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Tiny Forts
03:41
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It was back at three Hill St I first rode my bike,
the wheels unstable now in line,
the ground once shaken now settled down.
It was back at that house my father chopped the wood
and my brothers and I would carry each piece,
and drop the keepers in the copper drum, oh the keepers in the
copper drum.
We'd all play cops and robbers round the dining table.
Tiny Forts, Tiny Lights, Tiny Bodies, Tiny Fights
Fate has aged our years,
This water colour of a memory bank.
Fate has aged our years,
This water colour of a memory bank.
Tiny Forts, Tiny Lights, Tiny Bodies, Tiny Fights
Roll me mate down a hill,
you can't push me away,
it can't be broken,
even while unspoken.
I am betting that we stay
betting that we stay betting that we stay.
I am betting that we stay here
betting that we stay betting that we stay.
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Cartoon Figures
02:35
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If my body was a house
And my best friends name was conscience,
Id wake to her each morning tapping at my window or door
Some days I let her in, she speaks with me the options,
But some days I want to hide in isolation from the cause
If my hands were poison and I found that everything I’ve touched
Would all one day be nothing, and manslaughter was my charge,
Well Id spend my lifetime searching, to try and stop the pain,
Well I hope my hands aren’t poison because need my hands
When I first laid eyes on you, we were two cartoon figures,
Waiting for this comic strip to be written,
When I first laid eyes on you, we were waiting to be wrote.
If my senses are greater, leading me astray,
Will I know Im down the right path,
Will a little birdy say.
Well I like my senses how they are, I do not wish to change them
But lord can you send me a sign,
make sense of my senses.
How can this battle be won?
When I first laid eyes on you, we were two cartoon figures,
Waiting for this comic strip to be written,
When I first laid eyes on you, we were waiting to be wrote.
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Vision
02:38
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You’re a vision,
And your vision is a mission I won’t leave
You keep fighting, you know you fighting is the lightning in the storm
Your loves a potion, and your potion has its ocean in my heart
You fill intruded; who has intruded is not included in our games
Hold my hand, into the dark we will stride,
Leading each other with our minds sight
We will get ours through, to the greener side,
Souls holding tight, eyes sure aligned
You’re the only, the only finally homely one I want,
You see kindness; well kindness may be blindness with rough ends
Your cycled troubles, well your troubles pop like bubbles when we speak,
You are patient, as patient as a saint I wait to hear.
You’re my hearts winner and the winner is the keeper of the dream.
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Cop That
03:54
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Your ghost, Is that what we’re fighting for,
The most, that the two of us could ask for,
Your lying on your side and the gently flowing tide
Picks you up and burys you away
The most, that the two of us could ask for.
Cop that one your ghost is dead (That’s what my honey said)
Laying in the trench, of my own bed
The shrapnel came out from his hands
The TV speaks world war two but you are in the war of lost count
Leave her its what I said, Why’s she sleeping in your bed,
The most, that the two of us could ask for.
Cop that one (your ghost is dead)
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