1. |
The Peaches
02:52
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I was a burning pile of pages
The fateful day you met me
I was a scarecrow in a field
Of little birdies that I never meant no harm
I was a creature of the summer, at a party
I watched the comets fall
I decided that I'll never go back
But every muse needs a poet to destroy her
Every moment of her beauty
Every inch of her body
Holds no secret to unveil
To uphold to the glory
It's all art when you're in love
When you're begging on your knees
For her to come
And the children were out playing
While the grown ups did their talking
In the garden where I saw you
For the first time and you called for me to come
I need to see to believe in your mercy
Yes, I need this callous vessel
For some time before I set out on the road
I know the rules, so do you
There's no shelter
Between now and the forever
Between life and death and memory and soul
Take me alive on your thighs
Where the drapes of all that's lost
Has said goodbye
And the answers don't need questions to be right
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2. |
Anti-Christ
04:06
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On my estate where my children used to play
I've seen the words retold
Of what they know I have buried down below
And the capsules of my love
But I was right when I told them not to try
Their stones went right through me
Like the shade, the symptom and the chase
I found my sickness in silence
And so I brought the fight
To where they lost their eyes
And I drew the hallowed earth
To where we roam with grass between our toes
And sometimes even trees grow out there
I hoped to balance the dancer on the pin
While I threw myself against the rocks
But I was caught with my captor on my chest
And my gospel pouring out of me
I have been amazed by the crisis in the sciences
And lord knows that I've tried
To formulate a game where we can share a stage
And leave this sorry hill of nettles
What if I from reeds and driftwood from the beach
Built a house of worship for all of us
You decide the name, to me it's all the same
I've needed something tangible
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3. |
Spirit Moves
02:37
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I was floating in your pool
Tears running down my face
Morning after reunion
And oh my god if I die behind these shades
But ever since I was a child
I've refused to go behind
Whoever is leading
This life starts now, while I'm still breathing
Yeah, prince of the rose
Feel my soul
As the pauper where I banged my head
On the cresting waves
They look like mountain tops
This broken shape I've been keeping
Now bye bye spirit move
The parade is coming through
And the cast is slipping
Strange is the fruit
Time keeps producing
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4. |
Buddy
03:53
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I want to pull you out of your shell
I want to see you all bare
I want to see you out of order again
I had some trouble but I got through fine
My mind was racing
All night
I was broken, but now I collect my broken parts
This hallelujah goes out in the night
And vivid visions come playing again
Forest creature, fumes of Delphi exhaled
My whole, yeah my world, my whole
Is clear
I was lost, but now I've found my shining light
We drove down through the war
But lately I've been wanting more from these memories
We drove down through the war
But lately I've been wanting more from my enemies
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I remember when we danced at the pier
And you told me I was the first you ever had
I didn't quite believe you
And I still don't think I do
But I easily let myself convince of anything
Yes, I fell in love with the idea of a person
Who wanted my taste for her alone
And somewhere in the night
My form left my body
And I became your instrument of love
These days I don't shift so fast between emotions
I've learned to break the spells on my own
I've found purpose in silence
Like anyone else when they run out
Of things to believe in
I turn my head towards the sphere of the sun
I draw the orb in delusion
And the seeds on my grave grows into a tower
Where I sit and think about the ressurection
Looks like my love has thorns
Looks like the war is coming home
But I'll be here when it dawns
I'll drag my flag down the dark
I have painted all of you
And I painted it all for you
But nowadays you don't care about philosophy
I would cut your dress open if you'd give me the tools
But I've only words to describe you
I have been the face of every lonely ghost
I have been the life of every party
But it's all in vain if it's a reflection of you
A reaction to all you expect from me
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6. |
End of Tenancy
03:03
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I was looking for you
Down by 10 a.m
I had left my whole lot
With a pale weary form
This place has no hold on me no more
And I have no place in this business
i have no crew nor a home
And all of my friends have moved on
And created lives of their own
All my life I've been lonesome
All my life I've been tired
But I won't deny myself happiness again
This year I will let myself love
Yes, I see you little brother
Down the road and beyond
A boquet of nettles for the prince of the rose
We're all dreaming but so few of us go
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7. |
The Relationships
07:06
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To the lonely sarissa edge
Where you moved to reform me
I moved to break you, I moved to tear you apart
Now the mountains move for me
Or I'll break my arms through the valley
I will tap the key of their hearts
I will knock on every door
I saw you mouthing the words of the song
Of the dance of the rose
Swing his jaw across the river
Bring water for the livestock
Yeah, you ride him all night
Yeah, you ride him all night
I whip my nerves across the room
Staying up all night for you
And I never said I live here
Yet you struggle to keep me inside
We are mouthing the words of the song
Of the dance of the rose
I know the word and the word is holy
But I never find the use
While I'm losing my religion
I am painting the world for all of you
And my dogs have learned to bite
Ever since you kept them inside
Ever since you asked for music
But wanted me in silence
I see you mouthing the words of the song
Of the dance of the rose
And there it goes
The guard of riches
The tonsils of the song of life
Yeah, my name is Lonely Giant
And my house is the sunflower tower
Hallelujah goes the wizard
Who wasted his trick for me
When I told him I was blinded
Long before I had a need to see
And I mouthed the words of the song
Of the dance of the rose
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Tom Vigebo Oslo, Norway
Tom Vigebo is a musician based in Oslo, Norway. He wrote and produced his first album "The Other August" which was released in January 2016.
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