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Husk
02:51
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Some days I watch you go
Down in husks of flame
Burned from the tension of
The mention of a name
And every hidden ember of
Every bruise and scar
Bursts into flame again
Like an old and dying star
Sometimes I wonder if
You'll ever burn away
Like a comet tail
In brilliant array
You with your dying star
The light trickles out of you
Faced with this death I guess
I'd rather go down in flames too
I watch your dying star
The light trickles out of you
Faced with this death I guess
I'll go down in flames with you
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She makes wear a bell
So when I sneak up behind
She can listen for the knell
And sneak away in time
In her sneakers, for sneaking
Sneakers, for sneaking away
Sneaking around takes its toll
I never wore no steel toes
Felt every step of burning coal
She dances in heels, but everybody knows
She wears sneakers, for sneaking
Sneakers, for sneaking away
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3. |
Lion At The Gates
06:02
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All the walls in all the world are falling down
Is this love, is this hate
Ignore the lion at the gates
Listen to his roar, as the raindrops pour
All the playbills on this street
Are falling down like sodden leaves
The puddles are all six feet deep
Don't these rain clouds ever sleep?
Listen to his roar, as the raindrops pour
If you built yourself a wooden horse
And left it at my door, of course
I'd let it in, no questions asked
For a chance to see your equine mask
We listen to him roar, as the raindrops pour
All the walls in all the world are falling down
All the stars in all the skies
All the tears in all the eyes
Are falling down
Listen to his roar, as the raindrops pour
In all the hearts in all the world are breaking down
Listening to his roar, as the raindrops pour
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Artichoke Hearts
04:33
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You fade by degrees
All I've left are these
Brown pickled parts
Like artichoke hearts
Your smile is wilted down
You wear a gilded frown
The unraveling starts
Like artichoke hearts
I couldn't quite place
The difference in your face
Then I noticed your eyes
Were quiet as stone
Your eyes which shimmered
like a school of silverfish
Are quiet as stone
You fade by degrees
All I've left are these
Brown pickled parts
Like artichoke hearts
You're quiet as stone
And rigid as bone
The unraveling starts
Like artichoke hearts
You fade by degrees...
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The Urbane Decay Toronto, Ontario
The Urbane Decay was an indie pop recording project mainly active between 2002-2010, mainly by Jakob Rehlinger, mainly maudlin and mopey.
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