[ti:And The Hazy Sea]
[ar:Cymbals Eat Guitars]
[al:Why There Are Mountains]
[00:02.00]Cymbals Eat Guitars - And The Hazy Sea
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[00:49.50]Do you know how many cities had been built
[00:55.94]On the mainland and the trains there
[00:59.84]How they'd glide over the marshes and the hazy sea
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[01:50.80]Carrying business men in starched collar shirts
[02:04.53]Who peered out windows that would fog
[02:11.57]Faster than you could wipe them, man
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[02:41.82]Why are there mountains
[02:44.21]Then the last fire dies
[02:47.97]We rebuild with foundations
[02:50.74]Set just slightly higher
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[02:54.41]On compacted ash and bone
[02:56.47]Spiralling skyward at the GWB
[03:02.64]Will you take the wheel for a while
[03:07.98]I'm suddenly real tired
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[03:58.54]We two running our course
[04:02.11]Your summer version
[04:04.81]Was so fresh and fertile emerald green
[04:07.64]The wind in your hair
[04:10.50]Like wind Russian through the canopy
[04:14.74]And I was green too with robust fucked envy
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[04:51.54]And the way suspension bridges shake
[04:58.43]When you're stopped behind trucks
[05:03.19]Sailing into 1999
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