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Astronauts
03:30
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The astronauts are coming to town and it’ll be all right
They’re gonna wear their helmets this time around so they can breathe just fine
The astronauts are coming to town and it’ll be all right
The rioters are gathering they’re filling the fields
Groups are held back by fences and police shields
We don’t want you here in our city they say
But they’re coming anyway
The astronauts are coming to town, and it’ll be alright
It’ll be alright
With your inch thick suits to protect you from the elements
The atmosphere to distance you from us
We don’t want you here in our city they say
But they’re coming anyway
The astronauts are coming to town, and it’ll be alright
It’ll be alright
They bring their smiles and their beauty queen waves from the wrist
They don’t notice the crowds held back by rubber bullets
They bring their smiles and their beauty queen waves from the wrist
They don’t notice the crowds held back by tear gas and fists
Rubber bullets rubber bullets rubber bullets tear gas and fists
Rubber bullets rubber bullets rubber bullets tear gas and fists
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Safe/Sane
03:08
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You’ve been spending lots of time up in the attic / I’ve been awake so long
Why don’t you come down now and have some food / Wish I could rest my head
You know you can’t hide from all the static / I’ve learned to levitate
It’s a life you lead but not one you choose / Now I don’t touch the ground
It’s all the same all the same
How can it be safe when it’s just not sane?
How can it be sane when it’s all the same?
And you must know you’re not degenerate / My dreams are lucid now
Even if that’s what they said to you / My body drifts away
You can take what you want from it / Back when the earth was round
And leave this quiet life of solitude / I could be back someday
It’s all the same all the same
How can it be safe when it’s just not sane?
How can it be sane when it’s all the same?
Couldn’t close my eyes when my eyelids were nowhere to be found
I’ve learned to sleep with my eyes open and I am not afraid of the dark anymore
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Right From a Stranger
05:23
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The night it closed its eyes, the morning crept inside
Sing goodbye to the lullaby, you took it right from a stranger
Kiss the plastic mouth you’d feel nothing without
When you’re finished take a bow
You took it right from a stranger
She prayed to the bureaucrat who held onto the privilege
And refused to give it back, come on and beg for it first
Until you know all the solutions for everyday problems will fall all around you
Until you know won’t find a reason for black ties and treason, sandpaper your thoughts then
Until you know they’ve already begun to hold onto your freedom unless they gave you none
Until you know the only way to go repeat what we say you repeat what we say
So kiss the plastic mouth you’d feel nothing without
When you’re finished take a bow
You took it right from a stranger
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Curfew
03:21
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It’s coming down
The tanks are already in the streets
There’s a curfew at the moment
He said it with a bit of sarcasm
Like the whole situation
Was funny in a way
That I couldn’t see
It’s coming down
The tanks are already in the streets
And they’re rationing the food now
He said seek shelter underground
Pray you’ll never be found
They scattered in a way
I couldn’t believe
How could it get so close to you?
With morning coffee in hand
Through the tube you hear the news and
And now it’s dripping off of you
No portal to
Escape through
It’s coming down
We always knew it would, now here it is
We never thought quite like this
The smoke exhausted sky
Veils the stars from our eyes
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When thoughts project on the wall from the mind
And animal hunters search for the blind
Everyone here will get old sick and die
And gravity’s lost its complete sense of time
We know we need to relax and unwind
The dispatch barters what he couldn’t find
Prisoners are punished for crossing the line
One step and there’ll be men with guns from behind
I’ll set you free but don’t turn your back on me
Or my thieves will rob you in your sleep
Little thieves don’t turn your back on me
And that’s all I’m asking of you
The pills we push are politically kind
And make all the patients lose their sense of time
They’re locked in their room but they’re doing just fine
The outside world is happy sublime
We’re going too fast we need to rewind
Transfigure transform shift and modify
Relapse is groggy and full of surmise
Perpetual daydream was always the prize
I’ll let you be but don’t turn your back on me
Or my thieves will rob you in your sleep
Little thieves don’t turn your back on me
And that’s all I’m asking of you
Yeah that’s all I want from you
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TCOSS Calgary, Alberta
"TCOSS feels like the Second Coming of nineties indie rock. You can imagine these guys spending late nights listening to
Surfer Rosa, Slanted and Enchanted, and The Lonesome Crowded West."
- IMVERYAPE
The bands 2022 full-length release represents their most dynamic effort to date, with five songwriters, four part harmonies, and several guests.
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