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Ice Cream Skies
02:39
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Take me sailing away on a weekday
I'll sit and count the hours till then
Watch the sun stir color in a starry bowl
You're always falling up and out of mind
Sitting here with ice cream skies
And if you blink they are gone with your eyes
Sunday's always coming on too fast
Summer's tucked away with your past
Board the boat the very last call
Hide my tears on the window pane
I will drag my feet across the southern trees
Hold the sun in the pockets of my dreams
Sitting here with ice cream skies
And if you blink they are gone with your eyes
Sunday's always coming on too fast
Summer's tucked away with your past
Though the winter days seem short and out of place
When the gold and green decides to show its face
You will find I love you
Just the same
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2. |
Laurel Heights
03:07
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Stroll among the three dimensional houses
All the bands play in the street and their singer is wearing paisley
Strawberry soda I cannot believe it
The TV crews film you wherever you go
No no no
Laurel heights is a place for you for me
For everyone
Laurel heights is a place to be
Paint your walls pastal with picket fence backyards
Put on that shirt with stripes like the narrow streets lined with quaint clubs
Ginger chew chimes and coffee shop times
Flying fish telling me to screw the truth
Woo woo woo
Laurel heights is a place for you for me
For everyone
Laurel heights is a place to be
Laurel heights is a place for you for me
For everyone
Laurel heights is a place to be
Can you picture yourself leaving more than a little late?
Can you picture yourself leaving more than a little late?
Laurel heights is a place for you for me
For everyone
Laurel heights is a place to be
Laurel heights is a place for you for me
For everyone
Laurel heights is a place to be
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3. |
Cats Go Car Watching
03:23
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Brush the dust off your coat
And adjust your tie
Your leather chair spins around
Just waiting, clock watching
Straighten out the page
Until the shadows splay
You trace a sunbeam's ray
With a familiar stroke
And now you only wipe
Your own spot at the glass
You could make like a rabbit
But you keep breathing fast
And all this time you tuck out of sight
Cats only go car watching in the night
You turn left left when you're told to turn right
Cats only go car watching at night
I sent a letter to you
Signed by my hometown
Requesting a picturesque view
And a new attitude
Will you return my call
After your fifth excuse
You're wasting their nine to fives
Like the pockets in your suit
And all this time you tuck out of sight
Cats only go car watching in the night
You turn left left when you're told to turn right
Cats only go car watching at night
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4. |
Airplane Underwater
02:11
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Enlisted into this iron bath toy
Thrown into a boiling pot
They're taking bites out of our sandwich
As I'm taking my last breath of air
Airplane underwater airplane underwater
Hissing grating and feeling blue
Airplane underwater airplane underwater
The engine's rhythm is fading soon
A row of steel torpedo teeth
Decimates this can of soup
Colored in heroics and expected to deliver
Shrugs and tips his hat
Tapping out a prompt goodbye
They're taking bites out of our sandwich
As I'm taking my last breath of air
Airplane underwater airplane underwater
Hissing grating and feeling blue
Airplane underwater airplane underwater
The engine's rhythm is fading soon
There's a kind of silence drowning out the panic
My heartbeat's so erratic
A deafening sickenss
The sonar chokes and drones out
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5. |
Zoo Avenue
02:27
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Be my warning sign
As I dive in Monday streams
Drive me through a ghost town
And I will knock the billboard down
Let's coin a phrase
In the era where all their questions are raised
We'll sing on
Be my tired eye
Please say it might be a dream
Could I douse my fingers
Less a match to a paper stage
And there's a phrase
That flows from the mouths of the ones they praise
In the meadows all their answers will play
We'll sing on
There's a fire down zoo avenue
I can see the flames in my rear view
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Can I see you at the end of the races
I won't let the distance disagree
Pen it all on a golden piece
Of everything that we have done now
When I see you at the end of the races
There will never be enough to say
We can talk of how the birds have flown south
The air's too cold, it turns their skin inside out
But don't paint over this golden summer
Don't paint over this golden summer
Don't paint over this golden summer
Don't paint over this golden summer
Don't paint over the golden
Don't come around
You're the king with the hawthorne crown
Don't paint over this golden summer
Don't paint over this golden summer
Don't paint over this golden summer
I feel like I'm living in a movie scene
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