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SS Anne
05:42
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I once had a pretty girl like you,
I was young and she was young and…
So don't you leave that silly stress for me and don't you leave me guessing.
Cause I don't want you anyways.
Don't go too far ahead of me, you know that makes us enemies.
I liked things the way they were before.
You were more of a wit and less of a whore.
And I don't want you anyways.
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Don't Be Scared Now
03:43
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Signals and Flares
05:36
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You were the sweetest bird I ever did find.
Désolé, bird, it doesn’t mean much, bird, I’m forlorn.
Your generous folklore never meant much more with the others.
Keep reading old tales and driving through road rails and feign belief.
I wavered even if you didn’t realize.
You are a boat travelling somewhere and I won’t find you.
Send your signals, send your flares, be patient for a rescue.
I can’t fix your broken Bach records, they’re meant for the sepulcher.
Oh, what a magician when our hands betrayed suspicion and the birds flew North.
I wavered even if you didn’t realize.
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Ocean
05:32
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As you take depressants with eyes of expression-less demeanor,
It’s time to hit the road.
And you tell me you’ve never been cleaner,
It’s time to hit the road
‘cause traveling home we always made a couple stops,
Making tracks in places they don’t belong.
You dream to quell the ocean,
And I’m a believer.
You know that.
But your ship has a hole and you know it,
We’ve all seen her.
She’s blue and she’s blue and she’s blue.
Traveling home we always made a couple stops,
Making tracks in places they don’t belong.
But I’m a believer, you know that.
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Salt
03:46
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I didn’t think it’d come down to this.
Regret, or some form of it.
This salt you make, it wrecks me too.
This salt you make, it wrecks me too.
So take the speck out of your eye and then we'll talk.
Mmmm, we didn't talk a lot.
Because soon you left and I went North.
Soon you left and I went North.*
I didn't want those things to stay in my head,
We drifted apart, I never got past it.
Fish don’t know they're on their own.
’neath men with ships and lines to throw
Much like this I’m in a cloud
Sometimes in and sometimes out.
I didn't want those things to stay in my head,
We drifted apart, I never got past it.
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To Wyoming
06:25
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You came in a dream, I think.
Riding a whale, yeah.
That night I was dried up and tongue tied.
I'm so tired of being tired.
When things got deep, you left.
To Wyoming on a whim.
If things were to stay the way they were they would.
And I'm so tired of being tired.
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Transistor Send Boise, Idaho
Transistor Send is a three-piece noise pop band based out of Boise, Idaho. Formed in 2013, they craft timeless and epochal sounds, awash in pristine melodies. Every song builds upon deceptively simple ideas, until these virtuoso musicians blow everything open with powerful crescendos. ... more
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