(I'm scared)
Eleven hours till the electric arcs
(I'm scared)
Send scorches through the sky
(I'm scared)
Than the whole earth opens wide
And I »
The Greener Grass Arrows & Anchors
by Fair to Midland
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Holy arcs tracked in the dark
The more I see, the less I look
Here's another name I took
Listen! In the early morning air
The remnants of their »
Is This Where You Live Of Skins and Heart
by The Church
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Sensory impulses commanding us
Still we're aware of its center
Structuring thoughts from a blurry muss
With the analogy of electricity to enter »
A Microscopical Macrocosm The Focusing Blur
by Vintersorg
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with scissors through the city fair or situate the nuzzle with the subtle art of splitting hairs, double park the shuttle, some will arc the funneled »
Citronella None Shall Pass
by Aesop Rock
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