Darlingside Extralife Lyrics

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1 Darlingside Extralife Lyrics Extralife It's over now The flag is sunk The world has flattened out Under the underground I've always found A level further down As I begin to lose hold of The fiery flowerbeds above Mushroom clouds reset the sky Extralife In the only game I ever play I am the ageless one Another hunted bird An arcade word A living machine love There must be something I ve lost sight of Starfree extradimensional Superconductor up in the sky Extralife Singularity Someday a shooting star is gonna shoot me down Burn these high-rises back into a ghost town Of iridium-white clouds Matted close against the ground While the sky hangs empty as a frame See the reddening horizon line Feel the planets pulling on the spacetime

2 All the way down Somerset I take pictures of cement For the history books on Mother Earth To the west now it begins In the sound waves in the wind There is an echo going by me Of the mountains caving in And the potted roads and I Knew that one day we would die And become smooth and whole again Like the ash that sweeps the sky There's holy water lying in the crater well Heavy metals, high-test gasoline Blessed singularity A telescoping memory Where the sky still flickers through the leaves Futures A futuremoment disappears A futureringing in my ear I hear her calling, calling Calling me I hear Radio futurewaves transmit My futuremrs President and she Tries to tell me It s not ever too late Through futureforests in the sea My futuredog is walking me I hear him calling, calling From deep within the Thermocene Bikini snow burns like acetylene Under our feet It s not ever too late The futuredawning of the day It s never here and never goes away It s not ever too late

3 Hold Your Head Up High How it rambles round the moon A let-go-of balloon Nothing is forever, everything is soon And my father as he stands A perfect cartoon man Heavy-sighed and open-eyed, I heard him speak Hold your head up high Rise it up, it s fine to rain A time will come again And misery s no rest for weary gentlemen See the humankind is you Like all the rest down to The scratches on the album that you re singing to Hold your head up high Through the light and through the shadow I won t wait it out Hold your head up high Biting clovers in the lawn A solitary fawn Underground the new life thunders up and on Eschaton You, me, the Young Turks by the BU Bridge All of the lines are fixed We need to remember what happens, if We don't write it who will? Time, look at the time And what we used to be Signs, what are the signs? Nobody here still reads I hear the eschaton I see our stripes on floating ground No matter what we ve been, we are the upshot now

4 They re making martyrs out of tennis stars Did you think they were ours? There s something in the water, byzantine And everyone s downstream Time, they own all the time And what we used to be Signs, look at the signs Tell me what you believe I hear the eschaton I see our stripes on floating ground No matter what we ve been, we are the upshot now Old Friend Old friend I Think of you still sometimes Sure as the oak is bending into the light You and I Looked for a compromise When you said did I not believe in your heaven? Old friend I Think of you still sometimes Sure as the river bends Sure as the river bending into the light Lindisfarne Back on the growing line you were fine Living a lone life on the vine Enter the stranger s arm, Lindisfarne Who has the keys, why don t we fight in the car? Always see you through me I thought I knew I guess a handle on anything isn t a thing At least not for long Try it again again like old men Manet, Degas, let s keep the pin in the pen Always see you through me I thought I knew

5 Always see me through you I thought I knew The mountain-seeming way waiting lay opposite me You look it right in the face Always see you through me I thought I knew Always see me through you I thought I knew The Rabbit And The Pointed Gun Hide away, the storm s about to break All of the branches shake And the trail of Colorado comes awake Fair enough, it took me by surprise Just like the sun in my eyes And I falter on the step before the lake The thunder and the swallows dive Right then I almost cried out And the brush grows over, and the boot sinks in Ground is underwater, water s under wind The rabbit and the pointed gun I held them both in the sun And I walked back home after the storm was done Indian Orchard Road Something is waking on Indian Orchard Blaze after blaze through the woods along the road Dragonfly dawn Day gaining on Shadows that lift off the bloom and the velvet White gravel, crabapples black under the buzz Shallow tracks switchback up to the spillway Steady the silver line up into the sun Shapes on the lawn What s waking on Indian Orchard Road? Something has changed since the very beginning

6 Bird in the bath making ghosts out of the blue Melting field of angels in cool water Cannonball through it all, I m missing you Hang glider dawn I m hanging on to Indian Orchard Road Something is setting on Indian Orchard Making its way through the timber woods alone Indian Orchard Road Rita Hayworth Crash course American dark horse Starfire Red in a colorless sea Checkmate Incontestable mandate Oh I want to know what it s like to be loved Like a heartbeat Coco Chanel, Rita Hayworth Mae West, Elizabeth Taylor Orion Santa Fe awake in the dark Look at how uneasy you are Curtains to the edges at night The street is full of thunder and light Sink into the infinite time Trace it to the belt of Orion And elbow out into the unknown Everything in motion s a domino Go, are we gonna go? The paint is peeling off of a dream The pool is draining into the sea Tomorrow is beginning to take An equal and an opposite shape

7 The beach is just a line in the sand The tide is in the palm of your hand It's looking like the start or the end Either way ahead is around the bend Go, are we gonna go? Best Of The Best Of Times When the world speaks It rattles to me like an antique Or maybe it rings Like an old bell Wishing us some kind of farewell A wave in the window A beacon The battened-down end of a season Lullaby blue It is two doves Shot in the heat of the summer And truer than words We re a long way from the best of the best of times There s a broken Clock tower out in the ocean Holding me under The table Tipping me down like a cradle Drowning me out With an amen Heralding heaven and Auld Lang Syne And everything s fine We re a long way from the best of the best of times And I wonder Whether our days are unnumbered If one is the same As another Whether we mistook the colors For the real thing

8 If we ll ring out Brimming and broken and somehow Truer than blue And then come to Pulled from the wreck in the daybreak All equal and safe We re a long way from the best of the best of times