1. |
Revolutionary Son
03:38
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I shall return, I shall return
I shall return, the people cannot be more blind
I open wide, twist free their sighs
and they go bow-bow-bow-bom, bow-bow-bow-bom, bow...
I shall return, I shall return
I shall upturn the boats and battleships in stride
Run them aground, make trumpets sound
and they go bow-bow-bow-bom, bow-bow-bow-bom, bow...
In junior high you made me cry, you made me sob
Since then I've dreamt of flying high above you all
Now fortified, I'll level mountains to their cores
Why do I feel so sorry and so small?
Like the water that revives us, like the ether that unties
I shall return, I shall return
Sweet home, sweet home, sweet home, sweet home
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2. |
The Happening
02:55
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3. |
Brights Unbrightened
03:43
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Our house, watching it fade away
Our house, watching it fade away
To find my way, into your heart, to find my way
I walk for days, to find the rolling ocean, I walk for days
Brights unbrightened and darks undraped
the pavement buckles, I'm in bed again
The taste and the smell of my own sweet life
all faces are swimming in the subway light
Sweet heart, please stay
without your gaze upon me, I fade away
Our house, watching it fade away
Our house, watching it fade away
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4. |
Supplicant's Song
03:14
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Holding horses in their stalls
we bend and fold, we bend and we fold
Lights mirrored countlessly
through countless and mirrored walls
Straight to the bloom, rose-red inner life
Blind and restore us, blind and restore us
Blind and restore, blind and restore
Calling softly, calling low
we bend and flow, we bend and we flow
Hopes and horror shows
are all tangled and recomposed
Straight to my wound, rose-red inner life
Faithful to the core, but unsteady now
- I cannot know your face, but I can see it fall
What does this universal light show arouse?
- Now in the darkest space I feel along the wall
Hopes and horror shows
are all tangled and recomposed
Straight to my wound, rose-red inner life
Blind and restore us, blind and restore us
Blind and restore, blind and restore
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5. |
Jackson Island
03:39
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6. |
The Whites
04:34
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I'm on my way, I won't let you stay
open my heart and soak it in
I know these eyes, they lie and disguise
furrowed and blind, I'm a newborn
I want all my wildest secrets told to children alone
They might light a fire inside their minds
There must be a hole inside his head, inside his heart,
inside his soul, his soul is perforated, flapping in the wind
Like a dove, or like a pigeon who is nervously intended
on the crumbs beneath your feet to find the nutrients he needs
Glowing inside, hallowed and alive
watching the whites of their wandering eyes
We must abide, even idolize
for all we know it's a new world
and I want all my wildest secrets told to children alone
They might light a fire inside their minds
There must be a hole inside his head, inside his heart,
inside his soul, his soul is perforated, flapping in the wind
Like a dove, or like a pigeon who is nervously intended
on the crumbs beneath your feet to find the nutrients he needs
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7. |
Wood Smoke
04:37
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Riding my bike through roads that wind, flowing to you
I cannot find the way, lead me over, lead me over one last time
And we roll tonight, lose control, don't fight
follow wood smoke through shadows cold and wide
Forget me, I'm already gone
When I was a child with glowing eyes I feel for you
Rise, seasons! Ride the waves! They get bolder, so much bolder over time
And we roll tonight, lose control, don't fight
Follow wood smoke through shadows cold and wide
Forget me, I'm already gone
And at night we dream, a darkened stream
we all become make believe
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8. |
The Cult
07:05
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9. |
A New Adventure
03:19
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It looks a lot like a new adventure
sailed across an invisible sea
Well I was always wondering where you went
when the bow of your ship hit me
You take a step in a new direction
take a choice from infinity
But when a voice cries, somebody's soul is spent
then we;ve lost our priorities
The big sky and the sky in your eyes
there's one for the ocean and one for the idolized
The big sky and the sky in your eyes
there's one for the mountains and one for the civilized
The big sky and the sky in your eyes
there's one for the ocean and one for the idolized
The big sky and the sky in your eyes
there's one for the mountains and one for the rich
It looks a lot like a new adventure
sailed across an invisible sea
Well I was always wondering where you went
when the bow burst through in a rowdy mess
making little children cry, and their mothers hide their eyes
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10. |
Ayres D'Cunha
02:37
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It's nearly over, it's over, it's over
After the last song, the last song, the last song
Has left in silence, has left in silence, has left in silence
Some secret order, some secret order
is left behind it:
Ayres D'Cunha, D'Cunha, D'Cunha
Ayres D'Cunha, D'Cunha, D'Cunha
Ayres D'Cunha, D'Cunha, D'Cunha
Ayres D'Cunha, D'Cunha, D'Cunha
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11. |
A Flood in the Cellar
07:14
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Fredo Viola
Fredo Viola is an audio-visual artist and singer living in
Woodstock, NY. With a focus on the human voice, eclectic instrumentation and diy visual techniques, Fredo’s passion for art crosses into all expressive territories.
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