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[ti:Clouds] |
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[ar:Elliott Smith] |
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[al:Live At Largo] |
| [00:29.14] |
Molecules dissipate, |
| [00:32.93] |
Disperse & recoagulate. |
| [00:36.85] |
Breathing in & out, |
| [00:39.95] |
There is nothing more. |
| [00:44.28] |
I am mist, you are steam |
| [00:47.87] |
We are clouds. |
| [00:51.02] |
We are drifting away, |
| [00:55.32] |
Drifting away. |
| [01:02.74] |
In one of many heavens, |
| [01:06.23] |
Blue light prevails. |
| [01:09.66] |
We dream perfect music, |
| [01:13.11] |
We hang from our tails. |
| [01:17.13] |
In one of many hells, |
| [01:20.72] |
We sharpen up our horns, |
| [01:24.49] |
Plotting our revenge while, |
| [01:28.08] |
By waiting to be born. |
| [02:00.11] |
Particles of light & particles of matter, |
| [02:07.25] |
Come together for an instant, then scatter. |
