1. |
Broken Parts
03:28
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I need lots of medicine
For these broken parts within
Here I sit and there you stand
I'm being honest as I can
Read the books all of them
On the subject
Studied it practiced it
Got most of it
Oo-oo-oo let me
Help you help me
Oo-oo-oo let me
Help you help me
Oo-oo Oo-oo-oo
I know these edges are a bit rough
Below the canopy
But one favor's all I need
Just some sunlight for the seed
Read the books all of them
On the subject
Studied it practiced it
Got most of it
Oo-oo-oo let me
Help you help me
Oo-oo-oo let me
Help you help me
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2. |
Kita City
03:25
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I wake up to familiar pain
Squeaky boots under the rain
This briefcase is my only face
I can barely hear the train
It’s the only thing I know
But it’s the only thing I know
It’s the only thing I know
But it’s the only thing I know
Trees blossom as they fly by me
Are they crying for my soul?
Tall buildings reflect off the street
Do they rise up or sink below?
It’s the only thing I know
But it’s the only thing I know
It’s the only thing I know
But it’s the only thing I know
It’s the only thing I know
But it’s the only thing I know
It’s the only thing I know
But it’s the only thing I know
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3. |
Low Flame
03:43
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Cooking on a low flame
Patience in the slow lane
Moving on the map eventually
Save me from a blue screen
Make me up a new scene
Spinning like a beach ball, endlessly
Acting on a green screen
I just want to be seen
peering thru the fog is all I see
Following all my instincts all the time
But it betrays me, says I’m doing fine
Asking for some honesty
Asking for a friend, you see
Tell me have I lost my mind
Am I too late or I got some time?
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4. |
Helen's Song
03:58
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Jewels they cling to me
Hanging like pendulums
Loops and rings circle me
As do the years
Waiting here underneath patterns of yesterday
Through my glass watch the ice
As it disappears
This peeling paper falls like the season
Somehow these walls still hold up the ceiling
Closeups they cut away
Keep it in cut you down
Will this meal cook above smoldering sand?
Waiting here draped in these habits of yesterday
Through my glass scan the sea
Looking for the land
This peeling paper falls like the season
Somehow these walls still hold up the ceiling
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5. |
Tacoma Narrows
04:31
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In a very strong wind
And an oscillation
Like a child on a swing
Or the sand that can sing
All you need is just a shove
And now the ground is up above
The wrong box I open on my shelf
Balance is lost all by myself
I hear balance resides inside my ear
If this is true, I guess I hear you
In a very strong wind
And an oscillation
Like a child on a swing
Or the sand that can sing
All you need is just a shove
And now the ground is up above
I hold on to the train but my mind’s a blur
What can I say to change your word, change your word
The day before the road was still in place
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What did I drop?
What did I drop, what did I drop?
What did I drop?
What did I drop, what did I drop?
I checked my pocket for a hole
I asked my roommate if he stole
Empty stain inside my fridge
Scratched myself, but I got no itch
I know not what, I know not when
I must have lost my mind again
What did I drop?
What did I drop, what did I drop?
What did I drop?
What did I drop, what did I drop?
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Point Lobo Los Angeles, California
Point Lobo makes the cinematic synthpop/post-punk soundtrack to the fever dream you had after a late night anime binge. Point Lobo has composed & produced music for Comedy Central, Adult Swim, Hulu, RocketJump, as well as scored feature films, documentaries, and podcasts. As a drummer, Point Lobo has played for artists from hip hop legends The Pharcyde to soul legend Syl Johnson. ... more
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