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What Would The Odd Do?
02:25
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1. WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
Asking just to inquire
Is a liar ever admired?
Is a tiger ever required?
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
Is a spider ever inspired?
Will the treetops ever be cyber?
Are they linked by multiple wires?
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
Talk when everything’s quiet?
Would you attempt to do it or try it?
Hearing one voice inside a choir
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
Sing notes with no amplifier?
Climb ropes out into the fire?
Is the thickness taking you higher?
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
WHEN THEORIES ARE SEE THROUGH?
If I think fast will I be wiser?
Or does the test lie inside a timer?
When you grow old, are you a dier?
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
WHEN THEORIES ARE SEE THROUGH?
When you fall down, are you a flyer?
Is the edge the end for the diver?
Or the start to something inside her?
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
Will a guard dog ever retire?
Or is the bark forever for hire?
A job or maybe desire?
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
WHAT WOULD THE ODD DO?
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Plants
05:17
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In the garden, flowers speak to me
They turn slightly toward the sun they see
Red and blue you are the shadow
Why is Lara talking to a plant?
In the forest, trees hear more than leaves.
They talk to me with electric speech
In a language, no one translates.
Pretending it's not odd to whisper
Acting normal, like no one hears her
Wild, green ivy.
Do you try to speak?
When I am walking
Oh, do you know it's me?
People say it's easy to talk to
Other humans creeping next to you
But I never seem to get through
Why is Lara talking to a plant?
Underground a seed turns to a sprout
Fungus talking out of roots they shout
In a language, no one translates
Pretending it's not odd to whisper
Acting normal like no one hears her
Wild, green ivy.
Do you try to speak?
When I am walking
Oh, do you know it's me?
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Future Doesn't Know
04:16
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Tracing sand, out in your land
Maze of you, Is it a clue?
God of resolution
Ask again, What do I do?
Who am I? And is it true?
I want an explanation
Where am I, and what is next?
Modern life, under a hex?
Solution to the question
Staring blank, without a guess
Just like me, it is a mess
Answer isn’t crystal
Future likes to play in the bay the seaside
Looking for a new life
Finger in a loop with a hand on a hip
He was following your pinstripes
Easy looks, over a book
Its a hook, that no one took
Fishing in the ether
Present said, who to the now
Is it true, without a sound?
Never seeming eager
Future doesn’t know
What’s at the ending
Future doesn’t know
What’s coming next
Mazes with no start
Leading to nothing
Fading to a pale
Mirror of me
So he asked, do I exist?
Its a twist, I coexist
With everyone around me
Guess it means, that I should be
As a dream, and so I scream
Only and forever
Tactical, yet linear
Circular, you never were
Trapped inside a coil
Is it real, or is it fake?
Is it fate, or will it break?
The fabric of the realness
Future likes to play in the grey by the nightlight
Looking for a new strife
Elbowing the next, so in love with a hex
Even when I’m on the bright side
In a land where life is bland
You cant stand, to understand
Repetition growing
Does it seem, that it was real
Broken there, right at the seal
No one ever knowing
Future doesn’t know
What’s at the ending
Future doesn’t know
What’s coming next
Mazes with no start
Leading to nothing
Fading to a pale
Mirror of me
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Moth Like Me
03:01
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I like the light for me
I like the light in front of me
Blindly steering in the dust
Tell me is it fed by the lust
Navigation built right in
Knowing where to go begin
Straight ahead out in the night
Nothing matters but the light
Instinct, was the ground found?
Buzzing and moving around?
Look ahead - what have you found?
Messing with that deep color
Say it to electric thunder
Flashy, like a talking head
Is the ending ever dead?
Look ahead - what do you dread?
Deep emotion, are you sure?
Could the light become a cure?
Moon is melting, is it true?
Make a mirror, of the view?
Look ahead - what do you do?
Outside I saw it, looked just like me, but with purpose
Clone with intention, it looked just like me, flapping, flying into a dream
I like the light for me
I like the light in front of me
Caught up in a brief pause
Spiritual and deep cause
Gluttony and excess
Running from the real stress
Worth it in the long run
Listening to no one
Gaze in one direction home
Searching for connection zone
Look ahead - what have you done?
Solitary, reckless
Feverish and selfish
Wanting what you want now
Never thinking what, how
Look ahead - what have you found?
Deep emotion, are you sure?
Could the light become a cure?
Moon is growing, is it true?
Watch out right in front of you!
Look ahead - What do you do?
Outside I saw it, looked just like me, but with purpose
Clone with intention, it looked just like me, flapping, flying into a dream
Circling a light with no reason to be, just true attraction
Moth with direction, deadly it may be, drinking from that steady beam
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Futuristic, a belief in
Artificial people taking over real skin
Architecture, as a structure
Built to cover up the feeling when I walk in
Staring, but you’re seeing nothing
In a land where money’s nightmare
Is no one
The perspective of religion
End of life always written in the background
The despair, of millionaires
Lead you out on the roads to nowhere
Floating like a feather out there
In a land where money’s nightmare
Hears no one
Estimation, make a guess fine
Astrology is making better headlines
Another planet? Will you vanish?
To be honest, you couldn’t even breathe there
My home spinning sickly in the stars
You’re talking, you're speaking
but nothing really comes of it
You hate it, and say it,
but never really do a thing
The planet, it crumbles
and melting with no audience
The land where, the nightmare
of money isn’t obvious
It’s a cycle? is it viral?
So deep in the spirit of a shutdown
Is it natural? Supernatural?
You sleep in the water of ice cap
Staring but you’re saying nothing
In a land where money’s nightmare
Can’t say it
Take a step back, on a new track
Coming close, to the feeling of a new view
Shuffle further, is it clearer?
The only place, you’ll ever really go to
My home spinning sickly in the stars
Staring, but you’re saying none
Talking, but then, nothing’s done
Floating like a feather flies
Land where money’s nightmare lives
Shocking, but you’re saying none
Talking, but still, nothing’s done
Floating like a feather flies
In silence money’s nightmare dies
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