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Galactic Forest
01:56
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Lost in the galactic forest
creeping my way through the darkness
Trying to find someone that i
can walk to, with and from
could it be you
stepping on pieces of broken glass
being careful not to hurt someone
but all this time that i was alone
i didn't think of what would happen if
i hurt me
miles and miles away from home
i'd be if i had one
or two or three
hearing whispers of what and when
if only i knew who was that it or how
could it be you
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2. |
Unphotogenic
02:04
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so unphotogenic that it pains me
don't know what i look like to you
no good looking for all whom i'd like to please
i'm running out of things to do
the way i see you, you're looking just fine
when i first met you how I wished you were mine
don't want to be unphotogenic anymore
tired of getting rid of every photo that is taken of me
your smile is as carcinogenic as before
don't want to be the unwanted memory
when I look at the sky how I wish it was mine
so I point and click and then I say that it is
doesn't look as pretty but you say that it's fine
not really sure if it is, but it is 'cause you say it is
don't want to be unphotogenic anymore
tired of getting rid of every photo that is taken of me
your smile is as carcinogenic as before
don't want to be the unwanted memory
don't want to be the unwanted memory
don't want to be unphotogenic anymore
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3. |
Sharp Hand Joe
01:53
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turn off the news
sharp hand joe
drink from your juice but
don't try to spill
kicking the can man put down those pills
i think that you're able but you never will
something insane
something stuck in my brain
something that's too late to change
mackenzie why don't you talk to that sharp hand joe
what's he all about
nobody knows
you should go find out
but go with the flow
why cant you see yet
mackenzie
that all of these people are always the same
until they're running calling your name
something insane
something stuck in my brain
something thats too late to change
all the things you waste to get a little taste
all the loves you've lost have passed the streets you've crossed
and they've been well replaced
open your eyes now
sharp hand joe
you won't lift your brows
that's something i won't allow
something i won't allow
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4. |
All These Things
02:25
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what do you want
you're my one true desire
but you don't want to ask for much
or else you'll feel convicted
i don't want to start a fire
it's not something i aspire to do
don't want to break your heart
don't want to leave a flat tire
all these things I do for you
all these things that I would not have done for myself
I'll give you my heart
I know that words are difficult
but I'll give you those too
it's not something out of the occult
more like something I'd do for you
all these things I do for you
all these things that I would not have done for myself
buy you all the chocolate you want
watch some movies too
put some roses under our noses
baby me and you
all these things i do for you
all these things i do for you
all these things i do for you
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5. |
Aspen Garden
02:52
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somewhere in between all the aspen trees
are where i hold my favourite memories
not too shabby not too boring,
won’t you watch me while i’m soaring
high behind you, over there
where’d he go, you’d know not where!
but still feels like i’m flying with you
out in the garden, there’s too many people
acting all outwards, looking too inward
you’re talking to yourself but hearing my whispers
don’t drive onto my small front garden
for that is where i exit from within
true its true we can rebuild
but then it just won’t be the same
all my memories lost and
all for a small cost
aspen garden won’t you grow with me please
i’m calling the tow truck
fixing your problem
i hope it don’t get stuck
it’s messy for all of them
several years later my trees grew taller
and then i learned that i could climb them too
growing stronger by the day, only six but it’s okay
more to show and more to keep, curiously times i’ve weeped
my trees don’t ask questions about me
i feel so anxious, theres too many people
asking me questions, and i have the answers
they want me to tell them but i keep em to myself
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6. |
Winter Blues
03:07
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Not sure if its drool or if its my tears
Not sure who I become this time of year
Don’t like the feeling of cold wind in my face
It just feels like I’m being sprayed with mace
Winter blues whats the use
rolling on my ice skates
banging on my steel plates
falling on my face again
not being dramatic
be more empathetic if you wanna see us again
When I crash and fall on the slippery ice
I can tell you right away that it don’t feel nice
It’s not the first time where the weather does this
But its a lot more different than my first rain kiss
Winter blues whats the use
Grinding all on my gears
Earwax stuck in my ears
Never got to see her again
I’ll never forget it
I swear and I admit
I think about it now and then
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7. |
Don't Be Someone Else
02:31
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trying so hard to be someone else
you don’t identify with yourself
the girl in the sky makes my face turn red
so i hide inside until i go to bed
why is it so hard to want me
i say don’t talk to me cause i want to change
you bring me down make my world spin round
all the time i just feel so strange
lying in bed waiting for your call
but you don’t think of me at all
i wanna hear you know what you are up to baby
why is it so hard to want me
why is it so hard to want me
i say don’t talk to me cause i want to change
you bring me down make my world spin round
all the time i just feel so strange
trying so hard to be someone else
you don’t identify with yourself
the girl in the sky makes my face turn red
so i hide inside until i go to bed
why is it so hard to want me
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8. |
Death After Life
02:32
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open my eyes open the blinds
who knew that life after death was just life
walk outside suns in my eyes
the world is ready for the divided demise
three rows at a time one by one
how do i know whichever ones mine
four by four the tires burn
on the sidewalk on which i once turned
mundane activity
death after life
do you feel the same as me
i think you might
when will it end when will it be over
these rotten teenagers don’t like to be sober
enhance the sound do it again
will it relieve the pain in my veins
all in all this day means nothing
the light in my life is just blinding
hissy fit banana split
i am sick and tired of this shit
mundane activity
death after life
do you feel the same as me
i think you might
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I wanna be from the future
where everything's flat and made of glass
I wanna meet your grandmother
I'm gonna flash to the past
so she will go
with me and see
that the flow
stays the same
so go
I wanna turn into soap and then into gold
we won't care what happens
we won't be for too long
no don't go
oh the flow
stays the same
so don't
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10. |
Long Paths
03:08
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I like long paths and hills that go nowhere but far
dead ends are boring but if it just never ends,
then you can see more and more
and you don't have to turn around
and no one makes you frown
step on rocks and lay in grass if you really feel like it
you're only safe inside your mind for now
but if you want to
you can go far and wide
you can go wherever you'd like
in or outside
near and or far
let's build our love in this field of grass
or go for a long walk
kiss me darling if you'd like
and hold my hand
i'll kiss and hold you too
oh oh oh oh
oooooh aaaaahhhh
oh oh oh oh
step on rocks and lay in grass if you really feel like it
you're only safe inside your mind for now
but if you want to
you can go far and wide
you can go wherever you'd like
in or outside
near and or far
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11. |
Mr. Elmer Green
02:45
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theres a place where the flowers grow
and there lay the people that you know
in this forest is where we meet
people like Mr. Elmer Green
he was a soldier and he fought for peace
for the people (young folk)
like you and me
liked driving (flying)
his motorboat
from the future (where he's from)
where they had big red coats which they wore (only)
if they had to wait for their doctor, teacher, Mr. Elmer Green
a good player (cheater)
at marbles and cards
he knew of them (the people)
and would sometimes say hi to the children (maggots)
that grow so tall
the well mannered, talented and considerate
Mr. Elmer Green
the doctor, teacher, soldier, the con man who now owes us
his name was Mr. Elmer Green
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12. |
An Interstellar Drag
03:14
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Oh yeah what a drag
In the interstellar way
Tired of being pushed around
You get out of your way
to do something respectable
each and every day
you know it's true that one day
you're gonna be the gal you looked up to
way back
an interstellar drag
is what slowed us down
theres no need
to run
from an
interstellar drag
I'm sure you heard before
that you've gotta be above it
but listen again
you've gotta love yourself
No more drags
in the interstellar way
No more drags
But no need to brag
You're still the you you were before
theres no need to brag
you don't wanna come off that way
don't come off at all
stick with me all day
an interstellar drag
that was what caused the walls to
fall
an interstellar drag
an interstellar drag
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The Singularities Edmonton, Alberta
Cesar Tee (vocals/guitar/synth)
Ellen Reade (bass)
Jonathan Starko (drums/Backing vocals/percussion)
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