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Clouds Of Scattered Noise

Clouds of Scattered Noise
  • Stylish Little Me

    Try to follow me now.
    Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
    Repulsive but stylish little me.

    Try to follow me now.
    Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
    Elusive and unrefined
    Try to grab my attention.
    Try to level, I'll sink through the floor.
    Repulsive but stylish little me.

    Remember the plans you tried to make?
    A spotless glassy penthouse
    built on flimsy stacks of shake
    Go on and gather the pieces that remain.
    A tribute to your able body
    Your gift to play the game

    Try to follow me now.
    Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
    Elusive and unrefined
    Try to grab my attention.
    Try to level, I'll sink through the floor.
    Repulsive but stylish little me.

    Remember the dream you tried to find?
    Halted in its footsteps,
    but forever in your mind
    Gravity pulls us toward the floor.
    Go on and take another footstep,
    and open up another door.

    Try to follow me now.
    Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
    Elusive and unrefined
    Try to grab my attention.
    Try to level, I'll sink through the floor.
    Repulsive but stylish little me.

    Try to follow me now.
    Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
    Elusive and unrefined
    Try to grab my attention.
    Try to level, I'll sink through the floor.
    Repulsive but stylish little me.

    Try to follow me now.
    Try to catch me I'll slither right out.
    Elusive and unrefined
    Try to grab my attention.
    Try to level, I'll sink through the floor.
    Repulsive but stylish little me.

  • Alive (On Fire)

    The air outside is breathing.
    Oh yea, you know that you can feel it too.
    Don't you?

    We make our vision like a mirror,
    and see forever forward while we sing.

    Tonight we stand under the canvas,
    with hands held high we'll never let them down.
    That's why we feel. . .

    Alive, on fire
    We stare.
    Oh can you see
    our eyes?
    Burn white
    So wild
    We sing your name.

    I disappear into the crowd.
    The noise will drift below me as I sing.

    My lonely voice is reaching to you,
    alone. It rattles round inside your head.
    That's why I feel. . .

    Alive, on fire
    We stare.
    Oh can you see
    our eyes?
    Burn white
    So wild
    We sing your name.

    Alive, on fire
    We stare.
    Oh can you see
    our eyes?
    Burn white
    So wild
    We sing your name.

  • Time Stops

    In this moment,
    time stops.
    An eye is upon me,
    but I can't see you.

    There's something here
    between the air,
    I'll never understand.
    It's moving right through us
    and never ends.

    Maybe that's why
    we're standing right here,
    spinning around and around,
    calculating everything that all comes out just the same.
    Breathing in, breathing out.

    Breathing in
    Breathing out

    In this moment,
    time stops.
    The lights, they go out
    for all of us.
    for all of us.
    for all of us.
    for all of us.

  • For Me

    Plant your bare feet right here in the grass.
    The moment flows through you. The moments, they pass.
    Feel the cold, the cool, the freezing breezy night.
    My words are a way for me to get inside you.

    For me to get inside you.
    For me

    Open you up, you run in an empty field
    and every blade beneath you feels so real.
    But who am I to watch? Yea, who am I to care at all?
    My words are a way for me to get inside your head.

    For me to get inside your head.
    For me

    For me to get inside you.
    For me

  • Fakey

    I pull my shades over
    my eyes, my windows too.
    The sky is a hazy dream now.
    A memory in the frozen water (the frozen water)

    So what is the message here?
    The song that you're trying to send me
    The notes in the frigid swirling air
    The light that's hiding all around me

    I listen on bated foggy breath.
    I see you in glimpses.
    I see you in hazy dreams.
    A memory in the frozen water (the frozen water)

    And where were you
    before the sky fell down on me?

    The pillars are marching together.
    The last gaps are all flashing their colors.
    Swim while you can through the smoke screen.
    Before we are trapped in the frozen water (the frozen water)

    And where were you
    before the sky fell down on me?
    And where were you
    the day that they finally pulled their curtains to the side?
    Let us in we cry.

    Into the frozen water (the frozen water)

  • All Of My Friends

    Four walls and a window, you love
    your white little box.
    Peer out your window at all those
    creatures on the sidewalk.
    Well, how does my face look
    backlit and complacent?
    Paint a sunny picture
    drawn up in a basement.

    Would you please sign your name
    inside our white little box?
    Press this button here for fame.
    Press this button for a new thought.
    And, what a perfect reminder
    in full flashing color.
    Just some neat little shapes
    to keep your worries all in order.

    And they say that you've just about made it.
    The light at the end is so clear it's causing your picture to bend.
    You say "I'm not alone. I've got my white little box, and now
    all of my friends are at the tip of my finger!"

    Now if you go out there, a box in your pocket.
    A living reminder, electrical prophet.
    And if the sun should set, you're likely to forget it.
    Little box will call the tune, as long as you will let it.

    And they say that you've just about made it.
    The light at the end is so clear it's causing your picture to bend.
    You say "I'm not alone. I've got my white little box, and now
    all of my friends are at the tip of my finger!"

    "All of my friends are at the tip of my finger!"
    "All of my friends!"
    "All of my friends are at the tip of my finger!"
    "All of my friends!"
    "All of my friends!"
    "All of my friends are at the tip of my finger!"

    All of my friends.
    All of my friends.
    All of my friends.

  • A Dream Like Mine

    Put your fears aside.
    Break through the edges.
    Take back your breath and blood.
    Don't look back they say
    or all you have will just be lost again.

    You try to hold it all
    but it slips through your fingers.
    It slips through your fingers,
    and now you carry nothing as
    you disappear between the air.

    Where have you gone to?

    How could you have known
    a shadow crept behind you,
    watching your feet fall,
    haunting every footstep
    a whisper from inside your head?

    You try to hold it all
    but it slips through your fingers,
    like so much water.
    Leave it right below you as
    you disappear into the air.

    Where have you gone to?

    So weightless
    This dream of mine
    So timeless
    between thin air.

    Where have you gone to?

    So weightless
    This dream of mine
    So timeless
    between thin air.

    So weightless
    This dream like mine
    So timeless
    between thin air.

  • You Got It

    Like a light from their eyes,
    shine through your skylights.
    It's just another free ride
    right to the finish line.
    If you're feeling electric,
    choke on this chill pill.
    If you feel like an animal,
    you better believe me.

    There’s a storm on the television.
    you want it, you got it.
    Like a gun underground,
    you want it you bought it.
    Keep a string on your finger.
    You want it, you got it.
    There's some blood in your eyes
    that leaves you lost and blind.

    You're so blind!

    With a gun in their hands
    they’re ten feet taller.
    Keep a string on your finger
    help you to remember.
    If you want it right now
    You want it you got it
    Climb on under their finger
    so you can feel safe and sound.

    With the sun in your eyes, they
    lead you around the room.
    Keep a string on the finger
    helping you to remember.
    If you want it right now
    you want it, you got it.
    If you feel like an animal
    you better bite back.

    There's a buzz on the radio.
    You want it, you got it,
    like a gun in the hand
    shot through your memory.
    There's a step on the sidewalk,
    a friendly follower.
    There’s some blood in your eyes
    so you better believe me.

    You better believe me.
    You better believe.
    You better believe.
    You better believe.
    You better believe me.
    You better believe.
    You better believe.
    You better believe.
    You better believe me.

    You're so blind.
    You're so blind.

  • Upstairs

    Look at your faces, blooming inside.
    Hover in places all of us tend to hide.
    Blossoms in your skull are reaching for the sun,
    Knowing that the evening passes over everyone.

    Lift up your head from under the surface.
    See what you see when you see from upstairs.
    Lift up your head from under the surface.
    See what you see.

    Lift up your eyes from writing on the ground.
    Don't trip over their lies. Drown away their constant sound.
    Shoots grow from your fingers, reaching for the sun,
    Knowing that the morning rises over everyone.

    Lift up your head from under the surface.
    See what you see when you see from upstairs.

    Climb. Keep climbing,
    knowing that the evening passes over everyone.
    Climb. Keep climbing,
    knowing that the morning rises over everyone.
    Climb. Keep climbing,
    knowing that the evening passes over everyone.
    Climb. Keep climbing,
    knowing that the morning rises over every last one.

  • Floating In Airwaves

    Welcome to the end,
    the meeting of all paths,
    where we have been breathing
    our first and very last.

    Though our eyelids are falling,
    we see through the shadows.
    Floating in airwaves
    Beating inside your chest

    We are designing an echo
    to ring around your homes.
    a circle expanding
    as we are losing our control
    Our voices grow tired
    of waking and sleeping.
    floating in airwaves
    beating inside your chest

    Your chest rises
    as ours become still.

    We disappear forever,
    but live in electric signals,
    and now we breath inside you
    in clouds of scattered noise.
    We walk in your pathways
    We feel just the same way
    We're floating in airwaves,
    beating inside your chest.
    Floating in Airwaves

    Your chest rises as ours become still.

    as ours become still

    as ours become still

    as ours become

    still

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