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Watercolours
03:40
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I am a waterfall, I slowly pour it all away,
I am a raging flood, I drown out all that's in my way
I'm just a cloud that longs to rain,
A breathing reminder of your pain
Where is my lover gone? I thought I saw her here today,
She is my only one, my only one that I can't name
I'm just a cloud that longs to rain,
A breathing reminder of your pain
Winter came too fast, turned this age to ice,
Is she free at last? Is she free at last?
I'm just a cloud that longs to rain,
A breathing reminder of your pain
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Was It Wrong?
02:58
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Home, I can't let go,
so please don't go, where I can't go
You'll grow, I know you'll grow,
While I follow, I'm far too slow
And I held on but I held too tight,
If I held you back I didn't Know at the time,
I was wrong to think you could be mine,
Was it wrong to think you could be mine?
Evolve, and I'll grow old,
But not grow cold, I hope that shows
Explode, like fire and stone,
It's all I've known, until your song
And I held on but I held too tight,
If I held you back I didn't Know at the time,
I was wrong to think you could be mine,
Was it wrong to think you could be mine?
And I don't know which of us is right,
And if time heals wounds I'll wound in time,
And I know that your somewhere down the line,
Yeah I know you're somewhere down the line
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Runway
03:42
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Save somewhere a place for me,
I'll face falling to sit in your tree
I'm a long way, we've come a long way,
We'll say goodbye to the runway
We'll sleep strange hours, to wake in your arms,
I'll make you a promise, I cross my heart
I won't run away, if you won't run away,
We'll say goodbye to the runway
So don't waste your money taking off...
Change nothing, just stay who you are,
I have no answers nor questions of her
I won't run away, if you won't run away,
We'll say goodbye to the runway
So don't waste your money taking off...
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4. |
Digital Berlin Wall
03:08
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They fell from skies, machines that came to life,
These satellites, with piercing pairs of eyes,
Breach their confines, they lock us up inside,
We leave tonight
Cause selling my soul,
Is taking its toll,
It's getting so cold,
On this side of the wall
Connecting lines, across the great divide,
Our troubled minds, to the abyss confide,
The fading light, will someday leave us blind,
All in good time
Cause selling my soul,
Is taking its toll,
It's getting so cold,
On this side of the wall
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Pieces in a Game
03:28
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Pieces in a game,
To keep me occupied,
I didn't want to think,
I didn't want to feel at all,
Cut the circulation off,
Back inside the box
And now you play your queen,
And I threw all my lovers out,
And I don't feel a thing,
I'm turning into someone else,
Someone I don't want to be,
And I can't ask for help
I lost you in the fire,
It's pouring from our wounds,
It's keeping us all warm,
It's burning down our homes
It's judgement day again,
My time's already come and gone,
I haven't changed a thing,
So easily corruptible,
I'm sick of letting God decide,
On where to draw the line
I lost you in the fire,
It's pouring from our wounds,
It's keeping us all warm,
It's burning down our homes
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6. |
Revolver
04:50
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When the alarm's been rung
And you run for your life,
Like a coin that's spinning on the edge of a knife
And when the fire's gone out
And it's safe to return,
Do you light another to see what it burns?
As the smoke begins to fill your lungs,
You cough it up just like you've always done,
What's a gun to a soldier when the war is won over?
What's a gun to a soldier now?
And when your scars are gone,
When you've healed your insides,
Think of what they looked like,
They're what kept you alive
As the smoke begins to fill your lungs,
You cough it up just like you've always done,
What's a gun to a soldier when the war is won over?
When the war is behind you,
Don't look over your shoulder,
What's a gun to a soldier?
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7. |
Like Riding a Bike
03:03
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I have awoken what long lay asleep underground,
Searched all these years,
Without knowing we hunted it down
Trying to make up for time spent in the lost and found,
Creating monsters is the only way I know how
Savour the warning signs, before the world ignites
I have grown tired of being tucked in safe and sound,
Broken machines rust by highways like salt to the ground
This life is just one short hour,
It doesn't always shine but it's mine
Savour the warning signs, before the world ignites
I have awoken what long lay asleep underground,
Cogs turning gears, spinning wheels,
Slowly turning us round
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Temporary
03:50
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Words for you are temporary,
They fall behind...
It always catches up to me,
I've tried to run, I've tried to hide, but I fall behind
All we hold sacred,
What we think we're made of,
Just poses for pictures,
That fall by the wayside
I tried not to blame you,
I wanted to save you,
I tried to replace you,
So I could escape you
Words keep pouring endlessly,
The more I write...
And ink stains leave their mark on me,
Can you drop a line?
All we hold sacred,
What we think that we're made of,
Just poses for pictures,
That fall by the wayside
I tried not to blame you,
I just wanted to save you,
I tried to replace you,
But I could never escape you
There's always a trade-off,
When you test what you're made of,
Just poses for pictures,
Watch them fall by the wayside,
I put it on paper,
As if words could change you,
I tried to replace you,
But you're a permanent fixture
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Asleep at the Wheel
02:53
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They told you once, they told you twice,
Everyone's got their eye on the prize,
Throw down your glove and say goodnight,
Get in the ring, learn how to fight
Oh, asleep at the wheel, you know how it feels,
Waging a war, against a closed door,
Take me alive, you've already won
They told you once, they told you twice,
Every fish needs the bait 'fore it bites,
If I was a bee I'd build a hive,
And honey I'd be sinker and line
Oh, asleep at the wheel, you know how it feels,
Waging a war, against a closed door,
Take me alive, you've already won
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Mechanical Pterodactyl Melbourne, Australia
The creation of multi-instrumentalist/producer Yen Nguyen, Mechanical Pterodactyl build Dreampop compositions that place
lyrical melodies over a richly woven blend of acoustic, electric and electronic instruments.
Having worked across genres from jazz and hip hop to electronica and rock, Yen brings eclectic sounds and production techniques together to create atmospheric and lush pieces.
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