1. |
Rebrace
04:29
|
|||
Well you’ve all come to save me
Regardless of my dying
You love me
Oh, Hegemony
Throw the cost, yes we lost
In the mean, on the street
Count the beds, work the sheets, out all in the streets
And I come alive at the last hour tonight
Oh it lasts, oh it lasts, it’s alive, it’s alive
Oh and I
Quick generation call me
Quick generation love me
Regardless you’re trying
And you all rescind your votes for me
Throw the cost, yes we lost
In the mean, on the street
Count the beds, work the sheets, out all in the streets
And I come alive at the last hour tonight
Oh it lasts, oh it lasts, it’s alive, it’s alive
Oh and I
Quick generation call me
Quick generation love me
Regardless we’re trying
And you all rescind your votes for me
Oh and I
Quick generation pay me
Quick generation love me
Regardless I’m not trying
And you all rescind your votes for me
Oh and I
Quick generation love me
Last try at loving
Regardless I’m trying
And you all rescind your votes for me
|
||||
2. |
The War
04:33
|
|||
Safe flight, sometime
Window, dawning
Rainbow, rivers and trees divine
With all the blood and mace
Reeling the poor
The king of the helpless yells please start the war
Spin around, pace
Leaving us with the knife
I would love to sing, sing in a choir of voices not like my own
Surrounded by jailers, criminals, and whores
Not to be dancing but mapped, alight with desire
Reaching toward that dream burning pyre of summer’s bloody fangs last embrace
I know nothing of them and they the same of me
But I know so well what we want to see
Real love to start
First time, last try
Crying, bleeding
Wake up, both of us are here
As you are standing in place, hearing our horns
Locked into rhythm as bass holds the floor
Our voices shatter, eclipsing newer frames
We would love to sing, sing in a choir of voices not like our own
Surrounded by painters, admirers and more
We know not who they are but what they’ll achieve
And we know so well what we want to see
Real love to start
Last chance, us last
Prying, we’re reeling
All’s come
Come to this end
In a crowded room filled up with ash
Waiting for the spark to unlatch that long awaited divine, sudden end
When will we line up to sing
Sing in a chamber of voices that are just our own
A single repeating chant in a drone
Not to be dancing but mapped, alight with desire
Reaching toward that dream burning pyre of summer’s bloody fangs last embrace
We know not who we are but what we will be
And we know it’s a shame that we have to see the fire fade
But it doesn’t have to be that way
|
||||
3. |
None Yet
04:04
|
|||
Killing talk there, relative change
Ice on the wind and dust in the brain
And she takes it all, her long cold paces
By the way she breathes
Laconic phrases and miniscule changes in the kind of man
She’ll strut around
Feather in her hair to lure them around
And she’ll take it all, her long cold
Faces
Blur in the crowd, room of peregrine smoke abound
Infused with a hint of malaise
Oooooh
She’s a product of her serpentine ways
When she calls him in, grin on her face
Perplexing scents make her feel some way
And she bares it all, the forlorn faces
A gilded cage
A way to digress her self-defeating ways
Fanning the flames, fuel for the fire
One more hit will take her higher
And she bares it all, the forlorn
Faces
Blur in the crowd, room of peregrine smoke abound
Infused with a hint of malaise
Oooooh
She’s a product of her serpentine ways
Faces
Blur in the crowd, room of peregrine smoke abound
Infused with a hint of malaise
Oooooh
She’s a product of her serpentine ways
|
Flamingo Pluto Acushnet, Massachusetts
Embrace The Bird
Streaming and Download help
If you like Flamingo Pluto, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp