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Candles
03:28
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This place don't have a soul
All that lives here is your ghost
Your touch came with a glow
Now your presence brings the cold
So I stand here burning candles
I'm gonna warm this place back up
And I live here in the memory
Of the fire in our love
The fire in our love
So strange, you'd be right there
Now I connect with vacant air
Re-run it, as I get older
I wanna hear our story told, uh
So I stand here burning candles
I'm gonna warm this place back up
And I live here in the memory
Of the fire in our love
Go home, go home, go home, go
Our walls have holes and rectangles
Remnant of wooden frames
That held our lives and saw our fights
The void lives within the flames
That bring the scent of time well spent
Laughing and playing games
Like we were kids, our lives were lit
By matches and burning wicks
So I stand here burning candles
I'm gonna warm this place back up
And I live here in the memory
Of the fire in our love
Go home, go home, go home, go
So I stand here burning candles
I'm gonna warm this place back up
And I live here in the memory
Of the fire in our love
The fire in our love
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2. |
Getaway
03:26
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Are you not exhausted by the race
Where we all become stair masters, moving up and nothing’s changed
Pitches on every single flight
Wearing suits with perfect manners that consume our love and life
Why don’t we just get away
Forget the world tonight
The beauty in a little space
Can make it all alright
Focused on nothing but our names
We begin to lose the markers that lead back from where we came
Head down and rushing to the light
That another day is brighter and it’s on the other side
Why don’t we just get away
Forget the world tonight
The beauty in a little space
Can make it all alright
Ehh Ya haa oww, oo oo oo oo oo
Ehh Ya haa oww
Ehh Ya haa oww, oo oo oo oo oo
Ehh Ya haa oww
I heard her voice she said we don’t get out enough
We don’t get out enough
I heard her voice she said we don’t get out enough
Ehh Ya haa oww, we don’t get out enough
Ehh Ya haa oww, oo oo oo oo oo
Ehh Ya haa oww, we don’t get out enough
We don’t get out enough
Why don’t we just get away
Forget the world tonight
The beauty in a little space
Can make it all alright
Why don’t we just get away
Forget the world tonight
The beauty in a little space
Can make it all alright
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3. |
Iris
04:48
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Desert land
Where our milk and honey ran
Rain again
Thunder, bring the lighting in
Water glass
Held high by my calloused hands
I'll come back
Pray I don't get struck again
We are the iris
And we're just adjusting to the dark
We gain assurance
By shadows cast upon a wall
Careful hands
Hold the infant to my chest
Fragile stems
Peaking from the ashes
Hold his hand
Pray he wont repeat our sins
Build again
Pray it wont burn down on him
We are the iris
And we're just adjusting to the dark
We gain assurance
By shadows cast upon a wall
Just like our fathers
We're gaining ground with every step
We play with fire
Cause fire's that we have left
There's no corner we can see around
Just this fire that our eyes have found
We are, we are, we are, we are,
We are, we are, we are, we are, X2
We are the iris
And we're just adjusting to the dark
We gain assurance
By shadows cast upon a wall
Just like our fathers
We're gaining ground with every step
We play with fire
Cause fire's that we have left
Just like our fathers
We're gaining ground with every step
We play with fire
Cause fire's that we have left
It's all that we have left
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4. |
Tara Tara
03:18
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I can hear you howling
To your long lost relatives
I hate it when you throw a fit
Or you're so darn stubborn
Somehow you won my love
Tara, Tara
Somehow you won my love
Tara, Tara
I'm tired of cleaning up your mess
That I'm sure you leave on purpose
What you trying to do to me, prove to me
When you ignore my every word
Somehow you won my love
Tara, Tara
Somehow you won my love
Tara, Tara, yeah, yeah
Somehow you won my love
Tara, Tara
Somehow you won my love
Tara, Tara
I recall the day we met
You bit before we ever shook hands
That's how you are with everyone, yeah
But oh you're jealous with the girls
But you're not impossible, no
No you ain't a waste of any time
You're beautiful and lovable
Just took while to change my mind
Somehow you won my love
Tara, Tara
Somehow you won my love
Tara, Tara, yeah, yeah
Somehow you won my love
Tara, Tara
Somehow you won my love
Tara, Tara
Wooh!
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5. |
Cookies
02:43
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The other day you made me
A batch of ginger cookies
I put them all into my lunches
As I bit into one I found a hair of yours
I put it in a plastic bag and kept it
These cookies are made of love
These cookies are made of love
The other day you made me
A batch of ginger cookies
I put them all into my lunches
As I bit into one I found a hair of yours
I put it in a plastic bag and kept it
These cookies are made of love
These cookies are made of love
The other day you made me
A batch of ginger cookies
I put them all into my lunches
As I bit into one I found a hair of yours
I put it in a plastic bag and kept it
These cookies are made of love
These cookies are made of love
These cookies are made of love
These cookies are made of love
These cookies are made of love
And hair.
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Montreal assembled band, What If Elephants, is the rhythmically driven blend of indie-pop / alt-rock surrounding the warm and catchy melodies derived out of singer/songwriter project "Joey Langlois". Their first single "Candles" is highly anticipated by their previous projects following and newly befriended fans. ... more
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