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All the people drowning their cares away
with their wine, for a while in tonight's soiree
with the jesters dressed up in their silly charades
and all their lives shrouded in masquerades
Familiar faces slowly turning into strangers
I recall their names but no longer their faces
And the chandeliers illuminating the dance hall
never quite brightened anything at all.
Cause all the drinks that we take that help us escape ourselves
have only ostracized us to everyone else
So if you find yourself suffocated by your own shame
then swallow the shards of your glass of wine and put on your masquerades
In the name of the king, all the jesters singing
(Ahhhhs) X2
Your presence is a bliss that I felt across the room
and only yours that I felt to be true
Chorus:
Come away, come away, come away, oh come away.
come away from your masquerade
the moonlight grants us a sudden glimpse upon our eyes
and to my surprise beneath this storm of disguise.
(chorus)
Undress the burden you are wearing on your head
So that I can see your face instead.
(chorus)
(Guitar solo)
Without a word we agreed to escape this place
but with the scent of desire we were leaving about its trace.
to satin mannequins standing in aisles of gold
surrounded by all the coats they refused to hold.
As we reached for the door there were greetings we chose to ignore
and soon enough we found we could escape no more
And the orchestra puppeteering the dance hall
suddenly decided to change the song
Because the festive folks have formed a swarming crowd
they pulled our arms away as they sang out loud
we couldn't bid farewell as they took us away
All I can recall was that they grabbed our necks and put back our masquerades
and I cursed at the king, as I was screaming
(ahhhhhhs) x2
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Melinda,
a melody that meanders around my head
Somehow
I cannot seem to sing the tune
unless I see your face again
Melinda,
a reverie that appears relentlessly
And I will write these words to your tune
so that I can remember your face again
Melinda,
a memory that I've caught passing through the flume
And now, I've finally seen your face again
my heart rests soundly around the bloom
Melinda,
a melody that I can seem to escape
And now,
all I can sing is your tune
unless I never see your face again
Melinda..
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You're walking up to me with your gun in hand,
and the barrel's pointing up to where I stand.
The trigger's on your finger, firing a bullet from your heart
Watch me suffer baby cause this is where it starts
My spirit is screaming, and I'm down on my knees but there's not time for praying
Don't sink it in with your teeth,
cause you're killin me, killin me, killin me, killin me slowly.
You're walking up to me and I'm hiding out again;
you're screaming out the message you've been trying to send
The trigger's on your finger, firing a bullet from your heart
Watch me suffer baby cause this is where it starts
My spirit is screaming, and I'm down on my knees but there's not time for praying
Don't sink it in with your teeth,
cause you're killin me, killin me, killin me, killin me slowly.
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for Alison
Cottonmouth Kisses, in scented smoke
in darkened bedrooms, fireflies awoke
little stars linger amidst our glazed eyes
guiding our shipwrecked souls in the tides
There are deserts in our tongues
that breed a liquid stasis
but when our stranded lips have met
--it makes oasis.
I'll breathe you in just to breathe you out
take you away on a fragrant cloud
your gentle fingers cling to the leaves
of purple flowers from the eaves
There's a landfill in our lungs
that hoards our wasted breaths
and as the plaster steals our air
it grants us heaven
I'll breathe you in, just to breathe you out
take you away on a fragrant cloud
cottonmouth kisses, oh wont you be
the bitter to my sweet~
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Years have passed and nothing's changed
but our love that eternally remains through all this time
that you would still be mine
Always lasts forever in my mind
our love will forever be the way that time stood still
when I sink in through your eyes
No one will ever love you the way I always will
No one will promise you that when forever passes I will love you still.
And even more, even more if time stood still
And I'll love you more
I'll love you more if time stood still
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I'm just a child swimming in the shallow end
floating further step by step
I'm just a cat caught inside your ball of yarn
chasing a string right to your heart
Let me lift my feet off the ground
but don't cut the string
Don't ever leave me out to drown
so come and reel me back in
I can't seem to find where my pulses start
that's because I'm just a fool at heart
I'm just a fool at heart
I'm a slave to the rhythm of the beat in my chest when you're around
that's because I'm just a fool at heart
I'm just a fool at heart
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You can find me stranded in your secret garden,
in a labyrinth of my love for you
You can find me standing at the tree by your window,
waiting for you to come back home
You can find me resting in a bed of your roses,
sleeping in a scent of your perfume
And I'll be down on my knees, picking up all the flowers
that I will send down to you
I'll be waiting for the sudden shift of the wind to tell me you've returned
Now these leaves aren't blowing, but the branches are wearing thin
While these weeds are growing, you're never really showing up to cut them down
But now it's clear to me that you were never meant to be here
So will you find me stranded in your secret garden,
helping me find my way to you?
Will you find me standing at the tree by your window,
greeting me when you come back home?
Will you find me resting in a bed of roses,
lying down right next to me
And when I'm down on my knees, up around all the flowers,
ready to say these words to you
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Your face, that gleams like the moon
flows into a whispering tune
and my troubles then, falling to its place
In a night so serene
like the wind that strokes the leaves of trees
to breeze that soothes the ground beneath my feet
Our love will live in infamy
like a rosebush in a cemetery
It's a beautiful sin, the way..
...your beauty lies beneath my skin
It's a bitter disease, in a sweet release..
....your beauty lies beneath my skin
In a touch of your hand I'll understand...
....your beauty lies beneath my skin.
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The mirrors in your eyes are so misleading
I see myself closer than I should appear
I've learned to hide in the darkness, out of sight
for I'm just a shadow of your mind
I've turned away from the light by my window
for the face of despair, lies framed by your hair
I've learned to hide in the darkness, out of sight
for I'm just a shadow of your mind
Now the days have passed so slowly
but my thoughts still running of your embrace
I've learned to stand in the light, by your side
still I'm just a shadow of your mind
The mirrors in your eyes are so misleading
I see myself closer than I should appear
I've learned to hide in the darkness, out of sight
for I'm just a shadow of your mind
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My Nightingale,
come and sing me your sweetest song
that my love will entail
In company, or in solitude,
the sound of your voice
resonates into my wounds
One day I'll have your heart to nest,
but for now;
I'll lie in bed for me to rest
It's such a shame to see you fly away,
but I won't let these be my dying days.
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released January 28, 2013
