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Queen of Cyprus
03:17
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I remember you well
Painted into my cell
Whose voices I wish would soften
While I took a fit of coughing
Queen of Cyprus, might I show you Rhodes?
I need you near
You need to be on the coast
And you need not fear
Truth or neon dare darling
I found my eyes truly falling
Into every single night
You had wrapped in your nylon tights
Queen of Cyprus, might I show you Rhodes?
I need you near
You need to be on the coast
And you need not fear
Queen of Cyprus, might I show you Rhodes?
I'm waiting here
You don't belong in mountain pose
You should be moving through me but you cater to my love of beauty
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2. |
Perfect Dark
02:37
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I am in your locket, Pamela
Cut to fit that pendulum
Sweet as a poet in the park
Weak as a diamond in the dark
The weekend tears me apart again
But we can tell me apart from the one in your heart
I am in your locket, Pamela
I am in your locket, Pamela
Tidy up your locker, Pamela
I am indisposed
Sweet as a poet in the park
Weak as a diamond in the dark
The weekend tears me apart again
But we can tell me apart from the one in your heart
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Catechism in Chartreuse
02:43
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Patient emerald ivy on a marble floor
After university leaves me poor
I don't even know
If I wanna make it all the way to the top
But if I do, it'll be with you
I roam in a white Lumina like a lost cat
While sunshine streaking on asphalt lies in black
I don't even know
If I wanna find out how to glow in the dark
If I do, it'll be in chartreuse
Yea if I do, it'll be with you
If I waste a misty morning
On a dark day turning navy blue
If I join a strange and charming
Skeleton crew
If I do, it'll be with you
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Mr. Misty Kiss
03:38
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One hundred million colours take their toll on my tired eyes
Since when did they put it up to $44.25?
As you shout into your cell phone like a witch at a seance
I keep my eyes on the lines and the sharpened tips of my pencil crayons
I will not take what I want
I will not take what I want
I will not take what I want
And I give no Mr. Misty Kiss for which you are aching
I will never stop my gift shop dialect
I rely on courtesy to reply in violet
The colours smeared, I cursed my left-handedness
Who wants to see a curator on canvas?
I will not take what I want
I will not take what I want
I will not take what I want
And I give no Mr. Misty Kiss for which you are aching
I can't tell you to be mine
I'm too delightedly shy
I guess I'm trying to say goodbye
I give no Mr. Misty Kiss for which you are aching
I guess I'm trying to say goodbye
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North Lakes Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island
North Lakes is a rock and roll band, pure-grain and punchy with a reverb chaser.
They play a smart
blend of nostalgia and new. It’s equal parts power pop, proto-punk, and garage rock. Melody and songcraft come first for North Lakes, keeping their tracks timeless and approachable.
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