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My Propeller
If you can summon the strength tow me I can't hold down the urgency You've got to make your descent slowly And oil up those sticky keys Coax me out my low and have a spin of my propeller It's a necessary evil No cause for emergency Borrowed the beak of a bald eagle Momentary synergy Coax me out my low Sink in to tomorrow Coax me out my low and have a spin of my propeller My propeller won't spin and I can't get it started on my own When are you arriving? My Propeller

2. Crying Lightning
Outside the caf by the cracker factory you were practicing a magic trick And my thoughts got rude as you talked and chewed on the last of your pick and mix. You said "You're mistaken if you're thinking that I haven't been called 'cold' before" as you bit into your strawberry lace. Then offered me your attention in the form a gobstopper it's all you had left and it was going to waste Your pastimes consisted of the strange, the twisted and deranged and I love that little game you had called 'Crying Lightning' and how you liked to aggravate the ice cream man on rainy afternoons The next time that I caught my own reflection it was on its way to meet you, thinking of excuses to postpone. You never looked like yourself from the side but your profile could not hide the fact you knew I was approaching your throne. With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache, stood and puffed your chest out like you'd never lost a war. Although I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction there was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw And your pastimes consisted of the strange, the twisted and deranged and I hate that little game you had called 'Crying Lightning' and how liked to aggravate the ice cream man on rainy afternoons. Uninviting, but not half as impossible as everyone assumes you are.

3.Dangerous Animals
I'm pinned down by the dark. Been fighting with my sheets and nearly crying in my sleep. Yes I'm battling that well told gripe, the most frustrating type, You should have racing stripes the way you keep me in pursuit You sharpen the heel of your boot and press it in my chest And you make me wheeze Then to my knees you promote me I'm pinned down by the dark (A-N-I-M-A-L) She makes my heard pirouette more than I would be willing to confess (D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S) The light it fidgets through, the thoughts will soon revert to you. About as bashful as a tribal dance, the first and final chance And of course the audience of frighteners and fiends, divided up into two teams. When the acrobat fell of the beam she broke everyone's heart. I'm pinned down by the dark (A-N-I-M-A-L) She makes my heard pirouette more than I would be willing to confess (D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S) (D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S) The most unsuitable pet, it's been long enough now so let's make a mess lioness I'm pinned down by the dark

4. Secret Door
Fools on parade cavort and carry on waiting for eyes Ones you would rather be beside than in front of She's never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares She swam out of tonight's phantasm, grabbed my hand and mate it very clear There's absolutely nothing for us here. It's a magnolia celebration to be attended on a Wednesday night It's better that than get a reputation of miserable little tyke At least that's the conclusion she came to in this overture. The secret door swings behind us, She's saying nothing, she's just giggling along Her arms were folded most indignant not looking like she was soon to leave, I had to squint in order to believe. Like a butler pushing on a bookshelf and unveiling the unexpected I who was earlier reluctant was suddenly embarrassed and corrected How could such a creature survive in such a habitat?

The secret door swings behind us, She's saying nothing, she's just giggling along Even if they were to find us, I wouldn't notice, I'm completely occupied as all the Fools on parade cavort and carry on waiting for eyes Ones you would rather be beside than in front of She's never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares. Fools on parade frolic and fuck about To make a gaze turn to scribble on a page by a picture that holds her absence but you're daft to think she'd care Fools on parade conduct a sing-along

5. Potion Approaching
I was biting the time zone and we embellished the banks of our bloodstreams and the caution to the colourful Then we fell asleep in the car Until the bumps woke me up in your grip and the tide took me to your mouth and then swept me back down to your palms It's them that put me inside the reminder that Yours is the only ocean that i want to swing from Yours is the only ocean that I want to hang on I've got this ego mechanic She's always trying to give me vitamins She'd be frightened of your reflection I preferred her as a cartoon If I could be someone else for a week I'd still spend it chasing after you She's not shattering my attitudes no matter how she folds the potion Yours is the only ocean that I want to swing from Yours is the only ocean that I want to hang on Potion Approaching Shield your eyes Potion Approaching Visualise Holding a token Swollen in size Potion Approaching Shield your eyes If we're going to escape though We really ought to think it through Would you like me to build you a go kart?

6. Fire And The Thud


You showed me my tomorrow Beside a box of matches A welcome threatening stir My hopes of being stolen Might just ring true Depends who you prefer If it's true you are going to run away Tell me where, I'll meet you there Am I snapping the excitement If I pack away the laughter and tell you how it feels? And does burden come to meet you If I've questions of the feature that rolls on your dream reel? The day after you stole my heart Everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you And you're hiding in my soup And the book reveals your face And you're splashing in my eyelids As the concentration continually breaks I did request the mark you cast didn't heal as fast, I hear your voice in silences Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud? In the jostling crowd You're not allowed To tell the truth And the photo boot's a liar! There's a sharpened explanation But there's no screaming reason to enquire I'd like to poke them in their prying eyes with things They'd never see it if it smacked them in their temples

7. Cornerstone
I thought I saw you in The Battleship but it was only a lookalike She was nothing but a vision trick under the warning light She was close, close enough to be your ghost But my chances turned to toast when I asked her if I could call her your name I thought I saw you in The Rusty Hook, huddled up in a wicker chair I wandered over for a closer look and kissed whoever was sitting there She was close and she held me very tightly until I asked awfully politely "Please can I call you here name?" I elongated my lift home I let him go the long way round I smelt your scent on the seat belt and kept my short cuts to myself

I thought I saw you in The Parrot's Beak messing with the smoke alarm It was too loud for me to hear her speak and she had a broken arm It was close, so close that he walls were wet And she wrote it out in Letraset "No you can't call me her name" Tell me where's your hiding place I'm worried I'll forget your face I've asked everyone I'm beginning to think I imagined you all along I saw your sister in The Cornerstone on the phone to the middle man When I saw that she was on her own I thought she might understand she was close, well you couldn't get much closer She said "I'm really not supposed to but yes, you can call me anything you want"

8.Dance Little Liar


I heard the truth was built to bend. A mechanism to suspend the guilt is what you will require and still you've got to dance little liar It's just like those fibs to pop and fizz and you'll be forced to take that awful quiz and you're bound to trip and she'll detect the fiction on your lips dig a contradiction up The clean coming will hurt and you can never get it spotless when there's dirt beneath the dirt The liar takes a lot less time I'm sure it's clear and plain to read It's not an alibi you need just yet, Oh no, it's something for those beads of sweat, yes that will get you back to normal And after you have dabbed the patch you'll breathe and then proceed to scratch the varnish off that newly added calmness so as not to raise any alarm too soon The liar takes a lot less time to decide on the saunter Have you got itchy bones and in all your time alone can you hack your mind being riddled with the wrong memories? The clean coming will hurt and you can never get it spotless When there's dirt in between the dirt

9.Pretty Visitors
Trudging through the morning and the trap with the trampoline under his arm, shifts past your whiskers so stark is the charm but the barking alarm waits coiled until the corner is turned And the bicycle wheels all struggle to move round in your muddy mind blatantly caked and unwilling to wind uncooperative time so he sits on the springs until the muck goes dry All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall What came first, the chicken or the dickhead? Split sleep reaps towards from ill fitting thoughts And twilight forced you to go on a walk, your legs start running and your head gets caught Canopy 19 is perfectly placed for the reasonably frightening fall from the aftertaste You'll have to slip away I am unhappy to say, behold is the crook in the hammock plays All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall Behold there's a crook in the hammock plays cruelly with the base of the scales And fiddles with the feet on a balancing act Gagged, bound and crafting a tale Trailing wrapped in a gasp Cruelly with the base and the scales And fucking fiddles with the feet on a balancing act Gagged, bound and crafting a tale Trailing wrapped in a gasp

10.The Jeweller's Hands


Fiendish wonder in the carnival's wake Dull caresses once again irritate Tread softly stranger Move over toward the danger that you seek You think excitement has receded then the mirror distracts The logic of the trance quickly reaches and grasps Handsome and faceless weightless your imagination runs And now it's no one's fault but yours, at the foot of the house of cards You thought you'd never get obsessed You thought the wolves would be impressed And you're a sinking stone But you know what it's like to hold the jeweller's hands That procession of pioneers all drowned In the moonlight they're more thrilling those things that he knows As he leads you through the grinning bubble blowers in the snow Watching his exit was like falling off the ferry in the night The inevitables gather to push you around Any other voice makes such a punishing sound It became laughter's assassin shortly after he showed you what it was And now it's no one's fault but yours, at the foot of the house of cards

You thought you'd never get obsessed You thought the wolves would be impressed And you're a sinking stone, But you know what it's like to hold the jeweller's hands That procession of pioneers all drowned If you've a lesson to teach me I'm listening, ready to learn There's no one here to police me I'm sinking in until the return If you've a lesson to teach me please don't deviate, don't be afraid Without the last corner piece I can't calibrate, let's get it engraved

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