1. |
Swimming Studies I
01:20
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2. |
Italian Alps
03:27
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To adapt to the point: this mine's collapsing
colours swing fast, and radio the sandbag stores
face-down
slowly pass the folic
Cape Town: safely sure to count you out
paced out, leaning spots to work on
grace found: holy stamping fortress
Alps time, thinning air above you
quicklime: paste and poison for the team
get well
mountain soundly stiffens
Alps up, fortress leaning leaward
To adapt to the point: this ship is sinking
colours swing fast, and radio the sandbag stores
The solace of stores shoots up in stages
and you will
you were the way back down
this is no way back
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3. |
Rockets
02:03
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That scene is all for the south
and we roll
you've seen it: all flags delivering!
You've saved all for yourself
and we go
all settled: all flags delivering!
New feeling, that's all the time that we owe
bass sound: all flags delivering!
Bad spin, a toast to your health
and we go
box seat: all flags delivering!
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4. |
You're Too Heavy
01:48
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An ambling box, a padded frame.
A cut meniscus, a passing lane.
Kicking out the sides 'til you're
too heavy to remain
we bring you out
our steady boy, a moving chain.
That's me on the carpet, that's all
dragging on, cursing the heat of these June days
That's me at the campfire, that's all.
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5. |
Swimming Studies II
01:48
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6. |
Slow Bold Reach
01:45
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Heritage will sit beside
the boom in passing
Spit decides on your angle
stalking the slipway
slow, bold reach: that's all you came in for
slowly dusting your borders away
building range and colours
do not rise to choke
bleeding, lost in the washway,
watched in the dens
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7. |
Hold The Rope
01:06
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Placemat and the summer's still over
it's all in the pain and the fires
savour the thins
Background for the Governess bride
with the future inside
held her place as we gathered in bloom
Hold the rope, a clip and packet for me
that's the way to keep us lonely
Racecar from a summer disabled
a regular sign
and you blow and you sigh "this is it"
Headfirst, you're a struggle to hit
and it straps him inside
the powder's inside: a salt
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8. |
Peacock Canyon
04:10
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Something to recognise: that's over
knock on a rooftop
you're breaking
that's the reason: this reaping
through the radar, ever-reaching
ball lightning
you're healing up, all sighing
That's the song we made
that's the reason we fall
Something to sit around
that's homely
it's the way back, just not direct
that's the reason
you're broken
you say we're out, i say we're not
go boldly
you're healing up, all sighing
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9. |
Soil
02:30
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Are you groping on air?
Are you gathering moss?
You were tapping your knees,
I was weakening first
and we read up on eaves,
balanced soil between thumbs.
You were travelling on
as our wheels left the ground.
We sing through empty bottles,
plant our names in sandy rows
or better still on moving bubbles
that's all these boys need to know.
Unset, a saddle
carving names into the ice.
We work round and into bottles,
that's all.
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10. |
Sambatistuta
01:02
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So, saving it all
bannered in soul
your pace, even stole
Go Gabriel, go
If you test yourself
you'll be older before it leaves
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