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Sunwaves
02:52
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The ones who say no
The hand that lets go
Remains open
For all that’s new to come
The ones who say no
The hand that lets go
Remains open
For all that’s new to come
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2. |
We Are Sound
03:51
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We are sound
All around
Pull up for a minute
Then you fall back into the middle
Pull up for a minute
Get sucked down into the crowd
In the basement
I'm sitting up
I get this feeling in my throat when you're around
I refuse to open this door til you come around
Until you come around
We are sound
All around
Up for a minute
Then you fall back into the middle
Up for a minute
Then you fall back into the crowd
Come on and open this door when I come around
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3. |
Believe the Lie
04:38
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When you believe the lie
you believe the lie
Strange things happen
when you believe the lie
Stupid things happen
when you believe the lie
You’ve been weaving a rug
Just to pull it out
You’ve been building a home
Just to burn it down
‘cause you believe the lie
You believe the lie
You believe the lie
Oh no no
no no no no
no no no no
no no no no
no no no no
no no no no
no no no no
no
When you believe the lie
You believe the lie
You stick your face in the sun
Sleep easy at night
‘Cause you believe the lie
Spinning round and round and round You believe the lie
Spinning round, round, round, round round, round, round, round
round, round, round, round
Don’t fall down, down, down, down down, down, down, down
down, down, down, down
Spinning round, round, round, round round, round, round, round
round, round, round, round
Black it out, out, out, out out, out, out, out
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4. |
Protection Spell
01:57
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5. |
Fields & Flowers
04:17
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Just a seed in the earth
Yeah the earth
Shot through a tube
Down in the grass, up into the sky
Is this real or am I sleeping?
Are these exclusive things?
Reflections of our language become
Surfaces we can feel
You don't have to try so hard
You don't have to work so hard
You don't have to work so hard
This is not a sunset
This is not a sunset
You're not looking at a sunset
No more fighting with ghosts
No more voices in your head
No more invisible waves
Tossing us around
Tossing us around
Tossing us around
Is this real or am I sleeping?
Are these expensive things?
Reflections of our language become
Surfaces we can feel
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Corbu New York
Corbu is a grown-up choirboy on mushrooms, and a hairstylist/lyricist who had barely played an instrument before she was on a Jumbotron at Austin City Limits. Jonathan and Amanda make music to lure you deeper into you own subconscious while giving you something to sing along to. They've toured with Bloc Party and mixed Crayon Soul with Dave Fridmann, which was the highlight of their life. ... more
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