1. |
Rise, Endless Sun
01:23
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In days of old, light shone insistently;
There was no night in which to believe.
I'm not making this up!
Don't you dare doubt me,
For the days of the endless sun
You will soon see.
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2. |
Sell Out
04:57
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The Devil sold his soul to me.
Red to white turned his cheeks;
I made him blush with the thought that we
Could exist simultaneously.
From within, out.
He came with gold, that God of history,
And still he asked so innocently.
It wasn't enough, but I played it fairly -
Soul for soul, just as he always preached.
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3. |
Too Many Thoughts
04:38
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There's way too many people in the world,
Way too many people...
I want to see the people dancing,
I want to see the people cry.
I want to see the people dancing and I know...
I want to see the people dancing,
I want to see the people cry.
I want to see the people dancing and I...
Too many people on the floor.
I'm trying to walk, I'm trying to soar
Over you and the floor.
Too many thoughts on your mind.
Your head is in air.
I said it, I swear.
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4. |
XXVIII
00:57
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5. |
I'm Dry
05:40
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Water is falling on,
It's on the ground above, 'cause I'm below.
It's a moisture I can feel,
Another word I know I've heard before,
Heard before, Heard this before.
Drip drop.
Slowly pulling toward open air,
I'm dry.
And they sing aloud...
Give us water.
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6. |
Cape Able
02:57
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I don't think you realize what you are capable of.
I don't think you notice at all.
You can shape mountains,
Sprout fountains from your mind.
But I don't think you realize,
Well, really any little thing at all.
I don't think you realize what you are capable of.
I don't think you notice at all.
And I'll sing this a thousand times,
A thousand times, a thousand times,
A thousand times, a thousand times,
A thousand times, a thousand times...
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7. |
Body Bags
06:37
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The body bags come with compartments of lies are shown.
Pad me up, mister, I'm dying slow.
Float away...
High up above this plane.
Float away...
This smile spreads back and forth across my face.
Float away...
Eyes of a bird, innate.
Float away.
Float away...
I will be here, always.
Despite what you say,
A fragment of me will remain.
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8. |
Mortal Moon
05:21
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Reign Cycle Portland, Oregon
Born in the brains of two young men under a teary sky.
Nursed from the front seats of a
compact car and the garage of a mansion to Portland's ever-reaching natural beauty and its steadfast inspiration.
Set free with integrity and purpose. Given with love.
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