome
And the women are a wonder
Balanced on a razor’s edge
And there’s a flood
Flowing through your window
And a god has made us deaf
And now we only hear
His claustrophobic music
As guests inside our own house
Waiting for the recompense given to Job
So if you get born on your knees, then learn to pray
You get born on your knees and learn to pray
Our money has disguised itself as nature
Hope is our illusion
And we’re restless ’til we rest in
Seduced by darling idols of the polite world
With a slice of fortune one night
You’re nomadic in the next life
Spying through a keyhole
At those born in the purple
At a needle in a haystack
At stars in distant orbit
Like jesters on a tightrope
We stride to our disasters
On unedifying highways
We reap the whirlwind
If you get born on your knees, then learn to pray
You get born on your knees and learn to pray
Am I a lonely one-man choir
Confessing to myself?
You know I’ve tried to read between the lines
I’ve tried to understand the signs
A witness to Rome’s decline
If you get born on your knees, then learn to pray
You get born on your knees and learn to pray
Get born on your knees and learn to pray
Born on your knees and learn to pray
Born on your knees and learn to pray
Born on your knees then learn to pray
Born on your knees and learn to pray
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6. |
Signs Of Life
03:51
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I’m coded like the verse you read
‘Cause I know when to stop and when to turn
I’m the written word
You can burn my
Ancient pages
But you’ll never be able to burn
Out my mind, my body, and soul
Programmed long ago
Mind, body, and soul
Programmed long ago
My mind is a dancefloor
With shapes on a chessboard
Where the logic of love demands a sacrifice
And I’m destined
For rhythm in motion
A 4/4 drum
An oscillating pendulum
I’m a grand tourist
On an infinite scroll
Programmed long ago
Mind, body and soul
Programmed long ago
No one knows the first thing
About what it’s like
To be wired in my skin
All they see are signs of life
No one knows the first thing
About what it’s like
To be wired in my skin
Is there something real underneath
All that’s been told to me of me?
I’ve got unlimited access to
Hyperreal versions of the past
Instantaneously
I’m a hybrid form
A ragbag that’s nostalgically afloat
In predecessors’ skin
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7. |
Splendour
04:16
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When fountains spring
Soak her in
With what you see
And what you say
And what you dream
Adorn despair
Happily lost
‘Cause you long to drop a dime into the depths
Of her wishing well
’Til your blood runs cold
Slightly ill with heightened sensibility
One with the mire
Your soul’s on fire
But you won’t sigh
And you won’t care
And you won’t cry
Behold her splendour
Her splendour
Every night
The more that people swarm
Around her face
The less her eyes resemble anyone
But you might feel
Chosen from
A crowd of lovers waiting at her door
Every night
For a chance to play
The game that’ll have them leaping in the grave
With emotions purged
And no sense of self
Spoken by a language not their own
Behold her splendour
Her splendour
Every night
You’re crushed under the weight
Of bubbling scum
And forms of things unknown
That flourish and fade
With hesitating lights
From distant planets
That’ll swallow you
And spit you out
Cupid’s slings
Have gone and made you blind
And wilfully oblivious
To the lurking pain behind each
Exquisite frame
You’re crushed under the weight
Of bubbling scum
And forms of things unknown
That flourish and fade
With hesitating lights
From distant planets
That’ll swallow you
Splendour
Her splendour
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8. |
History (The Siren Song)
03:26
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Nature’s god of wine
You penetrate my dreams
Like a panther strolling through a china shop
With eyes as blind as Lear’s
I roamed through wilderness
Dividing up my kingdom
’Til you roused me from my sleep
From my sleep
You came along
And cured me from the siren song
With Mona Lisa’s gaze
Whispering ‘follow me’
You unpacked my thoughts just like a Russian doll
And smiled
You came along
And cured me from the siren song
‘Cause history
Had me caged in the rain
And what is done
Is done forever
With no way to shake the ghost of the past
From the orders of angels
And down to the stones
I was deaf
All along
Led astray
And desolate
And overcome
’Til you cured me from the siren song
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9. |
Blunder In The Street
03:43
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With mockery of luxury
And hostility to all the powers that be
It’s better to reign down in hell
Than to serve the rules of taste
We’ll burn our poems to keep warm
So we’ll burn our poems to keep warm
We’re a blunder in the street
We don’t strive for happiness
And there’s comfort in defeat
Knowing that we believe that there’s more to nature than charade
Ruins show that flourishes will fade away
And trumpets will be blown
For now the future is the fiction that we own
What a wonder to behold
We’re the sons and daughters
With no call to arms
To keep up in the race
Show us to the nearest window
Where we can throw our money out
We’ll paint your walls and steal your clothes
We’ll paint your walls and steal your clothes
We’re a blunder in the street
We don’t strive for happiness
And there’s comfort in defeat
Knowing that we believe that there’s more to nature than charade
Ruins show that flourishes will fade away
And trumpets will be blown
For now the future is the fiction that we own
What a wonder to behold
Just strain your eyes and try and understand
Could the monster make a man?
Strain your eyes, try and understand
Could the monster make a man?
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Only those
Touched by mad divinity
Will be let in
At the port of the muses
Once they hear a knocking
The stone block contains all possibilities
It’s shapes are endless
And my will is like a hammer
Beating and a’beating
Is this how love should feel?
Like a terrible blow
You better hope you never get hit
By that weeping stone
Above us all
Above us all
Coming down
Where no shadows fall
Where no shadows fall
In between
The lilies on the field
Wondrous man
Bright eyed one
Nature’s son
Look in the mirror
At the spirit of revolution
Doomed to repetition
All powerful
Totem pole
Of the soul
Turn the lights on
That shine from heaven’s ceiling
When I’m in need of healing
Is this how love should feel?
Like a terrible blow
You better hope you never get hit
By that weeping stone
Above us all
Above us all
Coming down
Where no shadows fall
Where no shadows fall
In between
The lilies on the field
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11. |
Hymn
04:30
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Waltzing through the ghetto carried by the wind
Her legs zigzag in leather skin
Hanging from a bed in the restless sky
Dangling on the edge
Of a perfume cloud
At night the fireworks outside
Harmonize into a symphony
In the cosmic hall
Each applause and the thunder and the rain
Sound like hands beating on an Indian drum
I was homeless
And I had to spend the night
In the forest where I heard your music play
On and on and on
Two souls hypnotized
You’ll forget your name
When loving someone in the dark
That never comes no matter how hard that you call
Was there once a son, or was he all a dream?
Dancing naked in abandoned district roads
Through occupied streets
Where the children go to grow
While the red streams flow
Through their ivory cheeks
The rhythms of the trains
They’ll synthesize into a melody
While soft brown eyes gaze into the palette
Of the programmed light
Dripping from the slogans written on the stars
I was homeless
And I had to spend the night
In the forest where I heard your music play
On and on and on
Two souls hypnotized
You’ll forget your name
When loving someone in the dark
That never comes no matter how hard that you call
Let me in
And I’ll let you in
Through the corridors
Leading to a heart
Weighed on a balance
Against the feathers of truth
Which side will fall?
And what will remain unchanged?
I was homeless
And I had to spend the night
In the forest where I heard your music play
On and on and on
Two souls hypnotized
You’ll forget your name
When loving someone in the dark
That never comes no matter how hard that you call
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12. |
Androgyny
04:20
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Nature speaks
Through your body language
And nature thinks
Through your dreams
Nature walks
Each place you roam
The mirror you hold up to your face
It’s dark and cracked
Coming to consciousness
Of the ways
All the paper ballerinas
Become water
Washing out straight lines in the sand
In between tin soldiers
Parading on
And nature breathes
Through the sounds of broken air
Nature stares
Through lights on the street
Natures holds
Her own display case
The makeup that’s smothered on your face
It sometimes cracks
Revealing what’s see-through
Underneath
And all the paper ballerinas
Become water
Washing out straight lines in the sand
In between tin soldiers
Parading on
Burning in the fire of life
Burning in the fire
Just to see
And witness the make-believe
Just to feel
Imagined desires leave
Our bodies now
It feels so good
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13. |
Here And Now
03:59
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Departing through
The underground
Where treasure chests
Open with a master key
No longer fooled
By signs and wonders
Dreamwishes turn to memories
Reminding one of what was once held in esteem
Before you found out things ain’t what they seem
Here and now
Are you an angel sent unto me
A prophet, or a demon?
And what cards are hidden up your sleeve? Now
Striving for old ideals
It should come as no surprise
That we’re tramping in circles
Bumping into trees
If we could be free from desire
Maybe we could live
Weave tapestry
Realistic to a child
When one was four
And Jesus was the trinity
Here and now
Are you an angel sent unto me
A prophet, or a demon?
And what cards are hidden up your sleeve? Now
Hanging there
By your golden hair
With darts thrusted in your side
Hanging there
With darts thrusted in your side
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14. |
Celebration
04:18
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I’ve been looking for revenge
Though I’ve got no one to avenge
I haven’t slept all night
And a chemistry of stars
Are slipping through my fingers
Let’s find a hotel
With room service and champagne
We’ll hide a while from the sane
But please fill me in
When reality goes out of style
Tell me, what’s worthwhile?
Help me understand
The celebration of this widespread malady
I’m told
If you emphasize life’s flaws
Then nothing will leave you in awe
But I haven’t slept in weeks
And a chemistry of white sheets
Are slipping through my fingers
Let’s find a hotel
With room service and champagne
What move will you make?
And what’s at stake?
Now that destiny has become cliché
What role do you play?
Help me understand
The celebration of this widespread malady
How can you keep the pieces together
Without knocking them over?
What move will you make?
And what can’t you live without having within your reach?
I’m nature’s paradox
With every treasure
Overflowing the measure
My cup’s either empty or filled up to the brim
And in every endeavor
Self torture holds the self together
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15. |
The Gift Of Music
03:51
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We share a special bond
Chiseled on a slab of stone
You taught me how to shave my face
The old fashioned way
And I do it to this day
Somehow every hour spent
Has become a testament
To what you know and love
I’m sure that you love your kids
There’s something you love more
The narcissistic wounds
You hide
They’ve gone and left a stain
To me they’re all too clear
They’ll never wash away
They’ve been inherited by the ones
To whom you handed down
The gift of music
A luminous trampoline
That I used to leap off of
Into the universe
Straight into its avid mirrors
Its tantalizing puzzles
Placed at the center of the stars
Riding the big wave
You were graced with many gifts
A martyr to your zeal in the cause of freedom
You’ve given up your life
The narcissistic wounds
You hide
They’ve gone and left a stain
To me they’re all too clear
They’ll never wash away
They’ve been inherited by the ones
To whom you handed down
The gift of music
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Communions Copenhagen, Denmark
Communions' indie rock is marked by sharp cultural criticism, self reflection, and artistic commentary of a grand scale. The Danish band's new music takes the signature indie rock from the dark clubs of their youth in Copenhagen and merges it with full-fledged cerebral critique and symbolism. ... more
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