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Clouds
03:40
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I'm short of leaving answers lately, writings on these thoughts wear out.
We talked until the sun came burning, tiny birds and clouds stare down.
Every little detail counts now,
Every little detail counts.
Peace, it lies like white lilies in the sky it falls like doves. Pieces of you scar my heart like rain, it falls apart. Peace is, Me in Pieces, pieces of you scar my heart, you scarred my heart, you scarred.
Let's speak in twisted riddles,
Baby, looking to the dirt for hell.
We're empty hands and holding faces, this makes me sick, I want to shout.
Every little detail counts now,
Every little detail counts.
Peace, it lies like white lilies in the sky it falls like doves. Pieces of you scar my heart like rain, it falls apart. Peace is, Me in Pieces, pieces of you scar my heart, you scarred my heart, you scarred.
Lyrics by James Howard
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Caelestra
03:11
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Sewn Up Shut
03:49
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If I wrote down everything I saw I'd remember it more clearly then my hands would take the fall.
If it hurts less to be a hole in a wall, take your head apart, with your hands and wrists so small.
Oh my circuitry is blown, my philosophy has shown me what I want to know, sewn up shut and feeling bold. Oh my circuitry is blown, my philosophy has shown me what I want to know, sewn up shut and letting go. yeah.
If we Laughed at everything we said, like common jokers joking losing sense what's in our heads.
Our Words we wrote down, caught us all by surprise, they shattered glass, and took the sun and moon right out their rise.
Oh my circuitry is blown, my philosophy has shown me what I want to know, sewn up shut and feeling bold. Oh my circuitry is blown, my philosophy has shown me what I want to know, sewn up shut and letting go. yeah.
What have we learned crass scarred and burned, what have I learned, another one of my turns.
Oh my systems are a go. My collective insight told me what I need to know. Feed the fire, we're burning coal. (What have we learned crass scarred and burned, what have I learned, another one of my, another one of my goddamn turns.)
Lyrics by James Howard, Mike Krische
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Every Moving Color Connecticut
EMC is an Alternative Rock band out of Fairfield, CT, United States
James Howard - Guitar/Vocals
Matt Johnson - Drums
Mike Krische - Bass Guitar/Vocals
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