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Through Blue To Black
03:41
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Light Spirals
03:31
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Wait for the call stood by the phone, turn over the glass
Empty your pockets full of sand for it is a waster
The light spirals burn a hole in the back of my head
And when the call comes do not speak
The static will cut you off
Fruits of silent protest burn away at the flesh
Holding back your fears to know this
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Glazed
04:25
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Take me somewhere new, somewhere you knew
Show me something out of this world
The stars and the sun will revolve through our heads
So please won't you show me?
Show me something new, somewhere you knew
And break me open, see what comes out
I'm sure there will be not that much to see inside of me
And everything is all just part of everything with which we grew
So please won't you show me?
Show me something new, somewhere you knew
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4. |
Now You And I Are Quits
04:28
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And he stands in the corner of the room
With nothing on his face
There's something he wants to say
But he's just got to leave that place
And he won't
He never will
He cannot
Would make him ill
He stands there still
Waiting for someone to take his breath away
And now we've come to this
And we'll have ourselves stay indoors
And lock us up or burn us down or tie us in chains
There's nothing here except empty names and faces
And break his foot and he won't walk
A gash to his face
I stood there in the corner of the room
And I watched them break you
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5. |
Fusion
05:54
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6. |
Song For July
06:26
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I've washed the white walls of everything they've ever known and now the screens are blank
The canvas is fresh to start again
And the streets are empty
The artists are strung up and drunk
So who'll be creating?
The seeds are sown where no plants grow
Today is a new day for all time
We will break down the walls
Today is a new day for all time
The canvas is fresh to start again
And the streets are empty
The artists are strung up and drunk
So who'll be creating?
The seeds are sown where no plants grow
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7. |
Help, But Then Don't
03:12
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Follow me to the hole inside my soul
Bury me with you
Between us two you will find that...
You don't know me at all
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8. |
Fission
03:16
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I've searched every wall
Every room
Checked every door
Smashed every window
They'll find us out
So pass the glass and we'll all drink our fill
And they found me burning my way out of the back room
Everyone else has sold their way to the centre
But I'm buying my way out
And I found my way out in the blue hour...
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9. |
Blue Hour
07:16
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Hello, is anyone there?
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Panic Office Weston Super Mare, UK
Panic Office formed around Cheddar with various members coming and going. Then in 2007, with a stable line-up, Panic Office released their début album 'Ghost Music'. A blend of prog-rock, paranoid metal and icy experimentalism it was a work beyond their years. So it took four years to catch up with themselves and release their intense, spacious and intricate follow up 'Blue Hour'. ... more
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