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Columbus Day
04:41
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Oh, Mr. Nightingale
Why have you waited for
Me. So. Long.
When your friends are all around you
Strangers they may be
But at least they're hung beside you
Oh, Mr. Nightingale
Why have you got that noose
Is it the thought. Of what. You've done.
But we all adore you
Our savior, our leader
You won't have to worry long
But was it all right?
But was it all right?
But was it just?
Wrapped up in your woolen blankets
Keeping you warm but you've got
The Cold. Creeping on in.
Holding on to rafters
Your strength is without number
You just. Whisper Loud.
Oh, Mr. Nightingale
Is it your friends that you're after
Just. Hold. Tight.
But we all adore you
Our savior, our leader
You won't have to worry long
But was it all right?
But was it all right?
But was it just?
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2. |
Breathe
03:24
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It's hard to see the light
Even when it hits you late at night
You're a freight train going south
Bound to collapse
Lovers in ties within themselves
Escaping through the words
But the light will keep you with me
Here
The sun has come a little
Closer to the ground
Our hands, locked as they are
They're burning up
It's hot as hell
And I can't breathe no more
Must we bury our heads
In the ground
[Nooo]
Had it ever been easy to see the light
Even when it hits you, dumbstruck
I'm a freight train out of touch
We were always bound to collapse
Lovers in ties over everything
Escaping but not without
But the light will keep us together
Now
The sun has come a little
Closer to the ground
Our hands, locked as they are
They're burning up
It's hot as hell
And I can't breathe no more
Must we bury our heads
In the ground
[Nooo]
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3. |
Words
03:16
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4. |
Third Gate
05:11
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5. |
Voice of Reason
04:34
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I've seen the best of us, fall into deepening madness
I can't live this way any longer
I watch the cities fall, right before my eyes
I don't want it to end like this
I am the voice of reason
But still they ignore me
To fight another pointless war
Can't you hear the call of your conscience
To lay down your arms
And find another way
But you think that your pain is
Too much to bear
So you stand and scream
I may die but first my tyrant and tormentor (shall curse the sun)
That gazes on your misery for I am fearless (and therefore powerful)
I've seen the best of us, fall into deepening madness
I can't live this way any longer
I watch the cities fall, right before my eyes
I don't want it to end like this
I am not the only one
Who sees us die before our time
If we keep walking down this path
What we fear will come to pass
I may die but first my tyrant and tormentor (shall curse the sun)
That gazes on your misery for I am fearless (and therefore powerful)
I dont know where we're going; I dont know how we'll get there
I just know where we come from, and where we need to be
Lay down your arms
Lay down your arms
I am the voice of reason
But still they ignore me
To fight another pointless war
Can't you hear the call of your conscience
To lay down your arms
And find another way
I don't want another casualty
To end up on
The plane of life
I watch them fall
I watch them fall
I am not the only one
Who sees us die before our time
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6. |
Firefly
04:25
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Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Hard times, it shows
You grow, you grow
Luck it, runs out
You know, we all know
Oh oh, no no
Oh oh, no no
Oh oh, no no
Oh oh, no no
Held down, you were
Spread out, those wings
Fly out, leave here
You will, you will
Your hearts filled with diamonds
And like diamonds you showed
But being trapped under a stern thought
You broke free
Caught between the panes
Frozen like an image
But with a spark you rose
You broke free
Show me who you are
You are, you are
You're a star
O-o-oh
O-o-oh
Don't flicker out on this tonight
Keep your heart up against the storm
Like a firefly you will shine
Keep your light on
O-o-oh
O-o-oh
Don't flicker out on this tonight
Keep your heart up against the storm
Like a firefly you will shine
Keep your light on
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Held down, you were
Spread out, those wings
Fly out, leave here
You will, you will
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Parcel
04:24
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Every day he runs off the being of time
And this Sunday night he'll become anew
Safe in the love of one's arms
Only he could shrug off the parcels
Here I give the idea of something within
But not without
Another day and he's off to a start
Owning on his own mistakes
Every step still reeling for anew
Drinks laying off the warmth of us
Still he can't find the time
Still he doesn't have an idea of how to be
Hold on to the parcel that you own
It's the only finite love you have
Do not be without and outside
Become the child you once were
It's this parcel that you own
It's this parcel that you own
It's this parcel that you own
It's this parcel that you own
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Ursaria Tampa, Florida
Emerging in the Tampa indie scene, the 4-piece group, Ursaria, brings together taste of traditional folk blended with modern indie rock and electronica. The group is composed of Cooper Dalrymple (vocals, guitar, synth), Gabriel Martinez (guitar, synth), Jared Hanlon (bass, synth), and John Becerra (percussion). ... more
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