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Trust the Robots

by Vincent Hand

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Keeping low Keeping clean Every year something dies Yes it's no Grin and fall Lose your face Splitting heads Go to flame Something dies Go to war Lose your face Yes it's no Grin and fall Lose your face Splitting heads
2.
Your'e the one You closed the door Sweet ambition A broken promise Through the forest Across the water We're gonna lose it Into the winter You've got a lot to learn I'm sleeping in your room There's nowhere left to turn There's nothing to exhume I'm not about to be A ruse to keep you warm I'm rowing sanity I'm rowing in a war You're the dream You had ambition You make a promise I close the door
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Halfway Home 02:20
Going out walking in the snow I'm tired of walking in a hole I'm breathing slow, and breathing cold And breathing slow and halfway home Broken birds everywhere They're tired of fighting for the air They're singing slow, and singing cold And breathing slow and halfway home I told you I'd never lose the way I fell in the snow, lost the way I'm sorry Girls in the streets, their heads bowed down Their eyes have fallen on the ground Like tumbling snow, like catching old Communicable They're halfway home
4.
Notions 05:02
She'll go down to shore Open all the doors Things we've said before Say them all once more Saying oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. She's got friends in Maine Going to the beach Skies and fails are blue Always they'll feel new Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. He's gone paranoid All the things they're doing Things he'll have to say Things he can't explain Pouring over dreams Things that we can't see He'll go back to work All good things rehearsed. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Singing down the shore Opened all the doors Songs we've sung before Sing them all once more Singing oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
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Coming home into our bubble Coming home, but something's wrong Hiding underneath the covers Sleeping on our favorite rug Does she know that I'm in trouble Does she know that something's wrong Does she live with her own sorrow Or despair the things she's done When I'm gone, does she feel heavy Or is she glad to be alone Is there something I could tell her By the window in the sun Does she know that I'm in trouble Does she know that I'm not strong Does she live with her own sorrow Or despair the things she's done Is there something I could tell her Something she could understand Does she stow away emotions Hide away, just like her man Does she know that I'm in trouble Does she know that I'm not strong Does she live with her own sorrow Or despair the things she's done
6.
Just Low 04:17
I'm mad alone I've made a tomb my home I'm all about going around Around, around, around But now you're out, and I'm around Not hot, not cold, just low We had the rain and walked away We had it all, the rain Throw it away, and throw it away I threw it all away I'm mad alone, I've made a tomb my home I've made a tomb my home I'm mad, a tomb, my home
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Square Zero 03:36
And I am an experiment in Things you could never put your hand in All of the darkest places in your mind I am a closet spirit and I'll Start over with square zero with the Things in my hands that have no meaning When you won't call and never hear me And I am an experiment in Things you could never put your fingers All of the bluest places in your mind I am a closet spirit and I'll Start over with square zero with the Things in my hands that have no meaning When you won't call and never hear me And I am an experiment in Things you could never put the words in All of the deepest places in your mind I am a closet spirit and I'll Start over with square zero and the Things in my hands that have no meaning When you won't call and never hear me

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released January 1, 2009

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