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Girl Under Glass
01:57
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Girl under glass,
covered in centipedes
and scorpions...
I understand,
this wasn't your plan...
Girl under glass,
clearly, I see your predicament.
There's nothing I can do
for you.
There's nothing I can do
for you...
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(instrumental)
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3. |
Simianostinato
03:27
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As ether from all others
and blackness to all eyes…
All things unrecognized.
Whether tagged and numbered
or soaked and sanitized…
All things unrecognized.
Of chaos and disorder,
of betrayal and lies…
All things unrecognized.
As ether from all others
and blackness to all eyes…
All things unrecognized.
But fear is the one thing
that holds us all together.
A thread that runs through each heart…
And love is only love,
though nothing to be afraid of,
it threatens to tear us apart…
So tie me in a knot
until I’m ready to unravel…
I am scared of love.
I am scared of love.
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4. |
Sparkle-spray
04:45
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Set the house on fire,
never checked for faulty wires.
Now I’m paralyzed
in your sparkle-spray…
Fell off the face,
floating in outer space,
with only your blue eyes
to light my way…
Winter came
and Spring followed~
Summer turned to Fall.
I count them all…
Such a tiny room
to slingshot around the moon,
but my path is marked
by your blue eyes…
I might not be lost
but there is no trace of me
in your sparkle-spray;
I am paralyzed…
Winter came
and Spring followed~
Summer turned to Fall.
I count them all…
Winter came
and Spring followed~
Filled the spaces
that had hollowed.
Summer turned to Fall.
I count them all…
Winter came
and Spring followed~
Summer turned to Fall.
I count them all…
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5. |
Heart-shaped Moon
04:01
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Can't beat my wings,
won't hold my breath.
My body waits for a peaceful death.
Soon it will be cold
as the water is warm
and then from her womb, not fully-formed...
I loved you,
even as you held my head
underwater~
Drunk on your wine
and this heart-shaped moon...
Leave me to sing
for a deep caress.
The song of the swan and his weightless egress.
Soon the moon will dance,
dance and fade away
and then from her heart, when morning breaks...
I loved you,
even as you held my head
underwater~
Hung up in your twine
and this heart-shaped moon...
I loved you,
even as you held my head
underwater~
I don't mind
this deep-blue swoon...
I'll wane in your refrain,
it's really no bother~
Just leave me behind
this heart-shaped moon...
Can't beat my wings,
won't hold my breath.
My body waits for a peaceful death.
Soon this long goodbye
will end with a kiss.
The song of the swan and his weightless egress...
When morning breaks this
heart-shaped moon.
Heart-shaped moon...
When morning breaks this
heart-shaped moon.
Heart-shaped moon...
When morning breaks this
heart-shaped moon.
Heart-shaped moon...
You'll see me behind this
heart-shaped moon...
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6. |
Motoregonik
05:19
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(instrumental)
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7. |
Two Vampires
05:27
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Two vampires couldn't sleep,
the night was just too cold.
Bloodlust and revelry
turned sawdust into gold.
This one, she had eyes of blue,
that one, his were green.
Dreams, like nightmares, do come true
but the endings are seldom seen...
Two vampires hung by rope,
swaying in the wind.
Two dark souls bathed in hope
and basking in their sins.
This one's heart, a broken feather,
plucked from a raven's breast.
That one fell in love with her
and drained himself of the rest...
Two vampires couldn't sleep
so they cut a hole in the sky.
The cut was so clean, so true and deep,
that it bled the universe dry.
This one thought of giving in,
that one had come undone.
Fell asleep, swaying in the wind
and woke up, burned by the sun...
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How can I just let you walk away,
just let you leave without a trace?
When I stand here taking every breath
with you,
ooh.
You're the only one
who really knew me at all...
How can you just walk
away from me,
when all I can do is watch you leave?
We've shared the laughter
and the pain,
we've even shared the tears.
You're the only one
who really knew me at all...
So take a look at me now,
there's just an empty space...
There's nothing left here
to remind me,
just the memory of your face.
Just take a look at me now,
there's just an empty space...
And you coming back to me
is against the odds
and that's what I've got to face.
I wish I could just make you
turn around,
turn around and see me cry.
There's so much I need
to say to you,
so many reasons why.
You're the only one
who really knew me at all...
So take a look at me now,
there's just an empty space...
There's nothing left here
to remind me,
just the memory of your face.
Just take a look at me now,
there's just an empty space...
But to wait for you, is all I can do
and that's what I've got to face...
Take a look at me now...
Take a look at me now,
there's just an empty space...
There's nothing left here
to remind me,
just the memory of your face.
Take a look at me now,
'cause I'll still be standing here...
And you coming back to me
is against all odds
and it's a chance I've got to take.
(Take a look at me now.)
Now it's a chance I've got to take...
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Simian Crease Puyallup, Washington
An "extremely prolific and creative studio project..." ~ Fabricoh Magazine
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"I really enjoy Taipei EP, too bad it ends so quickly..." ~ Solance/Audio Camp
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Simian Crease is Mike Miles.
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