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Foreign Correspondents
04:38
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Ocean so warm at night beneath starts, Cambodian light.
Took off your clothes you felt the tide was changing for right.
Sea creatures swim between us and bless our curious eyes.
Ocean so warm that night that the moon came down to say hi.
Motion never lies.
I don't want, don't want to control you.
I just wanted to show you.
Saw a star in your glass that night, we were drinking the stars.
Foreign correspondents in a bar somewhere on Mars.
Motion never lies.
I don't want, don't want to control you.
I just wanted to show you.
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Mooncamping
04:49
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If you want me I will follow, I would sleep on the moon tonight.
When we get there we'll build a fire, we'll be camping on the moon tonight.
You knew,
I'll be there too.
I'll be there too,
You knew.
Then you told me we're all made of stardust,
All our cities they just block the view.
You and me we can escape this madness,
We'll be gazing from the moon tonight.
Bring your big tent, sleeping bag, my pillow, your flash light.
Bring marshmallows, graham crackers, Hershey bar, pocket knife.
Find your sister's secret stash, your hopes and dreams with your lovely heart.
Bring your big tent, sleeping bag, my pillow, your flash light.
Can't make a fire 'cause there ain't no oxygen - we'll warm up back on Earth again.
Grab a map and your dad's old compass, your hopes and dreams with your lovely Heart.
You knew,
I'll be there too.
I'll be there too,
You knew.
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Fargo
05:53
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I try to close my eyes,
My mind shakes like a rattlesnake.
It happens every time,
I try.
My lips are made of glass,
you knew what I was thinking.
Distorted point of view,
it's true.
Built a bonfire,
and flew a plane to Fargo.
I wish you were awake,
that night.
I want in, I want out, I want in, I'm worn out.
I want in, I want out, I want in, I'm worn out.
My vintage Volvo,
I drove it home to Seattle.
I wish you were around,
that night.
And then we tore the seams,
in the storm that was keeping us grounded.
Everything you saw,
you sang.
I want in, I want out, I want in, I'm worn out.
I want in, I want out, I want in, I'm worn out.
Still I don't subscribe,
my head feels like a hummingbird.
The flower the Fall,
it's you.
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