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Tell me what happened to the time so finely passed together,
as we so freely crossed through the heather, I must of left it all behind.
I recall the smell of fall, the pines aligned the forest wall, but i can’t see her eyes when I close mine anymore. So today I’m brought to life but He form, and I slave to external stimuli; withered fast have my insides, the fire is all that keeps me warms. I recall the smell of fall, the pines aligned the forest wall, but I can’t see her eyes when I close mine anymore.
It seems we can’t feel a thing. I see your face only in dreams. Is there room for love in the world? Belief relief, release your things. Is there room for love in the world?
Lluvia, forget the past, fuck whence we’ve come. In the winter front, I’ll be driving down Mulholland to call home your fertile lands, which i’ll mend with calloused hands and make tender once flowing strands. Oh my Lluvia, if only you’ll wait for me. Lluvia, in your wake I’d watched the sunrise. In the waning months I’ll be ringing out my clothes dry, partched unto death on your behalf, for you’ve forged the key to my path and made sacred our love long last. Oh my Lluvia, I’ll be waiting for you.
Just don’t let yourself down and I won’t let myself down. In the summers, you’ve come running home saying you still don’t belong, no you never belong. I’m still holding out for someone else who might take me out of this town, there’s no one around, I fucking hate this town: there’s nothing to do nowhere to no one left to talk to, but i know if we’d leave, we could do anything. Aurora, you’re all I’ve wanted, you’re all I would need, please believe me, oh please...Aurora, there’s more to our love than daily routine, please believe me. Oh please, just don’t let yourself down and I won’t let myself down, just don’t let yourself down and I wont let myself down. There’s nothing left to find but somehow I feel so alive. They always knew you’d walk away, no one would ever choose to stay. In this town, the stagnation abounds, but I’m starting to like it here: there’s nothing to do no where to go no one left to talk to, but at least I have you.
Sleep may set you free, but only fleetingly. As we walked so softly how those peaks grew wide and lofty. Still I feel your heartbeat; I still need your heartbeat. Sarah, don’t tell me wherefrom you have sauntered back to my heart, your skirt so worn, your eyes forlorn. Now I’m still holding tightly as the winds blow you beside me. Still I feel your heartbeat; I still need your heartbeat.
Marie, you came to me through golden locks drawn for years of literal sanctity and it’s as though our paths lay both relinquished and wrapped in the arms held so tightly around us: so we let seep our hearts carefree. Seems the author who set the stage was rendering movement by the turn of the page, could never trap you in my cave – the setting had grown to dark to ever see your face. So we let seep our hearts carefree; so we let seep our hearts so easily.
If we’ll never find what we’re waiting for at least we’ll pass the time in a nest of warmth, I’m so worn and you’re so worn, so…this is the last time. If the sun never shines upon your door and you know you’ll never love her like you did before what more are you waiting for? This is the last time you’ll ever feel this way again.
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Turning Off (Love Songs)
Side one
1. setting - instrumental
2 Saria – Tell me what happened to the time so finely passed together,
as we so freely crossed through the heather, I must of left it all behind.
I recall the smell of fall, the pines aligned the forest wall, but i can’t see her eyes when I close mine anymore. So today I’m brought to life but He form, and I slave to external stimuli; withered fast have my insides, the fire is all that keeps me warms. I recall the smell of fall, the pines aligned the forest wall, but I can’t see her eyes when I close mine anymore.
3. Dreamz – It seems we can’t feel a thing. I see your face only in dreams. Is there room for love in the world? Belief relief, release your things. Is there room for love in the world?
4. Lluvia – Lluvia, forget the past, fuck whence we’ve come. In the winter front, I’ll be driving down Mulholland to call home your fertile lands, which i’ll mend with calloused hands and make tender once flowing strands. Oh my Lluvia, if only you’ll wait for me. Lluvia, in your wake I’d watched the sunrise. In the waning months I’ll be ringing out my clothes dry, partched unto death on your behalf, for you’ve forged the key to my path and made sacred our love long last. Oh my Lluvia, I’ll be waiting for you.
5. Aurora – Just don’t let yourself down and I won’t let myself down. In the summers, you’ve come running home saying you still don’t belong, no you never belong. I’m still holding out for someone else who might take me out of this town, there’s no one around, I fucking hate this town: there’s nothing to do nowhere to no one left to talk to, but i know if we’d leave, we could do anything. Aurora, you’re all I’ve wanted, you’re all I would need, please believe me, oh please...Aurora, there’s more to our love than daily routine, please believe me. Oh please, just don’t let yourself down and I won’t let myself down, just don’t let yourself down and I wont let myself down. There’s nothing left to find but somehow I feel so alive. They always knew you’d walk away, no one would ever choose to stay. In this town, the stagnation abounds, but I’m starting to like it here: there’s nothing to do no where to go no one left to talk to, but at least I have you.
6. Back Through the Folds – Sleep may set you free, but only fleetingly. As we walked so softly how those peaks grew wide and lofty. Still I feel your heartbeat; I still need your heartbeat. Sarah, don’t tell me wherefrom you have sauntered back to my heart, your skirt so worn, your eyes forlorn. Now I’m still holding tightly as the winds blow you beside me. Still I feel your heartbeat; I still need your heartbeat.
7. Marie – Marie, you came to me through golden locks drawn for years of literal sanctity and it’s as though our paths lay both relinquished and wrapped in the arms held so tightly around us: so we let seep our hearts carefree. Seems the author who set the stage was rendering movement by the turn of the page, could never trap you in my cave – the setting had grown to dark to ever see your face. So we let seep our hearts carefree; so we let seep our hearts so easily.
8. The fall (pt. 2) – instrumental
9. The Last Time – If we’ll never find what we’re waiting for at least we’ll pass the time in a nest of warmth, I’m so worn and you’re so worn, so…this is the last time. If the sun never shines upon your door and you know you’ll never love her like you did before what more are you waiting for? This is the last time you’ll ever feel this way again.
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