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Overture
01:58
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This is a declaration of war Onto loss words, and actions
We weren’t even close to coming clean
I tried to be more than just talk but I hated the taste and was swallowed
into the street It’s a fake sense of safety and I for one will not be strung along
I’m still hoping to be something greater, still inhaling the same fumes
Still hoping it’ll all be gone
Maybe I’ve just felt dead for too long
But I watched them take your mountains, your skies, and all the lights from your eyes
And I felt so helplessI always thought I nursed the things that plague me
But then they avalanche into the patterns in which I sleep
Now and again I find myself in native lands
Where the hell have I been, how will anyone ever understand?Avalon, Avalon you haunt me
I didn’t think it’d hit this hard
Avalon, Avalon you haunt me
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Your Bones
04:49
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Hey calm, collected, and cool
Do you fall in love by yourself, or fall asleep on the L?
I’m always tripping over you
Falling in love by myself, falling asleep on the L
Well I was crawling home on all fours
Half gone, half silver, and unstable
Worn out the spinal nerves that I had
And threw them in that hiding spot we left
Once bitten, twice shy, and three times less likely to be myself again
I’m still uncomfortable in my own skin
But now you say that you’ve been thinking of me
Chicago’s always so damn cold, and you’re always so alone
Well I’ve been waiting forever so tell me where have you been, where have you been
Cause I was always misplaced in your favorite colors
And slept until I blended in with all the others
But I missed your bones terribly and it still kills me
I missed your bones, I missed your bones
Well I’ve been dying to hear you sing
Of old love and new eyes, in soft decibels
Cramming life into dead organs
And breathing in new chemicals
Say you call it like you see it, say it’s been said and done
Now you’re eyes are completely smothering me
Kill for new impressions, steadily move along
Now I feel like half the man I try to beSo stop saying you’ve been thinking of me
Because it’s ruining everything
Chicago’s always so damn cold, and you’re always so alone
Well I’ve been waiting forever so tell me where have you been, where have you been
Cause I was always misplaced in your favorite colors
And slept until I blended in with all the others
But I missed your bones terribly and it still kills me
I missed your bones, I missed your bones
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Withered
03:35
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We rise from the floor boards and convey each sound
We stretched our limbs after a thousand years of sleeping underground
Silent and steadfast, you miss being buried
And now every time we’re together you’re so much more lonely
And it consumes me
In our efforts to save ourselves we nearly drowned
We held out every time we were being dragged down I should know betterthan to call
you mine
But each vein was weathered, subjecting us to the tide
Who have we been?We thought we planted our roots so deep but we’ve withered so much
since then
Who have we been?A beautiful place turned into an empty space and now we have to give in
In our efforts to save ourselves we nearly drowned
We held out every time we were being dragged down I should know better than to call
you mine
But each vein was weathered, subjecting us to the tide
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Sleep Talk
03:37
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Are you lost, little one
Or are you following the stars in the sky?
Reach your hands up and grab all the colors
And you fill your lungs and your eyesIf home no longer feels like home
Collect stardust and make a stellar ocean of your own
Just float away until you feel safe
Dream of hiding on lunar mountains and the softest of beds
With telescopes that’d let you observe all those in the hole you left
You’d get so sleepy and dizzy from watching everyone hold their breath
Hoping they’d dim the lights in every city, so just for once we could all get some rest
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5. |
Tornado Season
04:01
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Held my breath for a while now
Praying to see something worth the wait
Lungs burst open,
stomach hallowed out
It took so much to realize I was awake
We were a team of cynical black lungs
Daughters, sons, wild lashing tongues
Hoping to find a better way in to something good
You left and claimed you found love among fiends
Fever dreams, and cowardly machines
Telling yourself you’ve never felt more free
It’s the pressure of this violent estate
Rip out all your insides just to give those monsters a good taste The warpaint’s been off for a while now
We had the heart but lacked strength in our hands
But I’ll stay close until the sun burns out
And hold on tight until you catch your breath
Then let me down
So calm me down
It always echoes and overwhelms me
Saying, “you’ve gone and changed, you’ve gone and changed”
I’ve been cheated and lost the base of my architecture
Well I need some sleep, I need some distance
The pit in my chest has stayed so persistent
I’ve lost my peace, I’m nonexistent
And it’s always the same
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Tiny Kingdoms Chicago, Illinois
Tiny Kingdoms is a dream punk band from Chicago, IL that consists of a group of friends with a passion for creating music. The group strives to insert their own unique frequency into the rock music landscape, featuring a sound harbored on atmospheric and danceable instrumental moments with introspective vocal offerings. ... more
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