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Tiny Still Things
04:52
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When It's Time
03:31
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When the breeze is full of thistle down
And the sunshine tastes like icecream
And the cherry blossoms are falling like hearts
Falling like hearts falling in love
Then it’s time for this to end
Then it’s time for us to end
When the smog smells like kitten fur
And the pavement is soft as grass
And flakes of paint are falling like hearts
Falling like hearts falling in love
Then it’s time for this to end
Then it’s time for us to end
Falling like hearts falling in love
Falling like hearts falling in love
When the moonlight glows like television screens
Playing old romantic movies
And moths are falling from the streetlights
Falling like hearts falling in love
Then it’s time for this to end
Then it’s time for us to end
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3. |
Peel
03:22
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Transparent and thin
As an onion's withered skin
Peel it away until there's nothing to peel
Peel it away until there's nothing to feel
Peel it away until there's
Nothing
Until there's nothing...
Damp with the gloom
Of a wallpapered room
Peel it away until there's nothing to peel
Peel it away until there's nothing to feel
Peel it away until there's
Nothing
Until there's nothing...
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4. |
Melt
04:51
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Disappear...
Melt away inside...
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5. |
Late In Winter
05:18
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Falling morning snow
A blanket soft and white
Melt away by midday
Freeze into sheets of ice
As night falls
Late in winter
Winter... Falling snow...
Burning, shooting sparks
Turn as dark as wine
Fall on you as ashes
They no longer shine
As night falls
Late in winter
Winter... Falling snow...
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6. |
This Stillness
04:57
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Spock once said to Bones
The healthy release of emotion
Is often unhealthy
for those closest to us
Keeping this in mind I never
Explode in anger or rage
This makes me easy to live with
This makes me easy to be around
But the cost is I never
Radiate excitement or joy
This makes me withering to live with
This makes me withering to be around
It has driven
Every heart I’ve loved away
I have driven
Every heart I’ve loved away
I spent years thinking
I had been, at some point, damaged
Believing my nature
Couldn’t be this stillness
This quiet stillness
But I have come to know myself
To recognise the patterns
I’ve always been this way
And always fought it
Like Nate said to Brenda
On his deathbed
I’m tired of fighting it
I’m tired of fighting my nature
I’m tired of fighting it
I’m tired of fighting my nature
It has driven
Every heart I’ve loved away
I have driven
Every heart I’ve loved away
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7. |
Sunshine
03:41
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The sun is shining...
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8. |
Melt Away
04:52
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Disappear...
Melt away inside...
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"Having is not so pleasing as wanting..."
The having is not a pleasurable
As the wanting
It's not logical
But it's so often true
And I wanted you so badly
It's so often true
And I wanted to have you
I wanted to have you
I'm a lucky man
Not having what I wanted
And losing the pleasure
Of always being haunted
The pleasure true
Of being haunted by you...
"Having is not so pleasing as wanting. It's not logical but it's often true."
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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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