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Fiction Tree
04:02
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FICTION TREE
My mother sang prayers in tears of hope
Of pretty much everything she could not cope
My father gave up on it a long time ago
But sometimes he goes and lets his feelings show
I looked up some levels on the family tree
There's answers and a war and a mystery
I look to my father and he looks straight down
The life that he lost won't ever be found
I wonder how I wonder it'll end for me
Will there be a price to pay or just a simple fee?
Am I just a piece of fiction hanging off some tree ?
Looking for protection from the truth I see
I looked it in the eye and the eye confessed
Your fate and your fortune is just the same test
I wonder how I wonder what my last words be
Set fire to the photos leave no legacy
Hanging on the wall, yeah, the dead ones be
Standing in a room where the dead ones see
Reaching for a sun that never comes to be
A disappearing trick off the fiction tree
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2. |
Monkey Blues
04:24
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MONKEY BLUES
This tragedy is mine
Of my hand of my own design
Was developed in my mind
When I'd just run outta time
It makes me wanna cry
All the things I didn't try
I was young and I grew old
Had coloured eyes and a heart of gold
With a hand that I didn't wanna fold
But now the truth be told
I was a fire in the sky
I was a lie, a shooting lie
Well all I can do is sigh
I used to feel so light
Could crawl around in the night
Could lift my hands to fight
Now with each day passing by
I sit and smoke and cry
With a hand that I didn't wanna fold
But now the truth be told
Had these dreams of touching the stars
Now I know I can't get that far
So I spend my days oh waiting in bed
For all these thoughts to stop coming to my head
So I sit out on my own
The cool air is my home
With everything that I done
I never tried to hurt no one
And the wind she softly blows
She knows everything that I know
She's my company for now
Til I'm taken to the clouds
With a hand that I didn't wanna fold
But now the truth be told
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Naked Bodies Melbourne, Australia
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