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Cloud Cult




Альбом Cloud Cult



2002
1.
You Never Really Were Alone
2.
So Much to Do Out There
3.
Electro Jerry Lewis
4.
5.
Daniel Days
6.
I Can Hardly Believe It
7.
8.
9.
10.
Armor and Calla Lillies
11.
Fable Practice Space
12.
In a Rock Band with a Cheap Guitar
13.
Yin and Yang of Sex
14.
15.
Alone in a Closet
16.
Alone on a Farm
17.
Sage
18.
19.
Counterpoint Practice Space
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You Never Really Were Alone

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So Much to Do Out There

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Electro Jerry Lewis

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I got my pockets full of crackers
That ought to be enough to get me there
I'm takin a rocketship to the moon tonight
Is that alright?
Close my eyes and wave goodbye
Goodbye

It's all becoming weightless
It's all becoming meaningless
From this distance I can deal with anything and anyone and anywhere
But you're not there
You don't care

You can dream you'll fade
If you run away
But you won't get far
From who you are
Remember, you're always stronger then you think you are
You think you are
You think you are

Can you see me passing over?
I'm in a silver ship
Made of popsicle sticks
I painted all my memories like rainbows
And i finally know
If you wanna grow you gotta let go

You can dream you'll fade
If you run away
But you won't get far
From who you are
Remember, you're always stronger then you think you are
You think you are

You can dream you'll fade
If you run away
But you won't get far
From who you are
Remember, you're always stronger then you think you are
You think you are
You think you are

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Daniel Days

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I Can Hardly Believe It

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I was born in the belly of a frog and my brain is a bottle of vodka

Dirt eyes, leather wings, and my arms are made of maracas

Do you find me attractive 'cause if we don't act now I might pass out

And I'm feeling so friggin' fine

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I was born in the belly of a frog and my brain is a bottle of vodka

Dirt eyes, leather wings, and my arms are made of maracas

Do you find me attractive 'cause if we don't act now I might pass out

And I'm feeling so fuckin' fine

I'm feeling so fuckin', I'm feeling so fuckin' fine

My boy my little boy boy left me behind a multi-bodied mess

I just need to feel good, and would you slip off your dress

It's just a quick fix, it's just a safety rope

How much dope would a woodchuck smoke if a woodchuck could smoke could smoke dope

My wife my pretty wife wife left me behind and I'm going crazy

I just need to feel good, let's go make a baby

It's just a dumb drug, it's just my safety line

I'm drunk on chicken blood, I'm feeling so fuckin' fine

I'm feeling so fuckin', I'm feeling so fuckin' fine

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The fields are overturned

The skies all been burnt

I am feeling rather strange

(?) drunk on whiskey

Princesses bred for fifty

I feel a little colder every day

Mother I'm not safe

You'll find me buried in the fields

With buffalo murdered for game

Mother will you say

That I'm dressed up for the kill

And there's something slowly wasting me away

You are my only friend

You are my wasted angel

And like before, you mean much more to me

You are my coming end

You are my jaded fable

And like before, you mean much more to me

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Armor and Calla Lillies

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Fable Practice Space

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In a Rock Band with a Cheap Guitar

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Yin and Yang of Sex

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turn out the lights
kiss pillow goodnight
kill the sun but leave the other stars on

it'll all be okay
soon as all this noise fades
close your eyes and soon it'll all be gone

sometimes I feel like a little boy again
i wanna hide underneath my blankets all day
and the shadows on the wall are some of my closest friends
you've got everything to feel and nothing to say

i'll be alright
i just need the quiet
i don't wanna be out there anymore

please don't wake me
my world is finally fading
gone away to the way it was before

sometimes i feel like a little boy again
i dream of popsicle rockets i can fly to the moon
sometimes i never wanna open my eyes again
hold the night for morning's coming soon

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Alone in a Closet

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Alone on a Farm

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Sage

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I was wishing my whole life

For a lightning wife

She had rain drop wings

Her fingers felt like velvet green branches

I was human she was god

But I was dressed up in lightning clothes

So she couldn't see that I was beneath her

And she said she'd stay for a while

So she took me to the sky

She never noticed that I had no wings

I felt her skin against mine

And the stars melted into dandelion wine

And her eyes are like sunflowers and thunderclouds

And her tongue is like raspberries in June

And I keep thinking that if I could only keep her distracted

She won't notice I'm not worthy of a lightning girl

And I remember the Christmas's without her

I was alone and drunk and staring at the tree

And she was whispering through the cracks in the window

But I couldn't hear her 'cause I didn't love me

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Counterpoint Practice Space

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