1. |
Sound The Alarm
04:32
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V1:
Sound the alarm for the kids on the street, tonight.
Lift up the lids on the lines that are left to write.
It's a drag when the cracks in the craft begin to show.
And I've had every chance to stick out my neck I know.
V2:
Sound the alarm in the halls of the great, tonight.
Wake up the walls with the call for a change of sides.
On the ones, we find out when the station's stasis fades.
Deed is done; time to reel and roll the cloth away.
Ch:
And it goes,
Oh, no, Oh, no.
Bridge:
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Security separates.
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Levy your golden gates.
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Empty your sails.
It's a long way down.
It's a long way down.
It's a long way, and we all fall down.
V3:
Sound the alarm, let it shatter the shells tonight.
Run off the rails if you're ready to take a ride.
All the rights you have left in the world won't wait, it's true.
So don't ask who the lucky one is when you know it's you.
Ch:
And it goes,
Oh, no, oh, no.
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2. |
Kaleidoscope
04:50
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Verse 1:
Watching the glass scatter and sparkle,
Tracing a path on the street.
Did you just laugh? Is it getting darker?
I hope we land on our feet.
Chorus:
In a flash-frame, we stand like statues over our past.
Pain won't let you let go.
Say goodbye.
Close your eyes.
Verse 2:
Don't hold your breath. Fill up your lungs with,
Whatever you can inhale.
All we've got left is concrete and context.
Don't tell me now we can't fail.
Chorus:
From the confines of such an ordinary life,
Time won't let you let go.
Say goodbye.
Close your eyes.
Close your eyes.
Verse 3:
The kaleidoscope world falls into focus,
Fractured, imperfect, unknown.
The kaleidoscope girl won't even notice.
Just one more turn, then we're home.
Chorus:
From a great height, every curve become a straight line.
Come on, let it go.
Say goodbye.
Close your eyes.
Close your eyes.
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3. |
Kids Intro
02:13
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Lyrics:
Tonight, you were wrestling with the tide.
And we tried, but the drink won't drown the drive.
So we slide into sin, draw the dirt to our skin.
And it dries, but we cratered it, we cratered it.
And I think kids will have a blast probing the heavens,
With arms outstretched toward the brightest stars.
Kids will have a blast probing the heavens.
So come on, kids, come on. Kids, come on.
Kids, come on.
Hold your penance like a vice,
Let it lay you down.
Hold your penance like a vice,
Let your numbers come around.
There's a weight, and you wear it so well,
You wear it so damn well.
Flare and fade, and we'll live to tell,
Yeah, we'll live to tell it someday,
When the scars begin to wane.
We could trade, on our savvy to be saved.
But we'll stay, and we'll know what it is to let go.
Wide awake, with our weathered fists, oh, our weathered fists upraised.
And kids will have a blast probing the heavens,
And we'll be waiting on the other side.
Kids will have a blast probing the heavens,
So, come on. Kids, come on. Kids, come on. Kids, come on.
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5. |
I'm a Receiver
03:06
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Wake up! The sky is falling but your sister's calling on the landlocked line.
Tell her you missed the magic with your lids still sagging over bloodshot eyes.
So, go on! The clock's been ticking. There's no point in sticking to your pretty plan.
Turn in your telepathic trip and let the status slip right through your hands.
Cessation remains unswayed.
The signal could not be saved.
But everything comes in waves,
And I'm a receiver.
The days have all greyed and gone.
But still, stationary, strong,
You're letting your light grow long.
And I'm a receiver
Come through! The system's shaking to the beat you're breaking open in your head.
Shake off this real reflection. Practice makes projection, so the siren said.
If static has run astray,
Direction is worth its weight,
But the edges are unafraid,
And I"m a receiver.
Conclusions fall in foregone,
But the pattern is still undrawn,
Now they're selling it for a song,
And I'm a receiver.
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6. |
Monologues
07:48
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V1:
Are you listening at all?
I'm seeing faces form in the glare from the spotlight.
I feel my voice about to fall when the static clears.
Thanks for your time.
V2:
Are you listening at all?
There's just an empty seat where I'm sending my messages.
And there's no curtain or applause in the aftermath.
So this is what it's like when you fall.
Pre-chorus:
Oh, but nothing's changed.
Chorus:
Who are you talking to?
Who are you talking to?
Who are you talking to?
I can't hear you.
Bridge:
So much for going home today.
I hang my best coat on every little thing you say.
V3:
Are you listening at all?
I can't keep making excuses for gaps in the scenery.
And there's no tearing down the wall with a picture and one minute's mind.
It may fall,
Pre-chorus:
Oh, but nothing's changed.
Chorus:
Chorus:
Who are you talking to?
Who are you talking to?
Who are you talking to?
I can't hear you.
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7. |
Message From Zero
04:28
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Message from zero, coming through quite clear.
There's nothing here to reload.
That holy sound rings all around.
It gets me down, oh whoa-oh.
But I know,
You are the star.
You are the only one.
You are the star.
So take a fall.
This outcome strikes me as quite unlikely.
It's just not like me to be slow.
Sensation's waiting. The decade's fading.
Lost and translating from a stone.
And I know,
You are the star.
You are the only one.
You are the star.
So take a fall.
When everybody knows your name.
You're just a little out of frame.
And all at once you know your place.
Trapped in imaginary grace.
If everybody could be somebody,
There'd be nobody to lay low.
Am I excited, or just shortsighted?
I'd be delighted to let go.
And I know,
You are the star.
You are the only one.
You are the star.
So take a fall.
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SUPERMAJOR New York, New York
LIJE was released June 2nd 2014 at Pianos by:
Adam Swiderski - Guitar, Vocals
Sarah Engelke -
Keytar, Vocals
Jamie Zillitto - Bass
Brian Bair - Drums
Yea Bin Diana Oh - Vocals
Creators of LIJE
Brooke Tarnoff - Vocals
Patrick Malone - Bass
Brian Bair - Drums
Adam Swiderski - Guitar, Vocals
Sarah Engelke - Keytar, Vocals
Chris Kaye - Guitar
Alan J Camlet -Mastermix
John Gideon Grossman -Recording
... more
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