1. |
Glassman
04:28
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Our bodies in the sand
Gripping the Atlantic’s edge
Entering the air
Like chamomile and lemongrass
Just riding the surface
Nothing swimming beneath us
Ah, to spend a Sunday
With the salt spray
Kissing my face
Ah, with my reflection
Bright magenta
In your sunglasses
I feel there is something to finish
Hold me where the light can see it
This perfect day I’m witnessing
I can’t wait to tell my friends about it
This perfect day I’m witnessing
I can’t wait to tell my friends about it
I lose the way as you circle me
Ah, to spend a Friday
At the swan lake
Kissing your face
Ah, as I’m wrapped in
My reflection
In your irises
I feel there is something to finish
Hiding where it’s too bright to see it
This perfect day I'm witnessing
I can’t wait to tell my friends about it
This perfect day I'm witnessing
I can't wait to tell my friends about it
This perfect day I’m witnessing
I can’t wait to tell my friends about it
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2. |
Thank You By Dido
05:05
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Too hot to sleep
Folded against him
As I rub the Vaseline left on my lips
Room near the airport
There’s constant crescendo
My hotel is miles away
Tell myself I’ll leave
When daylight hits his bed
He calls a driver
I ride alone with the radio
It plays foreign commercials
And “Thank You” by Dido
Room by the sea
He said “Join me beside it”
In a darkness so opaque
We were tethered nowhere but each other’s hands
He calls a driver
I ride alone with the radio
It plays foreign commercials
And “Thank You” by Dido
There must be some interference
There must be some interference
There must be some interference
There must be some interference
I greet my driver
I say “Tune to the station
That plays foreign commercials
And ‘Thank You’ by Dido”
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3. |
Majesty
04:27
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I must make the rage I was given
As what I have been trusted to live with
I take myself to the edge of a reservoir
I hear the wind as the hissing of swans
I'm the only one who saw
What my tears made beautiful
They cut the air
Like shattered glass
They bent the trees
Like black ribbons
I stand within a ring
Made like my dream of it
I turned what came to me into a promise I will find it
I don’t want this feeling I’ve carried
I would hurt someone who earned it
Still on my back is what I endure
And in my hand is what I deserve
And I’m the only one who saw
What my tears made beautiful
If I was an angel
Who chose to return
Then I must believe
Heaven isn’t enough
I stand within a ring
Made like my dream of it
I turned what came to me into a promise I will find it
I stand within a ring
Made like my dream of it
I turned what came to me into a promise I will find it
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