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Be Here Now
03:30
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I wanna take you back
To that river on the floating raft
In that eye/see cave, where your thoughts behave, and your stone’s engraved
And your face is shaved
I wanna take you back
To the spirit and the soul connect
The way we make a true escape is nigh
I wanna take you back
I wanna be here now
I’m in an icy cave, but I
I sense a crack, in that
And my soul is golden from your body light
I have seen
I am that
I wanna take you back
To that world where we wield a craft
And our thoughts remain, the same, insane
“Inside!” exclaimed the people’s flame
I wanna take you back
To the spirit and the soul connect
The way we make a true escape is nigh
I wanna take you back
I wanna be here now
I’m in an eye/see cave, but I
I sense a crack, in that
And my soul is golden from your body light
I have seen
I am that
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The Raft
03:30
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Have you heard my craft?
I sell dreams from my raft
Float along at sea
Tending to your needs
And if the water is warm
Go for a swim
Until the light of the earth
Grows dim
And the moonbeams around you
Wrap your body like a coat
If your heart is a castle
You are the moat
Have you heard my craft?
I sell dreams from my raft
Float along at sea
Tending to your needs
Buy back your breakfast
Do as you’re told
And if you’re young inside
You are never old
And the chimes outside
Their melodies grow wild in the sun
You feel that change in the wind?
It can’t be undone
Have you heard my craft?
I sell dreams from my raft
Float along at sea
I have more to bleed
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3. |
Out of Reach
04:08
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You don’t look it
All the time
But you feel that hunger and pine
Although you want it, you will wait
Until your armies pull down the gates
And I
Oh I
Can paint souls
The one you call
The one you are
Mr. Wrong
(You’re gonna lose yourself)
Undercover
And out of reach
Still I hold my book and preach
Don’t you wonder?
Wonder why,
You can’t always tell truth from lie?
And I
Oh I
Can paint souls
The one you call
The one you are
Mr. Wrong
(You’re gonna lose yourself)
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4. |
Soma
03:38
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The more I talk about it, the more I feel
The more think about it, the more it’s real
I wish there was another way to get close to you
But I feel, I feel the weight
Of the words that you told me
Last night we were drinking
Soma
So much, out of touch
The tea is steeping, my heart is creeping
Soma
So much, out of touch
The more I live without you, the more it seems
That I can’t live without you, only in dreams
I wish there was another way to get close to you
But I feel, I feel the weight
That kiss that you gave me
Last night little baby
Soma
So much, out of touch
The tea is steeping, my heart is creeping
Soma
So much, out of touch
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5. |
Judgement Day
03:44
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War!
It comes in a factory
Burn the ones
That you can’t see
Judgement Day
The lines of love are lost
Truckin’ and hustlin’
The meat from down around the block
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Echo
03:58
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A spinning web
To capture hope, outweigh the dread
A centrifuge
It spins my neck out of a noose
Echo
Thought entails that swirling flow
Echo
My mind it wanders to the glow
Into the glow
Into the glow
Into the glow
I see my life like I see your veins
We’re going down on the other plane
Crimson tears running down your face
I am a lord of time and space
Echo
Thought entails that swirling flow
Echo
My mind it wanders to the glow
Into the glow
Into the glow
Into the glow
I see my life like I see your veins
We’re going down on the other plane
Crimson tears running down your face
I am a lord of time and space
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7. |
Blue in the Afternoon
03:54
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Leaves have fallen on the grass and now there’s snow
Icy mirrors grow on the path that you set upon
Squinting in the light
On the rock where you half belong
Your spirit, it dwells on the waves of Neptune
It echoes the earth like a sapphire cartoon
Leaves have fallen on the grass and now there’s snow
Never ending, always bending, light in the new moon
Soon, you’ll see the night as the blue in the afternoon
Your spirit, it dwells on the waves of Neptune
It echoes the earth like a sapphire cartoon
Deep is man, how long can we stand?
This dream I woke and wove in a strand
I was asleep, I wake and swear:
What does the dark of night declare?
Leaves have fallen on the grass and now there’s snow
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8. |
Wooden Castle
04:24
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I want to build a sound
In my wooden castle
Fire may burn it down
But it’s what I asked for
I want to build a sound
In my wooden castle
Fire may burn it down
But it’s what I asked for
Patiently waiting, my soul is escaping
The time of life
Feeling so free now
The world used to be like a subtle knife
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9. |
IX
03:48
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The Page of Pentacles and the Seven Cups of Light
They counteract the demons of my third eye’s delight
Through the forest leaves and trees
(underneath a sea of broken dreams)
There lies a place of ecstasy / There lies a place of fire with a chapel white and sweet
Bless my soul
Is this another one of Odin’s tolls?
Is this another way to fan the flames, for hearts to tame, but
I don’t know which way the wind blows?
Frith himself doth know how deep my rabbit-hole goes
Ice begins to melt, I feel the call of hell
Frith himself doth know how deep my rabbit-hole goes
The ice begins to melt, I feel the call of hell
Lights go down
And I’d really like to scorch this town
And I’d really like the going rate for souls to take, but
I don’t know which way is up or down…
Frith himself doth know how deep my rabbit-hole goes
Ice begins to melt, I feel the call of hell
Frith himself doth know how deep my rabbit-hole goes
The ice begins to melt, I feel the call of hell
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Hypheria Madison, Wisconsin
each song unfolds, vast and wide
in twilight rich (where dreams reside)
in every chord, magic sways
through realms unknown, it lights the way
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