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earthlyframes
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white-training-data

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06_11
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Snare
Drums
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I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping.
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null
Taped Over
2023-03-14T00:00:00
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true
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Drums : The drums begin the song alone., [00:00.000]-[00:08.014] | Intro : A barrage of string instrument pelt the listener, [00:08.015]-[00:23.000] | Interlude 1 : 12 string and harpsichord play a psychedelic melody, [00:23.001]-[00:27.021] | Verse 1 : A strummy verse with banjo and mandolin accents, [00:27.022]-[01:01.015] | Chorus 1 : The lines end with a variation on taping over., [01:01.016]-[01:26.019] | Bridge : A brief instrumental bridge, [01:26.020]-[01:32.003] | Verse 2 : Another strummy verse, [01:32.004]-[01:54.002] | Chorus 2 : This chorus is much longer than the first, [01:54.003]-[02:19.020] | Interlude 2 : Another 12 string and harpsichord section, [02:19.021]-[02:29.011] | Outro : The song ends with all string instruments frantically picking before resting, defeated., [02:29.012]-[03:08.014]
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06_11
16
Vocals Main
null
RainbowPlayer.GABE
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I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping.
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06_11_16
112
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Forgotten
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Taped Over
2023-03-14T00:00:00
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true
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Drums : The drums begin the song alone., [00:00.000]-[00:08.014] | Intro : A barrage of string instrument pelt the listener, [00:08.015]-[00:23.000] | Interlude 1 : 12 string and harpsichord play a psychedelic melody, [00:23.001]-[00:27.021] | Verse 1 : A strummy verse with banjo and mandolin accents, [00:27.022]-[01:01.015] | Chorus 1 : The lines end with a variation on taping over., [01:01.016]-[01:26.019] | Bridge : A brief instrumental bridge, [01:26.020]-[01:32.003] | Verse 2 : Another strummy verse, [01:32.004]-[01:54.002] | Chorus 2 : This chorus is much longer than the first, [01:54.003]-[02:19.020] | Interlude 2 : Another 12 string and harpsichord section, [02:19.021]-[02:29.011] | Outro : The song ends with all string instruments frantically picking before resting, defeated., [02:29.012]-[03:08.014]
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06_11
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Double Vocals
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Drums : The drums begin the song alone., [00:00.000]-[00:08.014] | Intro : A barrage of string instrument pelt the listener, [00:08.015]-[00:23.000] | Interlude 1 : 12 string and harpsichord play a psychedelic melody, [00:23.001]-[00:27.021] | Verse 1 : A strummy verse with banjo and mandolin accents, [00:27.022]-[01:01.015] | Chorus 1 : The lines end with a variation on taping over., [01:01.016]-[01:26.019] | Bridge : A brief instrumental bridge, [01:26.020]-[01:32.003] | Verse 2 : Another strummy verse, [01:32.004]-[01:54.002] | Chorus 2 : This chorus is much longer than the first, [01:54.003]-[02:19.020] | Interlude 2 : Another 12 string and harpsichord section, [02:19.021]-[02:29.011] | Outro : The song ends with all string instruments frantically picking before resting, defeated., [02:29.012]-[03:08.014]
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06_11
2
Piano
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Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it.
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06_11_2
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Forgotten
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Taped Over
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Drums : The drums begin the song alone., [00:00.000]-[00:08.014] | Intro : A barrage of string instrument pelt the listener, [00:08.015]-[00:23.000] | Interlude 1 : 12 string and harpsichord play a psychedelic melody, [00:23.001]-[00:27.021] | Verse 1 : A strummy verse with banjo and mandolin accents, [00:27.022]-[01:01.015] | Chorus 1 : The lines end with a variation on taping over., [01:01.016]-[01:26.019] | Bridge : A brief instrumental bridge, [01:26.020]-[01:32.003] | Verse 2 : Another strummy verse, [01:32.004]-[01:54.002] | Chorus 2 : This chorus is much longer than the first, [01:54.003]-[02:19.020] | Interlude 2 : Another 12 string and harpsichord section, [02:19.021]-[02:29.011] | Outro : The song ends with all string instruments frantically picking before resting, defeated., [02:29.012]-[03:08.014]
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06_11_seg_0013_track_03
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06_11
3
Banjo
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RainbowPlayer.GABE
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Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it.
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Person
Forgotten
null
Taped Over
2023-03-14T00:00:00
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Drums : The drums begin the song alone., [00:00.000]-[00:08.014] | Intro : A barrage of string instrument pelt the listener, [00:08.015]-[00:23.000] | Interlude 1 : 12 string and harpsichord play a psychedelic melody, [00:23.001]-[00:27.021] | Verse 1 : A strummy verse with banjo and mandolin accents, [00:27.022]-[01:01.015] | Chorus 1 : The lines end with a variation on taping over., [01:01.016]-[01:26.019] | Bridge : A brief instrumental bridge, [01:26.020]-[01:32.003] | Verse 2 : Another strummy verse, [01:32.004]-[01:54.002] | Chorus 2 : This chorus is much longer than the first, [01:54.003]-[02:19.020] | Interlude 2 : Another 12 string and harpsichord section, [02:19.021]-[02:29.011] | Outro : The song ends with all string instruments frantically picking before resting, defeated., [02:29.012]-[03:08.014]
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06_11
4
Mandolin
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Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it.
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Person
Forgotten
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Taped Over
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Drums : The drums begin the song alone., [00:00.000]-[00:08.014] | Intro : A barrage of string instrument pelt the listener, [00:08.015]-[00:23.000] | Interlude 1 : 12 string and harpsichord play a psychedelic melody, [00:23.001]-[00:27.021] | Verse 1 : A strummy verse with banjo and mandolin accents, [00:27.022]-[01:01.015] | Chorus 1 : The lines end with a variation on taping over., [01:01.016]-[01:26.019] | Bridge : A brief instrumental bridge, [01:26.020]-[01:32.003] | Verse 2 : Another strummy verse, [01:32.004]-[01:54.002] | Chorus 2 : This chorus is much longer than the first, [01:54.003]-[02:19.020] | Interlude 2 : Another 12 string and harpsichord section, [02:19.021]-[02:29.011] | Outro : The song ends with all string instruments frantically picking before resting, defeated., [02:29.012]-[03:08.014]
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06_11
5
Acoustic Guitar
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Drums : The drums begin the song alone., [00:00.000]-[00:08.014] | Intro : A barrage of string instrument pelt the listener, [00:08.015]-[00:23.000] | Interlude 1 : 12 string and harpsichord play a psychedelic melody, [00:23.001]-[00:27.021] | Verse 1 : A strummy verse with banjo and mandolin accents, [00:27.022]-[01:01.015] | Chorus 1 : The lines end with a variation on taping over., [01:01.016]-[01:26.019] | Bridge : A brief instrumental bridge, [01:26.020]-[01:32.003] | Verse 2 : Another strummy verse, [01:32.004]-[01:54.002] | Chorus 2 : This chorus is much longer than the first, [01:54.003]-[02:19.020] | Interlude 2 : Another 12 string and harpsichord section, [02:19.021]-[02:29.011] | Outro : The song ends with all string instruments frantically picking before resting, defeated., [02:29.012]-[03:08.014]
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Drums : The drums begin the song alone., [00:00.000]-[00:08.014] | Intro : A barrage of string instrument pelt the listener, [00:08.015]-[00:23.000] | Interlude 1 : 12 string and harpsichord play a psychedelic melody, [00:23.001]-[00:27.021] | Verse 1 : A strummy verse with banjo and mandolin accents, [00:27.022]-[01:01.015] | Chorus 1 : The lines end with a variation on taping over., [01:01.016]-[01:26.019] | Bridge : A brief instrumental bridge, [01:26.020]-[01:32.003] | Verse 2 : Another strummy verse, [01:32.004]-[01:54.002] | Chorus 2 : This chorus is much longer than the first, [01:54.003]-[02:19.020] | Interlude 2 : Another 12 string and harpsichord section, [02:19.021]-[02:29.011] | Outro : The song ends with all string instruments frantically picking before resting, defeated., [02:29.012]-[03:08.014]
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Drums : The drums begin the song alone., [00:00.000]-[00:08.014] | Intro : A barrage of string instrument pelt the listener, [00:08.015]-[00:23.000] | Interlude 1 : 12 string and harpsichord play a psychedelic melody, [00:23.001]-[00:27.021] | Verse 1 : A strummy verse with banjo and mandolin accents, [00:27.022]-[01:01.015] | Chorus 1 : The lines end with a variation on taping over., [01:01.016]-[01:26.019] | Bridge : A brief instrumental bridge, [01:26.020]-[01:32.003] | Verse 2 : Another strummy verse, [01:32.004]-[01:54.002] | Chorus 2 : This chorus is much longer than the first, [01:54.003]-[02:19.020] | Interlude 2 : Another 12 string and harpsichord section, [02:19.021]-[02:29.011] | Outro : The song ends with all string instruments frantically picking before resting, defeated., [02:29.012]-[03:08.014]
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The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
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Pulling you back a mirror, a miniature that feeling you've left on the stove. It's all on the plaque, carved by mad milliners: a riddle you cannot decode. A sad lonely claque, they called you a pillager of finite fishes and loaves. Cassette on the ground, recorded while dreaming. The answers were there, but I taped over it. See that man on the ledge? You two could be brothers! Don't worry if he falls. They'll tape over it. Brain to the rack, hand to the sinister. A coin lost in the deep trove. How'd you lose track? Now just a mimicker, acting like it's something you chose. A plank to the head on the ship of Theseus. Hull marks obscured, they taped over them. I caught you on camera, you were supposed to be sleeping. Alibi still holds. We'll tape over it. Heroes come home, but wear out their welcome. One last parade. Ticker tape them all. Dailies in screening, 'switched out the actor, fixed with a splice, we'll tape over it. There's a hole in your story. Event out of sequence The timeline is shot. You'll tape over it.
Timesbold, discogs_id: 319016, Chris Gantry, discogs_id: 990239
frantic, cerebral, dizzying
folk rock, indie folk, art rock
06_11.lrc
With all these thoughts of alternate lives and timelines the horrid though came that we must override, tape over, our own experiences by choice, by collapsing the wave, or for self-preservation. What happens to the stories and lives lost? Dedicated to version 2.
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Pretty, little babies crawling from the stone
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Pretty, little babies crawling from the stone The world they used to know now gone Watch them run for shelter. Don't they know we'll keep them safe, encased, displaced, replaced? Got your invites and the semi-primes Looks like we missed the party, even the declines Pretty, little babies, you don't comprehend? How could the species meet this end? Watch them cry for answers. Don't they know we'll keep them safe, encased, displaced, erased? Watched your movies and we read your books Heard the echos when your planet shook You think in lines that are not so deep But we'll play together when you sleep But for now you are safe, encased, displaced, erased.
The Momes, discogs_id: 1416914, David Bowie, discogs_id: 10263, Tears for Fears, discogs_id: 19814
terrifying, nightmarish, sci-fi, dreamy, apocalyptic
art pop, experimental, art rock, post-rock, industrial rock, psychedelic rock
07_01.lrc
Aliens detect human kind and by the time they pay a visit we've blown ourselves up. The aliens reflect on our art and culture, trying to understand us through the wasteland we left behind. Perhaps they will keep us as pets?
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Verse 1 : Erie clavinet and a creepy vocal start the song., [00:00.000]-[00:29.019] | Chorus 1 : A driving, pulsating beat with gloomy vocoded backup vocals align to the alien subject matter., [00:29.020]-[00:59.002] | Verse 2 : The vocals return to the verse narrating as the alien surveyors, [00:59.003]-[01:13.018] | Abushnu, you’re breaking up : A broken Zoom call? Or resurrection ray?, [01:13.019]-[01:43.001] | Chorus 2 : The chorus returns, [01:43.002]-[02:12.009] | Verse 3 : The verse returns with more narrative, [02:12.010]-[02:41.016] | Check for dream state, baby. : A brief interlude - see if those humans are dreaming, [02:41.017]-[02:47.004] | Chorus 3 : During the final chorus the tone becomes more hypnotic and apocalyptic with the vocals reach new heights., [02:47.005]-[03:31.003] | Fallout : The instruments resonate although the song has stopped., [03:31.004]-[03:38.011] | A very special announcement : The song ends our first encoded infranym - a steganographic sound that hides a message in the audio., [03:38.012]-[03:40.007]
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