1.Time ＆ Space
Lyricist：Stephen Paul Cracknell, Samuel Jonah Genders
Time ＆ space stretch out before you
And the universe implores you
To take your place amongst all things
And to see what the morning brings
To your own self be true
There's nothing more to do
You are young and the world is open
So many words you've never spoken
Don't be afraid to stand your ground
When your time it comes around
To your own self be true
There's nothing more to do
You are part of everything
Find your voice and start to sing
Time ＆ space stretch out before you
And the universe implores you
To take your place amongst all things
And to see what the morning brings
You are part of everything
You are part of everything
2.Knock Knock (Hot Chip Remix)
Lyricist：Hannah Caughlin, Stephen Paul Cracknell, Samuel Jonah Genders
Knock, knock, knock in the half light
If you knock, knock, knock
And if you knock, knock, knock
And if you call me I'll be free
And if you ring for me
The fox in the attic has swallowed the moon
And every red doorway is bending to blue
The lights on the stereo gather 'round you
In the half light
You broke both my legs and you asked me to stay
And all of the enemies trickled away
The lights on the stereo faded to gray
In the half light
3.Dream For Me
Lyricist：Liam Thomas Bailey, Stephen Paul Cracknell, Samuel Jonah
Genders
Dream for me and keep them at a distance
They fly around my head
And make it hard for me to see
Tell me honestly and with absolute conviction
That the things I have are important
I've broken all my vows I know
And hidden in the shadows
But yesterday was perfect and again it is tonight
Let time begin at day
Shout with me and on a drunken stupor
We taste the things that make us laugh
And memories are made
I'd foolishly forgotten my conviction
When I fell into that ocean full of rats and flies
But then came the sunlight
And gone were the shadows
And now I'm seeing clearly that everything is mine
Let time begin at day
With veins full of purpose
And a destiny alive
With friends around
It's effortless tonight
Let time begin at day
4.Illuminated Red
Lyricist：Stephen Paul Cracknell, Samuel Jonah Genders
If I leave before the Raven
Just before the empire falls
We might find the occasion
To dance upon those city walls
Just imagine if each line you drew
Was directed by you
And imagine that each cup you filled
Was a moment meant for you
And illuminated red
And illuminated white instead
Like a red sock burning through my table
Lying in my bed
If I wake before they close up
Just before the washing's done
I can watch my warm socks spinning
And write a song to strike you dumb
Just imagine if each word
We said was collected in a bag
And imagine if your mouth on mine
Could bring all those atoms back
And imagine lions and geese in here
And imagine cars and trains
And imagine perfect sleep in here
From the tire tracks in your brain
And illuminated red
And illuminated red instead
Like a white sun burning through my TV
Lying in my bed
5.I Can Hear Your Voice
Lyricist：Stephen Paul Cracknell, Samuel Jonah Genders
My head's on the rack
Don't know if I can
Look into the light
'Cause it's black and it's white
It touches like a tidal wave
It hits like a hurricane
And my head is ringing
And my head is spinning
Don't want to go back
Don't know if I can
Got a full blown yellow attack
Got a big black bird on my back
I can hear your voice in my head
If my amiable soul fucks up any more
Then I'll sentence myself
And that goes for me as well
I can hear your voice in my head
My head's on the rack
Don't know if I can
Look into the light
'Cause it's black and it's white
It touches like a tidal wave
It hits like a drinking game
And my head is ringing
And my head is spinning
Don't want to go back
Don't know if I can
Got a full blown yellow attack
Got a big black bird on my back
I can hear your voice in my head
6.Jaw Of A Whale
Lyricist：Stephen Paul Cracknell, Samuel Jonah Genders
Carved from the jaw of a whale
Cold white warm violin in your arms
Hang notes in my hard linen sails
Push me back through the eye of a needle
Here's to the girl with the flowers at her neck
One for the girl with the red dress and wide eyes
Bring me a gun in the night
Place it gently at my waiting temple
Click for the deafening light
Push me back through the eye of a needle
Here's to the girl with the flowers in her hair
Here's to the girl with the incremental eyes
One for the girl with the cold and the kleenex
Back from the water's edge
Sit in our perfect blue space
Deep down under the water beneath us
Everything fades to your face
Fish swarm by in the beautiful silent
Here's to the girl with the flowers on her lips
Here's to the girl with the devil in her hips
One for the girl with the blue coat and suede shoes
Carved from the jaw of a whale
Back from the water's edge
7.Birthday
Lyricist：Stephen Paul Cracknell, Samuel Jonah Genders
Watching you sleep in the blue light
From the clock radio by the bed
Rattle of wires in the cortex
Got my own radio speaking in tongues
I will make you peanut butter toast
I will make you eggs and orange juice
I will dress well in my finest shirt
I will dress finely for your birthday
You sleep so quietly
Outside it's your birthday
You sleep so quietly
The hole in the wall where the pickles struck
The hole in the wall where the pickles struck
Glints like the edge of a cool bayonet
The hands on the clock stand in freeze frame
Spin like a stop motion carousel
I will make you peanut butter toast
I will make you eggs and orange juice
I will dress well in my finest shirt
I will dress finely for your birthday
You sleep so quietly
Outside it's your birthday
You sleep so quietly
8.The Closer I Am
Lyricist：Liam Thomas Bailey, Stephen Paul Cracknell, Samuel Jonah
Genders
The closer I am to your faded hand
The cold inch of air that threatens my bed
Where you used to stand
The ghost at my arm
The kiss on my neck
So strange this house that I'm in
It's not what I meant by those things I said
The frost on the glass
The wheels on the road
The soft white machine
That holds you between
The coming and going
The closer I am, the closer I get
The further you drift from this place
While I cling to your face in my head
The closer I am to your threaded hand
The cold slice of air that holds by my bed
Where you used to stand
The closer I am
9.Wolves
Lyricist：Stephen Paul Cracknell, Samuel Jonah Genders
There were wolves lying the dark
As she was raining sparks into the room like that
She was dancing in a neon cave
With a tilted smile and a lover's laugh
Embossed upon her in the darkness
Like a light at the edge of night beside her
And as the drugs get in their heads
They growl and circle at the edge beside her
There are wolves lying in the dark
And so she rises up like a butterfly
She's still spinning in a scarlet dress
And though the music stops and though the echoes die
She carries unknown things inside her
Like old volumes they will never read without her
And as the moves get in their heads
They know that they don't know something without her
There were wolves
There are wolves hiding in the woods
And they can smell the blood on the summer air
And they run beneath a million stars
And in a million taxis and they're going where
They drink their beer from plastic glasses
Till they find the words to make the first move
And when the fear dissolves itself
They find the means to execute the first move
There were wolves
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