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after all this time, Beirut
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3:14 |
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| 2 |
to die on any hill (if it's easy enough to climb)
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2:50 |
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| 3 |
wooden giants and mechanical birds (with John Murchison & Gideon Forbes)
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7:49 |
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in dandelion fields
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1:17 |
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of the always puzzle of living and doing
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6:01 |
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for now we leave the sky to the tyrants, and dig
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0:30 |
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| 7 |
everyone i love is sleeping and i love them so so much
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4:07 |
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the familiar scenography of electrons waltzing across the screen in your peripheral vision, you avoid its gaze like a tired husband you have outgrown
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2:46 |
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there are glorious labyrinths in the ground for those with the claws to find them
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2:32 |
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| 10 |
you saw what you were looking at and you touched what you were touching
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6:40 |
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| 11 |
sounds from home
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7:54 |
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