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Garden
02:23
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Names...falling over cliffs in your brain.
Easier than dealing with the pain.
Does it mean, you never felt it rain?
On our Garden.
Look out look up oh ho,
the rain is pouring down on to our garden
look out look up oh ho,
the rain is pouring down...on our garden
flames...burning all the bridges in your way
easier than dealing with the light
does it mean you never felt it shine...on our garden
Look out look up oh ho,
the sun is shining down on to the garden
look out look up oh ho,
the sun is shining down...on our garden
on our garden. on our garden. on our garden.
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Words Can Be Tricky
01:56
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Words can be tricky.
They can stick to you.
Stuck on your tounge with superglue.
It's not me or the fool on the hill.
Or the kids on the corner with their dope and their pills.
It's not a key or the darkside of the force.
It's a credit card slipped into the lock of your heart.
It's not the visions that I had when I was sick.
Or the cynical wit that helps me forget.
It's not the boxes we put people in.
Or the throats that are cut when we just gotta win.
it's not the suberbs that stretch out forever.
Or the minimalism in our alarm clock.
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Summer Nights
03:08
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Summer nights, lightning bugs.
Home by streetlights or sneak out forever.
Summer nights, kool aid buzz.
Home by sunrise or suffer the weather.
Yeah it's allright...hold my hand we're not kids
but we're far from dead.
Summer nights, switchblades rule.
BMX liquor was school.
Yeah it's allright...take a chance.
We can share some blood, shed some skin. Yeah it's allright...hold my hand We can reach the rooftop tonight.
Can you see the writing on the wall?
Mother Mary don't fall.
Your son's not dead, he merely went home. To a place, brighter than all the stars in space.Summer nights, were higher than eagles.
Kisses after dark, lookout park.
Summer nights, jean jackets ruled, kisses after dark.
Look out for sharks.Yeah it's all right...hold my hand
Were not alive but were far from born. It's all right...
hold my hand.
Were not kids but were far from dead.
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Postcards On The Vine
02:00
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What about the times...we felt?
What about the e-mails we spilled?
There's so much more to this, so much more behind your kiss.
What about the postcards that wilted away?
Died on the vine, before they were sent?
There's so much more to give...
so much more before we live.
What about the times...we died?
Came back to life in each others eyes.
Theres so much more to this.
So much more behind your kiss.
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Shoelace
01:44
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Meeting you and leaving half way.
Half way to 50/50.
Signatures on a broken contract.
Maybe we'll hop a train today.
Maybe we'll just head off and
get lost some place we read about.
Striking gold and throwing it away.
Last place disguised as first...
Hieroglyphs on styrophome.
Maybe we'll just hop a plane tomorrow.
Head off to some foreign country and
drink white wine in strange caffes.
Darling my dear I know we took the first step,
fell flat on our face.
Such an honest mistake.
Darling my dear I know we took the first step,
fell flat on our face.
Tripped on a shoelace.
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Beautiful Love
01:19
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Beautiful Love what have you done to me?
Beautiful Love when will you set me free?
I was contented till you came along.
Thrilling my soul with your song.
Beautiful Love I've roamed your paradise.
Searching for love my dreams to realize.
Searching for Heaven depending on you.
Beautiful Love will my dreams come true?
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Hold Your Breath
02:38
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Hold your breath say a prayer, take it slow.
There's a time and place for everything we'll ever know.
Hold your breath say a prayer, turn out the lights.
Don't be afraid of the darkness of the endless nights.
Back when spirit shivered, frozen like the winter.
Thawing in the morning light.
Conscious thoughts keep crawling,
out of black holes hiding. From the early mourning.
Hold your breath say a prayer take a chance.
Don't be afraid to get off your ass and dance.
Hold your breath say a prayer take your time,
if we rush we might leave things behind.
Back when spirit shivered, frozen like the winter.
Thawing in the warming light. Conscious thoughts keep crawling, out of black holes hiding. From the early mourning.
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Konrad's music puzzles together a unique brand of vocal poetics with a sorted sonic DNA that exhibits strains of indie, folk and electronic.
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