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Fever Dream
02:47
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We were shitting bricks but it felt good
And our boy was smiling
Was it just the heat of the day?
Nah it's real to me
To me
To me
To me
And she walked
Down moss covered steps
Into the water
Down to me she walked
All eyes on me
Through sweat I see
My fever dream
In a 1960's dress
Was it just the heat of the day?
Nah it's real to me
To me
To me
To me
And she walked
Down moss covered steps
Into the water
Down to me she walked
And she walked
Down moss covered steps
Into the water
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2. |
Ragdoll
03:16
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I'm ashamed of yesterday
My love
But I'm ready to pounce ago
Inflamed by arrogance
I'm too far gone
I'm ashamed
Of what I said to you
But I'm ready to dance again
There's no lighthouse on the hill
Distrust has killed the thrill
Just try to find the man who doesn't feel
The man who always kneels
Just try to find the man who doesn't feel
The man who always kneels
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3. |
Upper Hands
04:04
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Consent with no admission
No guilty plea
My guns at the watch house
Far from me
Waiting for each day to be over
Wait and see
Consent with no decision
No derision
Waiting for each day to over
Wait and see
You couldn't satisfy
Still I tried
I always justified
I was blind
Resent all my ambitions
When did you listen
You killed the birds on the cage on the table
With your self-prescription
Waiting for each day to over
Wait and see
You couldn't satisfy
Still I tried
I always justified
I was blind
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4. |
Nausea pt. I
03:37
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The streets are pink and gentle
People and light's dilute the gloom
They return you to the
Ordinary suffering.
I pass so close that I could touch her
This burning flesh
Her wine coloured birth mark
On her right hand points me out
I turn my back on her
For after all
She is the lucky one
I've had three years
Three years of calm
Empty and pure
I pass so close that I could touch her
This burning flesh
Burning flesh
Motionless
Hands outstretched
Waiting for
My stigmata
Motionless
As your tongue
Shapes the offering
To our father
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5. |
The Boat
05:03
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Here I am
I overslept again
There are times even now I desire change
Here I stand
Head in my hands,
There are times even now an amount of change
Doesn't give me a reason
To alter my ways
Doesn't give me a reason
A reason to stay
Now I drive
Into the night
Into the night
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6. |
Shattered Jewels
03:10
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Is life overwhelming
What did you expect?
You kept company with
Rats
Sister you have squandered
A hundred million shattered Jewels
In the sun
In the sun
Now you have yourself
Another temporary tourniquet
But the morphine soon runs out
And you'll sink your teeth into someone new
Sister you have squandered
A hundred million shattered Jewels
In the sun
In the sun
Sister I have squandered
A hundred million shattered Jewels
In the sun
In the sun
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7. |
S4D
02:23
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8. |
Seagulls
03:14
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Seagulls drifting in the breeze
Flying high above the seas
Slowly drifting far from you
can't help thinking that you wanted to
The ebb and flow of distant tides
Gently call me from this life
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9. |
Nausea pt. III
02:03
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Motionless, hands outstretched
Waiting for my stigmata
Motionless, as your tongue
Shapes the offering to our father
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10. |
Bedroom Eyes
04:08
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The end is nearer than I thought it would be
I don't need those elusive memories
On the phone now
Set in stone
I've been stoned
Set in stone
All alone
Set in stone and the rest descends from here
Send me a text I've got a new set of lies
A way to pacify
Your bedroom eyes
Your bedroom eyes
Your bedroom eyes (bedroom eyes)
Your bedroom eyes (bedroom eyes)
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Job Cran Brisbane, Australia
Job Cran creates rock music with a progressive edge. Job combines dense arrangements with virtuosic guitar performances and a heavy dose of harmonies for a lush and expansive sound.
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