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Float On By
04:04
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Can't see the shore
And I don't wan your
Land no more
I know the score
うれがて (happy)
うがれて (roar)
I don't want war
And I ain't gonna whore
Myself no more
I know the score
Float on by
Float on by
Float on by
うがれて (roar)
Float on by
Float on by
ふがれて (blurred)
うかれて (float)
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2. |
Fly Away
05:47
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Since the beginning of time
We have dreamed of moving
Fish sliding through primordial seas
Brachiating through tree overhead
On the savannah scanning for food
And once again I find myself in strange cities
Navigating a bizarre system of tunnels and roads
And bridges and rivers
To meet the faces of friends
Who I've never seen
We used to dream of flying
Now we don't even walk
We only move
In shiny metal boxes stretched to the horizon
To sit within room within room within room with room within room
Before we hurried home for
Boxed wine and curried meals
And then I remember
I remember...
I remember...
I could always fly away
Floating on the atmosphere
I could always fly away
Floating on the atmosphere
A cannonball!
Before I fall ...
Awake
Fly away
Fly away
Fly away
I could always fly away
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3. |
Bastards of Slaughter
04:01
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We are all children
Immigrants, sons, and daughters
We are the bastards of slaughter
Waves cresting to the shore
On floating cotillion
Swirling systems
Micro conditions
Resistance engines roar
And we march back to the sea
We march back to the sea
Before we turn into machines
All going home
All going home
All going home
We're not just civilians
Cogs, sprockets, or pistons
On suicide missions
Fighting atomic wars
For countless generations
Immigrants, sons, and daughters
We are the bastards of slaughter
Our alma mater
And we march back to the sea
And we march back to the sea
We march back to the sea
Turn an inner beast
All going home
All going home
All going home
All going home
All going home
All going home
All going home
We're all going home
All going home
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4. |
Cayenne
04:56
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We ran through the clouds
Oh, such a perfect day!
Never coming down
From the palisade
Rain falls in French
On the holiday
The heat of Cayenne
Melt our sins away
The river rushes past
Out to the open sea
Where nothing ever lasts
And we are truly free
We ran through the crowd
Oh! Such a perfect day!
Danced in motley gowns
For the big parade
The crumbled ruins of Cépérou
From the colony
Catch the sky's deep blue
And you give it back to me
The river rushing past
Out to the open sea
Where nothing ever lasts
And we are truly free
Nothing ever lasts
We are truly free
Ran through the clouds
On a winter's day
Buildings on the ground form a colonnade
Snow falls in New Amsterdam
On the holiday
But the heat of Cayenne
Melt our sins away
The river rushing past
Out to the open sea
Where nothing ever lasts
We are truly free
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5. |
The Ocean
05:16
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海に落ちて、深海に沈んだ
波が僕を包んでいた
海底には自由があった
望むなら僕と来て
一緒に
さああ行こ!
And under the water there is a river
Cool, clear, life-giving water
At the bottom you can be
If you got the notion you should come with me
You should come with me!
Here we go!
The world breathes
And the ocean heaves
And you and I are just floating leaves
Fell into the ocean, I sank into the sea
Undulating motion washing over
At the bottom you can be
And if you got the notion
You should come with me
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Dolphins Don't Love Brooklyn, New York
Dolphins Don't Love is Don Paris Schlotman on vocals and guitars + Phil Harris on drums + Danny Cambo on synth. We play wavegaze rock and roll in the heart of Brooklyn, NY.
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