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Steven Wilson

No Twilight Within The Courts Of The Sun

 

No Twilight Within The Courts Of The Sun

(album: Insurgentes - 2008)


Dragging a lake
Find the owner of the voice
I zip in the bag
And drove all across the noise

Examine the hairline
His archives in the strands
He turned into something
That puts the weakness in my hands

I see what I suppose
I breathe what I dispose
Black wheels get yellow in the sand
I steal every idea that I can

Instead of a person, a shadows in the lake
Instead of coercion, she blows its own grenade
I have an aversion to dying in a car
I reach corrosion, a suitcase in the dark

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