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Intro
00:39
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2. |
Big Salt
02:26
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Maybe we should paint the city
And then we could face the world
A wheel can offer you a spoke's view
I can hold you like a child
Order me a black coffee
You already showed your cards
Weathers really rolling in now
Will you hold me like a child?
My thoughts and prayers are so easy
I just put them on the web
You should see all of them dancing
Try to count all of the dead
Baby, you've made it in the city
Why did you come to this little town?
You've seen the planets from your building
I want to hold you in my arms
My thoughts and prayers are so easy
I just put them on the web
You should see all of them dancing
Try to count all of the dead
We made a mess out of the back seat
Should we go? Call it a night?
I've never met someone as patient
Hold me close so can hide
My thoughts and prayers are so easy
I just put them on the web
You should see all of them dancing
Try to count all of the dead
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“Route like a mountain on wheels”
Scatter, chatter I'm all out of brain
Silver sensor you’re a senior thinker
She’ll push you over, she’ll bend the pain
Smoking inside
Driving too fast
Loosen the grip
Tighten the grasp
Fucking for fame
Nothing beats fame
Throw out the books and
Flush down the sand
Ahead of the sun, I rise
Behind the the times, surprise
That old headless serpent's spine
And certain signs
That old high
Operation “This is Only the End”
Hazy game, lazy King out of cards
Make a living, turn a dent to a hole
She’ll cage a baby, she’ll make it last
Smoking inside
Driving too fast
Loosen the grip
Tighten the grasp
Fucking for fame
Nothing beats fame
Throw out the books and
Flush down the sand
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4. |
String Caught Fish
03:37
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Hiding in the sun
Light and dark rings of a tree
Tell us how long we have
Even that’s not the whole story
You don’t know what people carry
No, you don't know
A string caught fish
I’m bad with money
I'm even worst with wine
Oh, and I guess I’m grower older
But further from the line
You don’t know what people carry
No, you don't know
And isn't it taxing to have such crystal perception?
Wipe your mouth and gun
Clean out your memories
Trust us, you'll just love it here
Until you decide to leave
You don’t know what people carry
No, you don't know
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5. |
Ruster
02:26
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Scrape your knee, it's a gateway
I see you thinking and baby, please don't go
I'm walking back to the hotel
You're probably thinking you know now
Set the stage, it's jetway
I'm fucking sick of the flag boys, move along
I see myself in the window, screen time
Hide away in the woods then soak it in
Kerosene, caffeine
A ruster, a baracks
Under weight of stones
To muster, to manage
Can't find the tide
So professional sounding
Your choice, your dime
Just stick to the Prodrin
Kathleen
I've made good on my promise
Ships don't sink
When throw out the prophets
And the paints not dry
Blend and bleed in the process
Uncross your arms
Teach my daughter the logic
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6. |
Stiff Neck
02:16
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We're star-watching all night, stiff necks
This months half way over
Writing a century old book that someone handed me last night
Do you finish the last page or do you throw it away?
Just throw it away
Stacking the sensory load
That someone's me, and I'm alright
Where do you finish your drink?
When you know that you might sink
You look a million years old
Like a Floridian toothache
How can you find your way home?
With a grenade and a hand break
Stacking the sensory load
The money's gone in just one night
Where do you finish your drink?
When you know that you might sink
I didn't even notice my own resentment
I saw it, I guess, as what you owed me
Now, the bullet's through the credit card
And, it's sad 'cause you don't really know me
Stacking the sensory load
That someone's me and I'm alright
Where do you finish your drink?
When you know that you might sink
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Driftwood & Sand
04:23
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Outlast us, those standing thin
Our time was falling well behind
The tins full of tar and easy lessons
And I'm bound to the rail again
They ask us bright-eyed, and dead
"Where were you when the sky burned?"
Bear trappers
Driftwood and sand
Been crawling along all day
"I'd really rather not talk about this now"
Grow up, glow lighter
She walks on her words
I won't know Avalon
No we don't listen
Her sounds, her breath, the depth of her oceans
Out lasted, braver when I'm dead
I think only of us
Takes two forms, Polynesian blessings
And I'm bound to the rails again
They ask us, but no one spoke
"Is this a painting of you?"
Born naked, driftwood and sand
But I'm stone well before clay
"I’d be a fool to turn away or look down"
Grow up, glow lighter
She walks on her words
I won't know Avalon
No we don't listen
Her sounds, her breath, the depth of her oceans
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8. |
Unwind
03:46
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I found a way to escape
Or vanish all together
Then April came
In a Savannah square
Phone in hand
Southern oaks and shadows, I was warm
There must be fools like us then
Following the river though we can swim
Another reason I hate the cold
Worry not, just drive, my racing mind
Try to unwind
Chipping dry, red and gray
Underneath a moment
There was calm
I took the keys
Through two red lights
A different sort of taken, but I was warned
There must be fools like us then
Following the river though we can swim
Another reason I hate the norm
Worry not, just coast, my racing mind
Try to unwind
1782, bones are good
The three of you
My light
Our lake away, a mountain view
Embers echo solstice you and I
I know there's fools like us then
Following the river though we can swim
Another reason, a second heart
Worry not, just smile, my racing mind
Try to unwind
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9. |
You're a Prism
03:50
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Indigo child
You were sent here to shake up our modern ways, weren't you?
Headstrong
You're an old soul, Indigo boy
Gifted and glowin'
Your rebellion
A real change-maker, aren't ya?
Cosmic
You're a hot shot the way you just nurture and blame
It must come with it's own darkness
Can you feel?
Is it constant?
Does it ground you?
All around you
Into the charge
The electric life force, temple of blue
Have you stillness?
You're a secret, my Indigo girl
Gritty and brilliant
Your dimension: a black endless prison of truth, ain't it?
Stoic
You're a prism dancing 'round in the dark
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10. |
Short Novel
02:13
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Maybe you were wrong
When you told me that you couldn't even see me
In the dark, I'm alone
Fill the cart, scroll along
I'm the art, I'm the season; there's an arch
You're the reason
All the parts click together
There's a thought, yeah
Quick division of the guards
Inner vision vintage charm
Deeper beauty in the odd
Temper temper up in arms
Baby, I was wrong
When I told you that I couldn't even see you
In dark just with stars
Kill the lights it's a start, yeah
Steady buzz of flies, I'm told
Go and get your telescope
Yellow eyes, and dress coats
A pleasant day to drift
Maybe you were wrong
When you told me that you couldn't even see me
In the dark, I'm the art
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Sensible Antenna Portland, Maine
Sensible Antenna is the moniker of Portland Maine artist Nate Tower, and serves as the platform for his self-titled debut
album, due to be released on February 5, 2021 on Side Pipe Records.
The project draws inspiration from a wide spectrum of garage-ridden flavors, landing firmly within the neo-apocalyptic, loungy-fuzzcore, moderate-podcast-rock genre.
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