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Arsenal
05:08
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Your own light breaks
I see myself
In your Arsenal all pinned up on the wall
Coming through to reach you
All my arms to hold you
Your crooked finger on the pulse
Big monsoon inside my heart
It makes the blood erupt disaster
Baiting you across the hall
You climb the walls, I build them faster
Your shoulder against the door
You won't need it anymore
Waiting for the final blow
To come undone and down you go
Making due with what you
Haven't said or done to
Draw the line or close the door
This defense is easy
Until things get ugly
And make a martyr of you now
Big monsoon inside my heart
It makes the blood erupt disaster
Baiting you across the hall
You climb the walls, I build them faster
Your shoulder against the door
You won't need it anymore
Waiting for the final blow
To come undone and down you go
You go out and
I can't stand it
Big monsoon inside my heart
It makes the blood erupt disaster
Baiting you across the hall
You climb the walls, I build them faster
Your shoulder against the door
You won't need it anymore
Waiting for the final blow
To come undone and down you go
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2. |
Paper Boat
03:56
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I sent my life away
on a paper boat on the coast today
cleft my hands across your face
kiss you like a milkmaid
making something out of you
a barrowful of what to do
You have me in all the way
Satellite your dates and times
tearing out the pages to memorize
all the names, your favorite lines
curling up the velvet ropes in my mind
You have me in all the way
In an effort to recover from the laundry list of lovers
hovering over us every day…
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3. |
Heartbeats
03:46
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One night to be confused, one night to speed up truth
we had a promise made, four hands and then away
both under influence we had divine sense
to know what to say, mind is a razor blade
To call for hands from above to lean on
would it be good enough for me, oh
One night of magic rush, the start a simple touch
one night to push and scream and then relief
Two days of perfect tunes, the colors red and blue
we had a promise made...
To call for hands from above to lean on
would it be good enough for me, oh
And you, you knew the hand of the devil
and you kept us awake with wolves teeth
sharing different heartbeats in one night
To call for hands from above to lean on
would it be good enough for me, oh
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4. |
John Hinckley, Jr.
04:44
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Too far away I would fall asleep
And I would find you too far away
From the edge of the pillow
To the lines in the street
The assault on the pavement
or the severing Sea
I would find you alone
Too far away
The signal fire
The fuse burns bright
Too far away like the drone of sleep
And I would find you too far away
One more vanishing sun on the window sill
She follows the fray all the way down
and I anchor the corner of a blanket
and follow the wall down
Too far away like the drone of sleep
And I would find you too far away
The signal fire
The fuse burns bright
She follows the fray all the way down
and I anchor the corner of a blanket
and follow the wall down
Ba ba ba
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Tracing Figures San Francisco, California
Since 2008, Tracing Figures has rocked the San Francisco music scene with their fierce musical chops and high production
values, tempered by soulful female vocals, guitar and synth wall-of-sound textures, and a rhythm section that grooves like clockwork.
Tracing Figures is:
Thad Baker - Guitar
Brianne Sherman - Vocals, keys
Eric Bateman - Drums, vocals
James Spadaro - Guitar
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