1. |
GNOME (I)
02:48
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2. |
Starshine
04:19
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I'd count you in as my getaway,
With eyes like yours I can count on you,
To take me far.
I'd count you in as my star getaway.
With eyes as bright as starshine,
No way I'd get lost with you.
You've got the right kind of eyes,
Story telling eyes,
Your eyes light up with starshine.
Your eyes light up with starshine.
You seem to be glowing in the night,
And that's just my type,
Eyes that light up skies with starshine.
Your eyes light up with starshine.
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3. |
Grapevine
07:18
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Look at this world we've made,
Are we happy here?
Or do we just have to be here?
Look at all the things i've died for,
Just so I'd have you near,
Just so we could be near.
The grapevines growing all around us,
(Grapevines growing all around us).
The grapevines got us all wound up.
(Grapevines growing all around us).
The grapevines growing all around us,
(Grapevines growing all around us).
And now we can see all the things we have done,
And I'm feeling so much closer to you, breaking the borderline,
And I can tell where we are going.
All our moves just tighten up the grapevine.
I'll never understand,
How you lead me here,
Or why you lead me here.
But things started looking up,
When you crossed my eyes,
When you looked into my eyes.
And I'm just speaking from my heart,
That I've never seen a look like yours,
I've never been with a soul like yours.
And maybe all these grapevines,
Are just to bring us closer,
Because I feel ourselves coming closer.
The grapevines growing all around us,
(Grapevines growing all around us).
The grapevines got us all wound up.
(Grapevines growing all around us).
And now we can see all the things we have done,
And I'm feeling so much closer to you, breaking the borderline,
And I can tell where we are going.
All our moves just tighten up the grapevine.
And maybe I'm just coming on,
to you based on all the things you said last time.
Because I'm getting closer to you with each and every dawn,
All our moves just tighten up the grapevine.
Baby can't you feel it?
Tightening around us?
Oh baby can't you feel it?
Grapevines all around us!
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4. |
Castles
05:42
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We'd build trick corridors,
With ever changing walls within,
Where every door would lead,
You right back to the front again.
And we'd build quite the lobby,
With trap doors leading to the pits.
And dungeons leading to dungeons,
Oh make them wish they threw sand instead of bricks.
They'd toss us bricks,
And we'd build castles,
They'd toss us bricks,
Build ourselves into the clouds!
They'd toss us bricks,
And we'd build castles,
They'd toss us bricks,
Build ourselves into the clouds!
They'd toss us bricks,
And we'd build castles,
They'd toss us bricks,
Build ourselves into the clouds!
We'd have our very own place,
Where we could hide in safety's clench.
And their'd be no way they could find,
Without falling to our trench.
We'll have a way to stand our ground,
Baby maybe we've been doing it right all along.
If they want to hate the things we do,
We'll love ourselves, let them think we're wrong.
They'd toss us bricks,
And we'd build castles,
They'd toss us bricks,
Build ourselves into the clouds!
They'd toss us bricks,
And we'd build castles,
They'd toss us bricks,
Build ourselves into the clouds!
They'd toss us bricks,
And we'd build castles,
They'd toss us bricks,
Build ourselves into the clouds!
In the deep of winters,
The caverns will grow colder by night.
But we'll be set up cosy and warm,
By the fire's flickering light.
Incandescence will give the essence,
That we are living like the old days.
And finding our own ways,
In these castles we made.
They'd toss us bricks,
And we'd build castles,
They'd toss us bricks,
Build ourselves into the clouds!
They'd toss us bricks,
And we'd build castles,
They'd toss us bricks,
Build ourselves into the clouds!
They'd toss us bricks,
And we'd build castles,
They'd toss us bricks,
Build ourselves into the clouds!
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5. |
SYLPH (II)
04:09
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6. |
Beating of Our Rhythm
05:09
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I could sense a few ghosts between us,
But nothing stopped me from moving in too close.
Sure I was drinking up bottles again I don't trust,
Myself with the things I knew when I was low.
We held on a bit too long.
We held fast to different songs.
It was the beating of our rhythms,
They'd match for a second,
Then move back where they belong.
We held on a bit too long.
We held fast to different songs.
It was the beating of our rhythms,
They'd match for a second,
Then move back where they belong.
The rhythms got lost in translation,
I probably should have seen it long ago.
There were moments where I swear I could dance along,
But the groove just didn't have the right glow.
But I'll do it now, oh it just feels right,
I'll let the rhythm take my feet into the night,
I'll let our bodies take control of the ambience,
Because I'm feeling bold, so fucking right.
We'll hold on a little bit too long.
We'll hold fast to different songs.
The beating of our rhythms,
They'll match for a second,
Then move back where they belong.
We'll hold on a little bit too long.
We'll hold fast to different songs.
The beating of our rhythms,
They'll match for a second,
Then move back where they belong.
We held on a bit too long.
We held fast to different songs.
It was the beating of our rhythms,
They'd match for a second,
Then move back where they belong.
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7. |
Ghost Space
04:58
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Just don't get too close,
I'm warning you this won't mean anything.
I'm not the sort of guy anyone should be with.
I break the walls, and break the mirrors, leave the house burning.
Just don't feel the need to have me.
I've got moments where I don't even want me
But there's these places that I place me head,
Up in ghost space. Sometimes it's all I want to be.
So don't go falling in love.
There's no reason for it, there's just no need for it.
Just don't go falling in love.
I've got no reason for it, at all, just no need for it.
I'm just aesthetics for the eyes,
A pleaser appeasing all of your grace,
You'll hold on to my rope to try and pin me down,
But I'm still going to be a ghost in space.
So don't go falling in love.
There's no reason for it, there's just no need for it.
Just don't go falling in love.
I've got no reason for it, at all, just no need for it.
I'm up in the clouds right now,
I'm dancing with the lights of dying stars,
Baby you shouldn't be here with me,
You'll die out here so far.
So don't try to figure me out,
You'll only find I can't be what you need,
Don't figure me out,
I'll never be what you need.
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8. |
Winter Islands
05:20
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I take deep breath's before I step out onto the ice.
I've got a long walk to get to the next island.
My last breath may be somewhere out there,
My only option is to move from where I stand.
Look out to the sparkling ice,
Look out for our potential end.
Drowning underneath the ice,
Look out for the potential end.
Look out across the winter islands,
Look out for the sparkling ice.
Drowning near the winter islands,
Don't fall beneath the ice.
I hold my breath along the cracking ice,
Hoping I’ll make it to the next island.
My last breath is somewhere within me,
And I truly do not trust where I stand.
I’ve got some things I could say,
And i’ll say them because I’m afraid,
That there won’t be time to make it to an island,
And I’ll with all these things unsaid,
But darling you believe we will make it,
Onto the next winter Island.
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I don't forget things,
I just don't tend to forget.
I just don't fall for tricks anymore,
After seeing them explained in small vignettes.
I don't tremble like I used to, used to,
I don't need to sleep with the light's on.
I face every thing head first, head first,
And that's just how things have gone. Have gone.
OH, OH, OH,
I'm not the reason for this all,
I don't need this nearly as often.
I'm not the reason for any of this at all,
No I don't need this to soften.
We're a victim to it all,
Oh we like the play the part that's common,
We're a victim to it all,
And that's what most of you've forgotten.
I'm not the reason for this all,
I don't need this nearly as often.
I'm not the reason for any of this at all,
No I don't need this to soften.
Close your hands, oh clasp your hands,
You'll want to get so comfortable,
You'll want to take a seat,
because you'll be sitting for a while.
Clasp your hands so tight, my God,
You might even be seeing blood,
You're a victim to the crimes that you put yourself in,
just for pitty, should,
We come here more regular,
Pray 'bout what you did to her,
Pray 'bout what you're here for,
What is it you're here for?
All I see is self inflicted pain, is that what you're here for?
Tell me what you're here for,
None of us can be here for you.
Tell me what you're here for,
What you're here for,
I've got some sin's stored,
I'll lend if you promise they'll be worn,
Don't just leave them on the dirt floor.
I’ve got sins, I’ve got sins,
And flare and pins,
That flash the sins and things,
That wore my soul so thin.
That scold my foul heart and then
take to flames, and paper planes,
And set ablaze my paper planes,
I watch them fall and crash and burn,
And watch them all become ash, my turn.
There’s things I gave up that return in the air,
And stare me in the eyes, and tear apart my ties,
That I promised to myself, but these promises are lies,
Because boldly I can be another bothered brutality,
That wanders through scoundrel vanity’s,
Time and time again,
It was bottle versus pen,
And 9 times out of ten,
the bottle would win.
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10. |
UNDINE (III)
03:24
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11. |
Ain't Got Shit
03:50
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She'd ask me why I'm saying all these things I'd never say before.
There's something deep inside me that's been crawling out, it's dying for,
A tiny glimpse of something, trust me this is what they ask for.
This is what they ask for.
He's cool, but he ain't got shit on me.
He's cool, but he ain't got shit on me.
Sure he's cool, oh but he ain't got shit on me.
Yah, he's cool, but ain't got shit on me.
She'd always throw this confidence right at my face and trust me it's,
Not that I don't want it, I just never acknowledged, must have nothing to do with self confidence, yah that's not it. There's plenty built up inside, if you want it out, I'd want to hide. Because this won't be pretty, and there's no pitty when it's real things built up inside bursting out for the first time.
He's cool, but he ain't got shit on me.
He's cool, but he ain't got shit on me.
Sure he's cool, oh but he ain't got shit on me.
Yah, he's cool, but ain't got shit on me.
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12. |
Modern Atlantis
04:35
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I've got this weird sort of feeling in my gut,
That these lights in the water are attracting me,
To places I don't want to go.
And I know, I've already seen places I don't want to go,
No I don't want to go.
There's neon lights dancing heavily in the distance,
And I've been walking down here for far too long,
I hear the songs of the sirens now.
Atlantis sings me songs from the sirens now.
And I, I've got this feeling I,
Have seen some pretty things, but I've,
Never seen a city like this, a city of glistening lights.
There's a place for me to lay my head and rest,
But I've come so far I'd rather see downtown instead,
I could have anything my mind could desire,
But, this water's putting out all my inner fires.
And I, I've got this feeling I,
Have seen some pretty things, but I've,
Never seen a city like this, a city of glistening,
Lights, I've never been alone like this,
I've never been a victim to bliss,
In an underwater city of neon lights.
Have you ever seen a city light up like this,
Have you ever glided up to roof tops where you could be safe from this,
Whole world.
I felt like I could run this place,
I felt like I could own the world,
But illusions like this, kept my heavy feet grounded to the ocean floor.
And I, I've got this feeling I,
Have seen some pretty things, but I've,
Never seen a city like this, a city of glistening,
Lights, I've never been alone like this,
I've never been a victim to bliss,
In an underwater city of neon lights.
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13. |
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It's not hard to be here,
Among all the lights and bright blooming marine life.
Striving away from bitter institutions that only held me back,
I'm not pushing forward, I'm cutting through like a knife.
There are streams behind me,
I can look back on where I came from.
I'll never forget where I came from,
As I follow the spirit drum.
It was easy, before all this.
Dancing with spirits in the forest,
And the apparitions of the air.
And they were all so modest.
They'd hold this breaking boy tightly,
Wrapping me in roots, and healing me with clean air,
And dancing me to glory with the sweet sound,
Of their singing prayers.
I'm much healthier now.
I've danced with the melodies of the earth,
And I've spun circles with the butterflies of the sky,
And now I'm pressing fast through caverns,
Diving deep depth's without drowning,
I'm not alone. You took part with me before this.
You healed with me and are now searching,
For something.
Neither of us know where we are headed yet.
But we're happy knowing that we are heading there,
Together. Away from the fears and debts.
But something's not right.
You're starting to choke,
As if the final enchantment to
I want it,
I take deep breaths,
But there's fire in my lungs!
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14. |
SALAMANDER (IV)
06:32
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15. |
Castles (Acoustic)
06:26
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16. |
Castles (Corbin Remix)
04:22
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The Tessellate Toronto, Ontario
The Tessellate was an experiment eventually leading to my project, 'discofox'
discofox.bandcamp.com
I'm also now NapalmDreams.bandcamp.com
My other music is over at jonathanatkins.bandcamp.com
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