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(Din I)
00:44
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Ampersand
04:23
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You wore a smile to the masquerade
and you blended into the crowd.
You wear a mask on work days
so your boss can remember who you are.
You bring a flask to church on Sunday,
take a sip when the devil feels near.
You curse God for not giving you hands
to cover your eyes, mouth and ears.
Do you regret the nights that we stayed awake?
And what did you gain from the risk you refused to take?
You have a history of preventing the future
and I have a habit of forgetting the past
and we've been circling around this town
like red fingernails around a champagne glass.
Do you regret the nights that we stayed awake?
And what did you gain from the risks you refused to take?
Life is long but it feels short
when you go to bed and go to work.
Life is long but it feels short
when you end up right back where you were.
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I saw a very good man doing a very bad thing.
I saw water flow up hill and the dead living
fuller lives than you or I could ever conceive.
I saw a very bad man doing a very good thing.
(whoa, whoa)
A hunger we all feed,
The most consistent thing
is inconsistency,
and it's had to have it easy.
Swimming in molasses
yeah, you're drowning in gold
and you know, you know you wont grow
crawling from the cushions
yeah you're fleeing from the feast
it's so hard to have it easy.
No Goliath, but you've got the stones
and they weigh you down wherever you go.
When you've no need for the cards up your sleeve
you're bound to get paper cuts.
A hunger we all feed,
the most consistent thing
is inconsistency
it's hard to have it easy.
When I say "Jump"
you say "how high?"
But now when I say "Jump"
you ask "Why?"
A hunger we all feed,
the most consistent thing
is inconsistency,
and it's hard to have it easy.
When I say "Jump"
you say "how high?"
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4. |
(Din II)
00:20
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5. |
Move Slow
04:11
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I am like a mountain without a peak
so why in your name would I climb ten thousand feet?
You're ghost, your oblivious,
I'll eat your spirit on and on.
Chop down your untamed legs
I'll eat your spirit on and on.
I've seen you, I've seen you move so slow.
I've seen you, I've seen you move so slow.
This good war's gone so sour
like lonely men's cologne.
You're bathing in your fear
your schemes won't save you here.
You were like a fire in the open plain
that I'd devoted my life to guarding.
You came like pain predicting heavy rain:
symbolic, but unwanted.
You left like plague after a hurricane:
poetic and profane.
I've seen you, I've seen you move so slow.
I've seen you, I've seen you move so slow.
This good war's gone so sour,
it's worn straight to the bone.
We're sharpening the spear,
we're drawing ever near.
I've seen you, I've seen you move so slow.
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6. |
Treefell
04:41
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A tree fell in the forest,
tree fell in the forest
with no one around.
A tree fell in the forest,
tree fell in the forest
and it made a ~
A tree fell in the forest,
tree fell in the forest
with no one around.
A tree fell in the forest,
tree fell in the forest
and it made a sound,
it made a sound, it sounds like:
ooo~ooo
It sounds like cellophane, Styrofoam,
molasses and petroleum:
the things you know but don't do much about.
It sounds like laugh machines, shopping malls,
litter, insincere applause:
the things you hate but don't do shit about.
The tree fell down and god it made and awful sound.
ooo~ooo
It sounds like forest fires and a dying sun,
the things they warned about when we were young.
I see it, I saw it, I chose to ignore it,
and now I'm choosing to run.
Oh, wear your crowns,
because in the end we'll all be in the ground.
The tree fell down and god it made and awful sound.
It sounds like...
It sounds like ginkgo leaves, wooden swords
fading dreams and closing doors,
the water we can't swim in anymore.
It sounds like autumn time, photographs,
the sand inside the hourglass,
the things we've lost and never really found.
The tree fell down and god it made and awful sound.
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7. |
(Din III)
00:34
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8. |
No Eyes
05:50
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I don't regret that I said it,
I just regret that I meant it.
It's not that I'm afraid to die,
I'm just terrified of life.
As we get older we can see
we're about as blind as we can be.
Living like we're already dead
light a match and burn your bed.
Because all of my friends are dying, they're dying.
But all of my friends are thriving, they're thriving too.
I don't regret that I said it,
I just regret that I meant it.
It's not that I'm afraid to die,
I'm just terrified of life.
As we get older we can see
we're about as blind as we can be.
Living like we're already dead
light a match and burn your bed.
Because all of my friends are dying, they're dying.
But all of my friends are thriving, they're thriving too.
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Kithkin Seattle, Washington
Kithkin is a tribe of Cascadian treepunks out to spread the hidden knowledge of the forests. Through its rituals and performances, Kithkin hopes to confront crowds about the impending 'end of things' through witchee rhythms and chaotic sorcery.
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