1.Intro
(Instrumental)
2.Epochs
Lyricist：Karin Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer, Matther Sims
An intersection of the plain
By the bank of some great stream
The animal carcasses
And skeletons would be entombed
A step formed terrace, succession
Embedded years accumulating
So tranquilly small quadrupeds
So tranquilly small quadrupeds
So perfectly epochs collected here
3.Upheaved
Lyricist：Karin Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer, Matther Sims
Constant earthquakes, the wonderful force
Which has upheaved these mountains
These countless ages required to have broken through
Removed and leveled whole masses of them
4.Minerals
Lyricist：Karin Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer, Matther Sims
White sand made up of shells upon which rests carious rock
Then prismatic feldspar between these and former ones
Hard white rock with yellow spots
A heap of white balls beneath white sand
Same process now going on shore, living iron found in it
Sand white from decomposition of feldspar in places
Every rock is covered with pistiform concretions in places
Impossible to tell whether it is Breccia of modern or older days
Lower beds of white sand become filled with large boulders of
lower rocks
Beneath this comes a line of another stratum
More soily and contains large and more numerous shells
A regular bed of oysters remains attached to the rocks
5.Ebb Tide Explorer
Lyricist：Karin Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer, Matther Sims
Examine, examine, examine
Examine, examine, examine
Examine, examine
Frame of mind, frame of mind
Frame of mind, frame of mind
In following, in following
In following
Changes, changes
During, during fall of sea, fall of sea
Fall of sea, fall of sea, fall of sea, fall of sea
Fall of sea, fall of sea, fall of sea, fall of sea
Examine, examine, examine
Examine, examine, examine
Frame of mind, frame of mind
Frame of mind, frame of mind
Frame of mind
In following, in following, in following
Fall of sea, fall of sea
Fall of sea, fall of sea
Fall of sea, fall of sea
Fall of sea, fall of sea
Fall of sea, fall of sea
I'm watching the seaweed dance
Upon the moving mountain foam
Collecting in the sand foot prints
I am leaving, leaving here
I'm watching the seaweed dance
Upon the moving mountain foam
Collecting in the sand foot prints
I am leaving here
6.Variation Of Birds
Lyricist：Karin Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer, Matther Sims
Scissor beak lower mandible flat elastic
It's an ivory paper cutter
Lower mandible immersed some depth in the water
It flies rapidly up and down the stream
Scissor beak lower mandible flat elastic
It's an ivory paper cutter
Lower mandible immersed some depth in the water
It flies rapidly up and down the stream
So that there are three sorts of birds which use their wings
For more purposes than flying
The steamer as paddles the penguin as fins
The ostrich spreads its plumes like sails to the breeze
7.Letter To Henslow
(Instrumental)
8.Schoal Swarm Orchestra
(Instrumental)
9.Annie's Box
Lyricist：Karin Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer
We have lost the joy of the household
And the solace of our old age
She must have known how we loved her
Oh, that she could now know how deeply, how tenderly we do still
And shall ever love her dear joyous face
Pure and transparent, her eyes sparkled brightly
She often smiled
Often threw her head a little backwards
10.Tumult
(Instrumental)
11.Colouring Of Pigeons
Lyricist：Karin Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer, Matther Sims
Northern forms existed in their own homes
Thousand yellow cocoons under, over through
A few southern vegetable forms on the mountains of Borneo
Under, over, through, donkey, peacock, goose
In the mouth of the river strange scene
It is everything in flames
The sky with lightning and the water, luminous
A strange scene, it is under, over, through
Six weeks old Henrietta smiled for the first time
Tail, habits, proof, instinct that moves
Emma saw him smile not only with lips but eyes
Erasmus grab a spoon, Europe, hides wool
Mr Peacock and Captain Beaufort, endemic, alpine groves
Breadfruit, cinnamon, tunes
Tonight it's blowing thick bodies of spray whirled across the
bay
Whatever might have been the cause of the retreat
Columbia Livia, great ages through
Course of days tumblers, Jacobin's
Beak shapes, skeletal traits runts and carriers
Wooden hexagonal cage, pouters and fantails
Tail feathers at what age？
(The delight of once again being home)
Grey and white spotted
(The delight of once again being home)
Markings in making
(The delight of once again being home)
My great amusement
Behind land house a gentle cooing
Behind land house the offspring's moving
Behind land house a gentle cooing
The delight of once again being home
The delight of once again being home
The delight of once again being home
The delight of once again being home
The delight of once again being home
The delight of once again being home
12.Seeds
Lyricist：Karin Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer, Matther Sims
Seeds immersed in salt water
In a tank of melting snow
Enduring their full life time
Enduring their full life time
Seeds immersed in salt water
In a tank of melting snow
Enduring their full life time
Enduring their full life time
10 distinct currents in the Atlantic
14 hundred miles in 42 days
Transoceanic pods and capsules
Will old occupants allow for room and
Sustenance, sustenance
13.Tomorrow In A Year
An intersection of the plain
by the bank of some great stream
the animal carcasses
and skeletons would be
entombed
Tomorrow in a year
tomorrow in a million years
Ages resting in
the rings of a tree.
Fossils in lay in slate
marking the old forest's edge
I've stood on a mountain
dividing three regions.
Then it was just a pebble
that I held inside my hand
In between each flap
of a butterfly's wings,
countless changes
that have gone on unnoticed
A cricket rubs it's forewings
together and I am forced
to think of the time that it's taken
to build
Mountains fossils
Larva lava
14.The Height Of Summer
Lyricist：Karin Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer
In the morning I went down to the beach
And gazed out to the sea
Suddenly I was only a leaf
And you were an ancient flower
When I'm away do you think of me
Or is it only when I'm present？
On the cliff I lay my head down
Now I know where the sun is
How is Charles？
I haven't heard from him for a long, long time
A thousand years seem to pass so quickly
We wash our hands in water
And we rub them with the cloth
I have an idea what comes after
What will happen when I'm gone？
Along the coastline we sow some seeds
It is lemon, it is mint
Then the buzzing cicadas rock us to sleep
How is Charles？
I haven't heard from him for a long, long time
A thousand years seem to pass so quickly
15.Geology
Lyricist：Karin Dreijer Andersson, Olof Bjorn Dreijer, Matther Sims
A stream of lava
Formerly flowed over the bed of sea
Triturated recent shells and corals
Baked into hard white rock, a precarious matter
I found a curious little stony Cellaria
Each cell provided with a long toothed bristle
Capable of various and rapid motions
Simultaneous and can be produced by irritation
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