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there's a light
07:03
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looking outside my window, what do we see? fox cubs, fighting, 2 fox cubs fighting, a brother and a sister - you can tell by their movements, we could stroke them for good luck, one at a time good luck one at a time. And they bark
Looking outside the very same window, what do we see? a tree, a tree, a silver birch tree. Autembrer bracken brackaged up with raedolis rils, it's bark.....
Light! Look up there there's a light, look up there there's a light, there's a light. There's a light coming from your eyes, there's a light coming from your fingernails, look up there, look up there, there's a light coming from the air, there's a light in every hair, there's a light!
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leopards
03:54
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The milk is meek, the windows squeak, they've been spotted by a nearby lake, grinning as wolves behind amber bushes. The crystalline night is bejewelled and decked out with diamond dews, their panting steam lit up by tender moonlight.
Ah, leopards, ah, lurking leopards
Creaking quarks festoon the glowing doorways. The bone-brigade night watch watchmen, watch out, he's weak and wicked and prone to fibbing. He knows your name and what you had for breakfast. There's boxes full of teeth and hair and bags and bags of dander.
Ah, leopards, ah, lurking leopards
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een bakoum
05:27
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salas, salas, salas
12:04
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salas, salas, salas....
retractable sentiment
string bound sentence
face buttered thick in shadow
shroud cloud factory with white hot furnace stomach
weatherproof warpaint
warpaint to hide our faces
a fog of frowns and non-wishes
and who-knows whats
forgive me
the padding of tiny paws on the stairs
the scratching of little claws on the doors
a trail of downy fur
salas, salas, salas
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rilis ni noon
01:58
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calloo callas cra
01:54
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bicycle
11:17
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batlings flicker overhead in gradual decline, and like a stainless steel rule, we're measuring the time. And down below in maribone we pray salvation's coming home. On cormorant and parakeet and mysteries unknown.
I'm riding my bicycle at night
Aluminium as i may be, i ionise before the sea, our iron eyes before us see a rust entreat us graciously
I'm riding my bicycle at night
icicles
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Rob Bidder UK
Music by Rob(ert) Bidder. Intermittent chunks, every few years. Including old old music when I making music under a different name. All here for better or worse.
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