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in this colorful prisonhouse
colorful prisonhouse
you are cordially invited to the beheading
cordially invited to the beheading
(repeat)
i was too opaque for them
i was too opaque for them
and she swore she'd get me out
she swore she'd get me out
in this colorful prisonhouse
colorful prisonhouse
you are cordially invited to the beheading
cordially invited to the beheading
and the guards with no faces
never turn around
the guards with no faces
never turn around
i was too opaque for them
i was too opaque for them
she swore she'd get me out
she swore she'd get me out
she swore...
as the ax falls i am free
as the ax falls i am free
as the ax falls i am free
as the ax falls i am free
prisonhouse, colorful prisonhouse
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The Valley of Ashes
07:14
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a child stares through a glass darkly
across the valley of ashes
as the workday starts on time
his father says to him
one day you too, my son,
will work the factory line
"ashes take the forms of houses and chimneys
and rising smoke and, finally, with a transcendent effort,
of ash-grey men, who move dimly and
already crumbling through the powdery air" (Fitzgerald)
this is the valley of ashes, yes
this is the valley of ashes, yes
and through the eyes of a boy
the world is changed to sleeping toys
who can't remember how to play
and live a waking dream of the same dark day
the trains are made of matchwood
and the cars are all made of clay
the houses are made of paper mache
and the heavy velvet skies are always gray
ashes to ashes we fall
and turn into ashes
and we are living in ashes
and we are feeding on ashes
ashes to ashes we fall
and turn into ashes
and all the words into ashes
and apples red and ripe fall into ash
and ashes to ashes we fall
and ashes to ashes we fall
and we all fall, we all fall, we all fall,
we all fall, we all fall
the factories of the valley
are scale models, with grayscale cogs and gears
the workers are made of plastic
and the looks on all their faces have been the same for years
and through the eyes of a boy
the world can change, the sleeping toys
can start to wake up and play
and begin to dream of a brand-new day
the workers of the valley must unite
and the people of the valley must unite
to bring back the light...
do it for the boy, do it for the boy
do it for the boys and the girls
who must inherit this make-believe world
the valley of ashes
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when you live on earth station two
well there ain't, there ain't much to do
except what they tell you to
so i wait inside my cell
on this space station high above the darkened world
i wait till i fall asleep, the only time when i'm still free
and i go to a place called brazil
and my dream girl, she is there too
and i soar on a pair of angel's wings
and i wear a suit of shining armor too
when you live on earth station two
well there ain't, there ain't much to do
on earth's horizon dark against the sun
i see the promised land of earth station one
someday i'll make it to earth station one
where they have simulation forests
and you can feel the warmth of simulation sun
so i wait inside my cell
on this space station high above the darkened world
i wait till i fall asleep, the only place where i'm still free
and i go to a place called brazil
and my dream girl, she is there too
and i soar on a pair of angel's wings
and i wear a suit of shining armor too
but it ain't like the one they used to know
no it ain't like the one they used to know
before they left for our new home
in my dream, in my dream, yeah
in my dream, in my dream, yeah
i'm flying above the clouds
i'm flying above the clouds
and i'm never coming down
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What You Always Wanted
05:18
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what if the thing that you always wanted
was right in your face with no name and no place
what if the fear of a human body
could fade away with no harm and no trace
what if the day of freedom coming
could break on us like first light of morning
it's coming
it's coming
well all the boys and all the girls
are breaking through in the whole wide world
well all the boys and all the girls
are coming out in the whole wide world
the walls are coming down
and the free will make, make a sound
what if the thing that you always wanted
was right in your face with no name and no place
what if the fear of a human body
could fade away with no harm and no trace
what if the day of freedom coming
could break on us like first light of morning
it's coming
it's coming
well all the boys and all the girls
are breaking through in the whole wide world
well all the boys and all the girls
are coming out in the whole wide world
the walls are coming down
and the free will make, make a sound
sounds like freedom, sounds like freedom
freedom yeah
sounds like freedom, sounds like freedom
freedom yeah
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Kiss Goodbye
06:36
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and your sweet kiss will linger
on my lips forever
so kiss me once again for luck, my dear
and whisper soft and low in my ear
for now i must go to war
and i may not come back anymore
for now i must go away
and i may, i may be gone to stay
kiss me once again, a kiss i'll remember for always
kiss me like the first time, for this may be the last
and dear if, if i do not return
you must love again, in time you will learn
and give me a proper burial by the old sycamore tree
give me a proper burial by the old sycamore tree
your lips will be forever red, your eyes will be forever green
and you will always be right here, standing right in front of me
for now i, i must go away
and i may, i may be gone to stay
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she is counting down from twelve
while i am lost out in the labyrinth again
she is counting down from twelve
while i am lost out in the labyrinth again
and i had a dream everything was beautiful
and i had a dream everything was beautiful
everything, oh yay
everything, everything
she is counting down from twelve
while i am lost out in the labyrinth again
but not for too long
not for too long
and when i return
it'll be having learned all the turns of the maze
and when i return
it'll be having learned all the turns of the maze
to get us out
to get us out
she is waiting there for me
in a room with clocks that move in slow motion backward
she said she'd wait for me
while i am searching for the key
to get us out
to get us out
to get us out
to get us out
and i had a dream everything was beautiful
and i had a dream everything was beautiful
everything, oh yay
everything, oh yeah
she is counting down from twelve
(While I realize labyrinths and mazes are in fact different things, I've made them interchangeable in the context of this surreal, dreamlike space for dramatic/ poetic effect).
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