1. |
View From a Field
05:35
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Countryside flows swiftly by my window
Morning light floods my blue eyes
Obstructing serenity and grace
With speed but not with haste
Hard against the grass we fall
Listen closely for the stars call
Oh how they glow above us
Carnivorous with their touch
Woe is he who knows no folly
Blinded by the darkness of the world
We excavate his mind and body
Unearth we will, the madness of the past
Hard against the grass we fall
Listen closely for the stars call
Oh how they glow above us
Carnivorous with their touch.
Steal away
Steal away
Steal away from this place
Steal away
Hard against the grass we fall
Listen closely for the stars call
Oh how they glow above us,
Carnivorous with their touch
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2. |
Young Pt. 1
02:43
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In the back of the old pickup truck
Driving fast, it’s just our luck
To be young and free, oh possibly
No restraint, they can’t contain
Freedom reeks of love and cigarettes
Will we die young? Place your bets
Where will we go? We do not know
Far away so we can stay
Where will we go? Far away so we can stay
Where will we go? Far away so we can stay
Oh far away
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3. |
Truro
02:31
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Sleep with me eternal dear but not like the dead
I know you’ve been cryin' all night but it’s time to slip into my bed
All I want is to be sure of it now
Come on home and feel the rain brush your ivory cheeks
The other boys won’t matter anymore when you rest your head against me sleep
You’re not tearing me apart inside
Don’t run away my girl I know where you hide, where you hide
You love that girl, you love that girl, you love that girl I know
You love that girl, you love that girl, you love that girl I know
You love that girl, you love that girl, you love that girl I know
You love that girl, you love that girl, you love that girl I know
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4. |
Kerouac
03:39
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I don’t know why you went so far away
It’s too long and I can’t stay.
In my head his pages call for treason
What he said defies my reason
Oh Kerouac I, I call your name
Brown-eyed dear, your loving gaze keeps me near
Adventures watching your eyes as my hand slips between your thighs
You may not have pages but still I feel ageless
I don’t want to stray this is my inward dismay
Oh Kerouac I, I call your name
Lonely roads you walk from home
Your pages turn as if alone
Beating strides toward the deep
These mountain roads are much too steep
Deciding where and when to turn
You make my inner conscience burn
You can’t stop this gentle age
I’ll take your word to heart and engage
I don’t know why you went so far away
It’s too long and I can’t stay
Lonely roads you walk from home
Your pages turn as if alone
Beating strides toward the deep
These mountain roads are much too steep
Deciding where and when to turn
You make my inner conscience burn
You can’t stop this gentle age
I’ll take your word to heart and engage
I don’t know why you went so far away
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5. |
Hillside Avenue
00:36
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6. |
Young Pt. 2
04:56
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Hall and Main I’ll drive today the kids are at the beach
Talia is smoking menths so I drive up and screech
“If you’re gonna kill yourself at least make it 27s,”
So she yelled back at me, “I choose how I go to heaven”
Sunlight blinds me from the surface of the shimmering lake
Swerve my car to the left I almost hit my mate
My passenger glances over with an angry eye
So I look back at her, “this ain't a bad day to die”
Night after night we go down to the darkened lake
We’ll drink and swim away from last night’s mistakes
The scattered bottles clank with the swirling wind
Ushering in the falls breezy hymn
Back from school I hit the gas and head for another state.
There’s that girl from down the road, where have I seen that pretty face?
Months ago swimming nude it struck me right then,
The memory left the morning after with our bottled friend
Stony walls already reek of Mary Jane his lover
Has it really only been an hour since we’ve seen his mother?
The TV blares Tim Burton’s icy Christmas songs
And Rocky’s horrors will make this night last so long
The hue of leaves mirrors our lighters fire,
The temperature is the only thing that’s not getting higher
The smell of burning wood wafts down the dirt roads
The nippy air drives me to my sweltering home
All and me (Hall and Main)
All and me
All and me
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7. |
Luce Rossa
04:09
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I wake up to those hazel eyes
Greeting me with ferocity
The tender flare in that wanting gaze
Feeds the lust inside of me
Your alluring curves brush the morning light
Teasing my curiosity
Ambivalent you accept
To rend what is left
You may mock my fondness
But it’s you who I, I, I will caress
I beckon for a touch of that
Greeted with anonymity
“Oh please, oh please,” you plead to me
Fueling the coals my eyes can see
“Ascend to me and please be vigorous”
Your gentle hips heed my plea
The tender brush of wanting lips
Mixed with those adoring screams
I run my hand down your neck
Oh wrench the sheets from under me
You claw away my flesh,
Your screams pierce the rest,
My touch draws you in,
I can feel you flux beneath your skin.
And now you lie content and rosy
Your drained distain lies in retreat
Now I do not need to entreat
‘Cause now you’re ever here with me
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8. |
Summer
03:11
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I saw the leaves were changing long ago
But now I’m left here, alone to face the snow
Oh summer, summer, summer, where did you go?
Oh when you left you brought the autumn wind
And now I’m sitting here, chilled to my bones again
Oh summer, summer, summer, where did you go?
And now the frost has come to freeze my tears
To stop the music streaming in my frostbit ears
Oh summer, summer, summer, where did you go?
Sidewalks stretch beneath my weary feet,
As my shoes stomp a lonesome beat.
The winter’s come and all is covered with snow
Why won’t, oh why won’t your sunlight let me go?
So now I sit and watch the roses bloom
And I know soon you’ll emerge from your earthly tomb.
Oh summer, summer, summer, where did you go?
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9. |
Autumn
04:59
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Leaves flutter back home
Littering the ground with brown and pale gold
Gusts bellow but don’t warm the air
We don’t care, we don’t care, we don’t care, sing the sparrows
Days grow dimmer hour by hour
We wander through the twilight and embrace the darkness
There’s something so comforting in that frost coated wind
We grin, we grin as we walk down the path guided by the moonlight
Stars shine to guide our sight.
Clasped hands on a chilled fall night
The heat of passion combatting the cold
As the seasons change, as the seasons change.
Stars shine to guide our sight
Clasped hands on a chilled fall night
The heat of passion combatting the cold
As the seasons change, as the seasons change
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10. |
Lipstick
03:40
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Beautiful woman won’t you come over and speak to me?
You may not be a lover but you’re a wonderful friend I can see
Your cherry red lips brush your fingertips as you walk toward our table for two
There’s no one else I’d rather see my girl, it’s just you
Dressed to kill for the thrills, you’re a fashionista of the night
Your red Chanel, I can tell, will treat your woman right
I would wish to my fingertips that maybe one day I’ll find a girl like you
But for now I’m content to not repent with those lips red hue
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11. |
Opening Credits
00:43
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12. |
Reel #2
03:25
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I’m drivin around and all my friends are dead
Is this the truth or is it in my head?
Shall I document this tragic day
Is the cameras reel, real to me?
Should I run away or should I stay?
Shall I join in with this debauchery?
Oh how she screams just like a banshee
The breezy winds toss away their muffled sounds
As they roll around on the leafy ground
Their voices pound, pound, pound, pound
My humble face mask my malicious tastes
Oh mother, father what did you create?
Your love and kindness, only went so far
My frontal lobe, is my only scar
Now turning the wheel my pain squeals
Is he dead, is she dead, is he dead?
Is he dead, is she dead?
Is he dead, am I dead, am I dead?
Am I dead, am I dead?
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13. |
Lawrence
06:05
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You’re running around in circles
A prisoner of your own mind
The murky waves before you
Makes your conscience hard to find
You’re willing to drop your anchor
Hindered by the choppy restless sea.
It may seem as though you are drowning
But when you breathe you will be free
Spinning sand and spinning waves
The two consistencies begin to cave
Flowing together like your tandem thoughts
The muddled notions sink to naught
Hanging below the dunes
Spinning sand and spinning waves
The two consistencies begin to cave
Flowing together like your tandem thoughts
The muddled notions sink to naught
Rest and peace are coming soon
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Cicero & the Orations New York, New York
Cicero and the Orations was originally the brainchild of Tim Bustle and Ian McNally in the Summer of 2009. The current line- up formed in Summer of 2012, and has been playing gigs in and around the NYC area ever since. We attempt to create and experiment with a genre-defying "indie-folk-funk-rock" sound, and enjoy sharing it whenever we can. ... more
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