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Fence
03:05
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fence
I don’t mind
stayin here inside
when it rains we're stuck until the leaves are dry
then we could go out walkin in the sun
I don't mind
stayin out all night
watchin stars fadin in and outta site
stuck out on a roof lyin on our backs
sealed fates
in landlocked states
don't it make you wanna tell a lie to everyone
i don't mind
bein left behind
look at the dent in the pillow that was nexta mine
slowly rise and disappear
cut me in
please don't cut me out
i'll begin by ignorin what it's all about
there's no time for freedom anymore
wake me up at 5 am
just to make me watch you go and then come back again
see your breath: a breadcrumb trail
don't you let it take away all the things
you said you'd do to me when you were older
wake me up at 5 am
just to make me watch you go and then come back again
see your breath: a breadcrumb trail
don't you let it
don't you let it
and don't you let it
catch you cause you’re sittin on the fence
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2. |
Growing Up Too Slow
03:27
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We Growin Up too Slow
Im starin at you in your summer shoes you don’t see me
Im starin at you from across the room you wouldn't believe me
Im catching the words that you threw away
I’m inventing new phrases for you to say
Where is my city
Where is my home
Where is this bed in which I’ve woken up alone
Where is the reason
Where is the rhyme
Where is the hole in which I’ve buried all my time
Oh I’m growin up too slow
Oh I’m growin up too slow
Oh I’m growin up too slow
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3. |
Moth of the Bee
03:27
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Lyrics by Jonathan Lethem from his Promiscuous Songs Project.
The Moth of the Bee of the Birds
Pollinate? I'd prefer not to
I'd prefer anything
to being
the moth of the bee of the birds
Find a mate? I'd prefer not to
I'd prefer anything
to bee-ing, to bird-ing
the moth of the bee of the birds
It's not that I don't know about that stuff
I know the words but I'd rather hum
I'd rather play dumb
I'm the moth of the bee
the moth of the bee
the moth of the bee of the birds
Unfortunate? I'd prefer not to
I'd prefer anything
to buzzing
and nuzzling
and fumbling with catches
and hotel room latches
I'll muzzle my powers
ignore all your flowers
and play dumb
Not one of the birds
Not one of the bees
Not one of the buzzers and lovers
I'm the moth of the bird of the bees
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4. |
99 Year Blues
03:08
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