1. |
Heart Of The Hard Drive
03:26
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Your memory's fading
Your circuits are straining
Your c.p.u.sed up and starting to slow down
There's snow where the picture was
Just blow and you'll hit the dust
The fixing is not worth the price on your head
The heart of the hard drive is dead
The technical circles that label us worthless
Dissecting their florescent lunches all said
We had such a beautiful machine
She had such a beautiful machine
The heart of the hard drive is dead
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2. |
Motor, Wing and Muscle
05:20
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Money see, monkey do
Sugar faced confessions sour into lessons
of money trees that never grew
With no leaves to rake us the sun is shining through
Bring it on I can take a mountain head on
Funny see, honey do
Everybody's funny, now you're funny too
All the things that we can never be broke your back and now they've come for me
I can buy replacement parts
I just can't afford a heart
Motor wing and muscle tearin' on me again, ugly as sin again
Motor wing and muscle turning ugly again
It could've been them
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3. |
Gypsy Moth
03:25
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From a necktie made of wire they'll hang you with the blame
As your co-workers conspire our lives forever change
You're not everybody and you're not anyone
You thought you knew the answers but the test just came back wrong
We've been holding on so long but we've been holding onto wrong
But if we could try it, if we could fly it, if we could touch the sun
Wind is dancing with a feather that's waxed into the shame of a wing that searches higher
The moth turns into flames
Now we can try it, now we can fly it, now we can touch the sun
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4. |
Become What You Are
04:59
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Reality is a dream come to school naked again
Making friends with the blind who see me the same
We get confused in the light, we're known in the shadows
As the ones who had known all along that the world in your head will get caught in a jar
As the ones who had known all along to be free of it all you become what you are
I wrote your name on my window, April just washed you away
I carved your name in a tree that's growing too high for me to see
I painted us in this corner and I can still picture us here, so clear
As the ones who had known all along that the words in your head will get caught in a jar
As the ones who had known all along to be free of it all you become what you are
As the one who had known all along that the world in your head will get caught in a jar
As the one who had known all along to be free of it all you become what you are
You've become what you are
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5. |
On The News
04:28
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Nobody told you poverty sold you as a baby and maybe we knew she was crazy
It would've scarred you, the way that we argue might not seem a dream
She looked so beautiful from a window
This is the time this is the moment
What's on your mind, now you can show it
The officer called us, we thought that all of this was a bad joke
It's no joke when somebody's baby doll's broken
I heard on the news they had accused the quiet boy who looked so beautiful
Now you control it
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6. |
What Is Fair
07:19
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What have you done
Beginning with a pile of yourself
Beginning with a mountain of your wealth
The automation's crude
Living by your own golden rule
What is fair
What have you done
Seeing that you're out and about
Considering you're lingering in doubt
The star you make is loot
Seeing that you're dying in your boots
What is fair
Fair to go and find yourself
Now I know
What is fair
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Was this all worth while
All to taste the smile upon that baby face
And how I found myself in your familiar case again
The only words that I remember make no sense at all
Disconnected from your name
On Sunday when it's raining pardons
Hearts will soften, eyes will sharpen
In a puddle bend to see who you were is who you'll be
Falling through you hair
into your unknown
without you
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8. |
Still Life On Mars/Above
07:46
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Say goodbye, kiss it all away stay on the ground
Down below we never really know who we are
I can see the light but something here just isn't right about it
It's all about who you know and who you shove
But all's forgiven if you rise above
I'm a stranger to myself, can't rely on no one else
Except the poet in my bed carving words inside my head
'Til there's just no room
for revolutionary words like honesty
No more room for actions so subversive as love
These are things that I have rose above
I'm a danger to myself, can't relate to no one else
Except the poet in my bed carving words inside my head
'Til there's just no room
These are things that I rose above
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9. |
Becoming (reprise)
01:03
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OF EARTH New York
OF EARTH is a multimedia communication utilizing compositions of sight and sound being performed simultaneously.
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