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Countdown//Here Forever
04:27
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Ghost town
Silent Water
Sundown
Here forever
Spiraled out
In downed wire
Quiet this morning
Temperature rise
Slow disconnection
Deep in the night
Something could happen
Too soon to say
Clearer to some,
but anyway
Countdown
Take your hand in mine
Rolling thunder
Find the end of light
Slow sound
Somewhere past the sky
Is night
And now, count me down
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2. |
Challenger
03:00
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Say a silent prayer for us
as we fall back down to the earth
crash landing and burning up
The plume was ruled anomalous
No one could have predicted it
I was certain, now all that's certain is
I'll never get to see a sunset
happen three times in one evening
All I've got is this wordless feeling of doom
When I close my eyes
I can see a hole in time right there disappear
I'm hanging by a wire
1,000,000 mph
Never say fire
When you describe some things
There are words you cannot say
Some things can't be explained
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3. |
Dazed Animal
02:45
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Hauled out of a hole like a dazed animal
Dirty money in your hands that you've nearly strangled
Saw the skyscraper lights turning on into a 9
And there's no point in running
Hey, watch where you're pointing that thing!
Standing on the corner reading your/my mind
Now I'm going to ask you one last time
On the night Air McNair died
Where were you at midnight?
Hey, watch where you're pointing that thing!
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Blew Dust
02:37
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Dead birds in the back yard
dying in the flowers
Nothing's made sense in 100 hours
Dirt in the wind blew dust in my mouth
that I can't get out
Exhaust from a black car
Dark gas halo
Dancing in the lantern like a slow tornado
Beamed specs from the ground up to the sky
and out of sight
Don't tell me another secret
I can't stand the burden
of keeping something hidden
When I had the whole world's attention
I could never keep it
even for a moment
Bottles of piss in the dark, dark city
When the Doomsday clock finally hits infinity
Blood on the alps reflecting so bright
it burns my eyes
A silent burst of light turned the air to poison
Twitching tiny bodies with their eyes wide open
Dead on the ground in the dead of the night
So still and quiet
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People Talking
03:19
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Three drops of mud
On your face
People been talking
Saying things
There's some stock to go through
There've been some people out looking for you
Something's moving in the middle of the night
People are rushing and cars are on fire
But you aren't going anywhere
I'll stand right here and you stand right there
It's always something
The light was passing through you
You thought you were opaque
Tried to conjure up the feeling
It left you feeling fake
Now there's a look on your face
I'll up and vanish without a trace
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