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The Last Princess
06:19
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The last princess
Was light as light
She had gold braids
Across her spine
On ropes she’d spin
Within the wind
No cage could curve
The flight in her
The flight in her
He did not sleep
For forty nights
In forty dreams
Missed forty flights
This is the end
The final end
For him to serve
A call to her
A call to her
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phishcantwhistle
04:49
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She lived atop the moon
Dreamed of the sun
In a tower of disbelief
She had to reach too far
Slept alone in her dreams at night
Soon they took the day
It’s easier to track a barnacle goose
Than to follow your heart
A phish can’t whistle and neither can I
She found herself undone
Until a giant climbing down a stalk
Fell across her path
Robbed and battered, she returned his health
He returned her day
Gave her wings and a voice that could melt
All the blues away
And she said
“This is how we dance”
“This is how we fly”
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dancing on glass
07:31
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Turnaround
Breathe it out
Twist and shout
Turnaround
Turn it out
Turnaround
Turnaround
Burn it out
Dance on glass
Turn it out
Churn it out
Turnaround
Turn it out
Bathed in doubt
Twist it out
And turn it out
Turn it out
Turnaround
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4. |
/sɛksɪŋ/
05:07
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instrumental
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5. |
3.21 Psychosis
02:40
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My favourite dream is shaken
Too many things upset it
Too many (lies)(lines) are failing
I like to live beneath it
My friends work for the Stasi
Last month they were all Nazis
Last year they dropped the atom bomb
Don’t cater to their lust for blood
Spilled blood no new beginning
No time to cheer we’re winning
No chance that we will wait that long
To say the enemy has moved on
No hate
Fuck all blue white and red flags
Their history’s lined with dog tags
They hope that we won’t get along
They hope that you don’t get along
No hate
This ain’t no fuckin’ new song
Our river’s long been poisoned
No country will protest too late
No coverage will protect your fate
No hate
She won’t fuck you
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The Silent Street
06:01
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I walk outside
With my suitcase full
Of my mistakes
As though my lessons are done
Now she comes to me
And I hold back
I see gold
I saw gold
Then I come to
Cut me
I falter through time
Haunted by words
As The Silent Street presents:
‘His Love on the Line’
Tonight, tonight
Watch him scream
Watch him scream
“I’m free”
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Described as 'eccentric, eclectic, terrifying, enticing, melodramatic and ridiculously unique,' the trio have a reputation for moody, crazed and performative live shows.
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