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Youth
03:09
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2. |
Wave
04:31
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We are not a sentimental age
We don’t want our parent’s china or their ticker tape parade
We are not a sentimental age
We’re out getting high on fire escapes
We are hooking up with strangers we will never see again
We are not a sentimental age
But when I dream, we’re all melting together
Synchronized in a mass embrace
Beads of water folding together
Like a north shore wave
How strange
We’re parts of each other how strange
I’ll never even know your name
We are not a sentimental age
On our shoulders is a boulder of a debt we cannot pay
We are not a sentimental age
Diagnosis says I tend to disengage
I’d rather have my privacy, I’d rather have my space
These are just the pills I have to take
We are not a sentimental age
But when I dream, we’re all melting together
Synchronized in a mass embrace
Beads of water folding together
Like a north shore wave
How strange
We’re parts of each other how strange
I’ll never even know your name
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3. |
Kids (Prelude)
02:13
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The kids are sad
The sky is blue
There are monsters in the spare bedroom
Kids grow up
And move away
They closed the plant
Then the mall arcade
The kids are sad
Their Parents too
Kids get high in the spare bedroom
We grow up
And move away
The seasons pass but the monsters stay
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4. |
Lost Boy
04:37
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We were the monsters and fire-breathers
We were the quiet sunrise leavers
You were a good girl, what could I do?
I was a lost boy when I met you
Hold me til I’m not lonely anymore
It’s only the crashing of the ocean to the shore
Because in the dark there are no strangers,
There are no strangers at all
We were the rebels, lone survivors
We were the cult of deep sea divers
We were young once then we grew old
We were shining, we were fool's gold
Hold me till I’m not lonely anymore
It’s only the crashing of the ocean to the shore
Because in the dark there are no strangers,
There are no strangers at all
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6. |
Explorers
04:16
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To the freedom fighters, to the everest climbers, to the castaways
To the midnight riders, to the spark igniters, I am on my way
Let it be said, and let it be known,
he who is free is never alone
The path before us, the world behind us
I’ll wait for you there
To the lost ark raiders, to the lion tamers, to the stowaway
To the white tide chaser, to the black flag raiser, I’m on my way
Let it be said, and let it be known,
he who is free is never alone
The path behind us, the world before us
I’ll wait for you there
There’s a song that sailors know
Lost, alone and far from home
Golden gallions. golden guns
And find that place under the sun
There’s a song on the Sahara wind
That lifts you to your feet again
That dances on the clockwork stars
That pulses through a beating heart
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7. |
America 2
04:01
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I made my home in a ten-ton bomb
And I was so happy with 28 years of free fallin’
But now it’s all guts and I’m bawlin'
She was born in a tenement walk-up
With shit for nerves, you know she never learned to talk to adults
She said ‘everything's easier in here’
Like the dancer with bruises who gathers the cash
When the music is through, no she don’t look back
I’ve come to look for America too
All I ever wanted was a spot in the mountains
With an a-frame cabin and nobody counting our days
Or cursing or praising on name
But the best we could do is to enter the void
Like a wide-eyed child waking up to the noise of East Harlem
Don’t they see that we’re starving?
Like the dancer with bruises who gathers the cash
When the music is through no she don’t look back
I’ve come to look for America too
And we stole the car on the 4th of July
I pawned my guitar and we drove through the night
I’ve come to look for America too
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8. |
Arcade Dreams
04:03
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9. |
Kids (Reprise)
06:04
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The Midnight Los Angeles, California
There is a Japanese term: Mono no aware. It means basically, the sad beauty of seeing time pass - the aching awareness of
impermanence. These are the days that we will return to one day in the future only in memories.
The Midnight consists of Tyler Lyle (a songwriter from the Deep South) and Tim McEwan (a producer from Denmark).
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