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Swing the rope round.
I'm in control, if just for now.
(Tear the mask from the madness.)
Crack the code,
Buried in the sound.
Every lie you told
Is on display now.
(Filthy hands to water.)
Into night, from the earth.
Feed the lie, for what it's worth.
Young as time, back to dirt.
Into night, from the earth.
Stop the show,
Bleed it out.
It's bought and sold,
I'm for sale now.
(Can't you see from the mountain?)
Blow to blow,
Pound for pound,
Kill the glow,
Play it loud.
(Trade the fuel for fire,
And the flames climb higher.)
Flames climb higher (outro chant)
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The same old voice over the same old chords,
And we'll beat that same dead horse.
Pretend the holes aren't so big anymore,
Have a drink or four.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen.
Rise with the sun and do it again.
Dreams are no cause for mystery.
Dreams, never quite what they seem.
These dreams won't leave me be.
Undress the truth, touch all the nerves.
In the end we get what we deserve.
Shall I paint a picture, something melancholy?
Watch as the house burns down around me.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, goddamn.
Rise like a fever and do it again.
Dreams are no cause for mystery.
Dreams, never quite what they seem.
These dreams won't leave me be.
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Dark Star (Alternate)
03:57
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Blood on the branch,
The night unfolded.
I held her hand,
But still kept falling.
Somewhere in your eyes.
Came to, day was breaking.
The shape of you,
Etched in clay, interred in rain.
I found something
In your eyes,
Shine like atom bombs.
Swift as a dark star,
Consuming on and on.
Is this who you (we) are?
A slow decay,
Ashes strewn on the wind.
Night and day,
May we forever spin?
In your, somewhere in your eyes.
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Final Holiday
03:50
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Honey boy you been,
Blown out on the breeze.
Always hit the dirt,
In that pile of leaves.
Make you way downtown.
Tears crawl across your cheek.
Gonna win somehow,
Get on of your knees.
It's the final holiday.
Don't make a mistake.
Took the long way back,
The cold crept up in your skin.
Tongue tied and dizzy,
Best not speak again.
Watch the to & fro.
When you see, they strike a pose.
It seems so unkind,
To us simple folk.
It's the final holiday.
Don't make a mistake.
If you asked,
I would wait.
Instead I drink,
Until I shake.
Never been good,
At goodbye.
I could talk,
Out of turn.
Until I try,
I won't learn.
Are these the lessons,
You've implied?
They pass me by...
Through the final holiday,
I could find some other way.
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Into Blue
03:11
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Hey, is that the water?
Up to my knees, feel it seep in deep,
But don't fuss or bother.
Long way to go, long way to go...
Wait, that's someone's daughter.
Better treat her right, gonna make it at night,
But don't bet a dollar.
Is that the way to go? Is that the way...
Say, isn't that the way we choose?
Fade into blue.
Stay, don't mind the coffin.
It'll be alright, it only comes out at night,
And that's quite the offer.
Carrying a weight, carrying a
Weight, just like you wanted.
Let it clip your wings, troubles they bring.
Ain't this house haunted?
If you didn't know, if you didn't...
Say, isn't that the way we choose?
Fade into blue.
Hey, what have we left to lose?
But fade into blue.
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The Thief (Alternate)
04:01
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Come, some desolate love.
One hand stayed, in waiting for another.
Chance slipped through the cracks.
Undone, delicate, spun down.
Light, light, casting shadows, shadows all around.
The thief crept in through the back.
And we'll lie and say we tried.
Same song, time collects the weary.
Hold on, find some faith in me.
Let go, clever adversary.
Oh no, in the mirror you finally meet.
High tide temporary sight, eyes gaze
Calming, longing, further in the maze.
Tied tight to all we lack.
Bright side, slight and airy, lines fade.
Fine fight, lithe and able, able bodies bathed in shade.
The thief slipped into the black.
One day the flame will rise,
And we'll lie and say we tried.
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The Alibis Chicago, Illinois
The Alibis are Chicago singer/songwriters Daniel Robbins & Eric Quigley. The project developed naturally after years of both playing and working with one another in different capacities. The aim was to create music that reflected our influences, as well as broadened our capabilities as both singers & songwriters individually, who are used to being the sole creative input. ... more
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