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Good Morning
03:46
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Good morning
I don’t fear a thing
The world isn’t empty
These keys are easy to press
Good morning
I can feel a breeze
Coming for the crowd
Of business men, amphetamines, acquitted police
It’s a wonderful place
That we are in
Mapped by Orion’s belt
Unknown to the rest of the earth
Overbearing gated reverbs
Kept us calm
“Sorry if that was to direct”
“Sorry if i’m to wrecked”
It’s a wonderful place
That we are in
Mapped by Orion’s belt
Unknown to the rest of the earth
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2. |
Roundhay Garden Scene
02:15
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Please say more
Roundhay garden scene
Below ballgowns
Below tailcoats
Missing wire taps
Coupled with jazz age swing
Sparks in openings
Carry no warmth and weigh me down
Less shadow on the set
Enter from the left
I won’t disappear
Today
The distance I keep
Brings me closer to you
I stare
I’ll stay
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I’ll tell you that I’m not worrying
As long as you don’t ask why I’m not sleeping
I’ll tell you that I’m still moving
As long as you don’t ask why I’m not waking
I know you’re busy orchestrating garden snakes
To push and pull over my grave
Letting the wintertime hang
Up and over, neighbors to our clothes
I’ll tell you that I’m not shaking
As long as you don’t stop to touch
I’ll tell you that I’m not acting
As long as you don’t stop to watch
You know I’m busy composing tree top scenes
To contrast the colors the background precedes
Allowing the winter to thaw from to blue to green
Underneath the clouds our clothes will be kept clean
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5. |
Lola
03:26
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In her head she wanders
Sinking beneath the rocks and the trees
Maybe she’s a mountain
Sending shadows to me
A father to the gallows, refusing to swallow
Her empty stomach, full and dull
Masks of martyrs trailing their pieces
So long she has waited for something as human as this
And Lola could
Strangle you
And I’m sure she will
Give her time, give her time
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6. |
For A Year Ago
01:57
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Send me to the morning
Strip me out the evening
Keep me with the camera lenses
Compiling evidence
Of our
Excess’
Notify me when you see her
Touch the ground
Let me know when you see her
Start to float around
Closed stores supply reflections
To concealed cops and their cars
Opening their holsters
There’ll be mourning in the evening
Everything is one year ago
Everything is one year ago
Everything is one year ago
Everything is one year ago
Everything is one year ago
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7. |
"Last Time"
02:53
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Last time
Together
Quick to run out
Of what kept us calm
Glass bottles
Stay behind me
Dissonant strings
Keep the choir’s tune
The world’s opening
Randomly
Pull the curtains
I guess this is goodnight
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Yin Waster Chicago, Illinois
Yin Waster is the musical project from Griffin Mang and Gabe Huff. Together the pair craft "Gas Station Folk" a combination of groovy psychedelic riffs and pastoral tenderness that is sure to bring bliss to your ears :-)
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