1. |
Too High
03:40
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Can I change my body
Can I change my mind
Can I change
Can I change
Can I starch my collar
Can I stay my hand
Am I just like my father
I’m a man
Cut me open
Let me out
Cut me off
Shouldn’t I get my own life rolling on
From colder moments of doubt
Didn’t I let my own heart close off
From all the light
When I went too high
When I went too high
Can I change my body
Can I change my mind
Can I change
Songs in hand
Take steady steps to make it feel right
Clouded in the night
Honorable man
Rite of wood and foil of holding on
Shouldn’t I get my own life rolling on
From colder moments of doubt
Didn’t I let my own heart close off
From all the light
When I went too high
When I went too high
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2. |
Homonormo
03:16
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Then I woke up and the sun was shining
On the house beside the lake
And the dog was barking
But the baby didn’t wake through it all
Why would she
Hello
Send my
Regards to
New York
I’m gone
I think I want to settle down
But weirder
Come around our house
We don’t lock the door
Don’t lock the door
Come around
Let your love
Cede [seed] to the dirt in the walls
But weirder
Hello
Send my
Kindest regards to
New York
I’m gone
I think I want to settle down
But weirder
Up in the fog
Out of my mind
Over the roses
Digital rite [right]
Fire on the mountain
Salt of earth
I think I want to settle down
But weirder
I think I want to settle down
But weirder
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3. |
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It lifts you up
And then it holds you down
It lifts you up
And then it holds you down
It lifts you up
From one to a zero
A wake for the hero
Before the death occurs
Lift me up
Reverse
Lift me up then
Reverse
Lift me up
Reverse
It lifts you up
And then it holds you down
It lifts you up
And minces your words
Emits from the mouth
Only the softer verbs
Lift me up
Reverse
Lift me up then
Reverse
Lift me up
Reverse
And how do I feel it
How does a body sound
Offered a line
And divided in two
Offered a line
To divide you
Are you living now?
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4. |
Myelin
04:01
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I started detecting
A cognitive rift
Executive functioning
A tilt of the wrist
When the myelin
Grows in
The frontal lobe
I won’t believe me
No license to drive
I could ride my passing train
I could hide
And hold on to my
Fine white lines
I could hide
Oh myelin
And hold on to my
Fine white lines
Fine white lines
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5. |
I Feel Better
03:34
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I pretend that doubt forgets me
And it gets me out the door
I detect the power in me
I feel better
Yeah
I feel better
Get the sense that I’m about to
Make myself an enemy
I can make the suffering stay
I feel better
Yeah
I feel better
Hey makes me ashamed
Makes me behave
Molds me to sameness
Keeps me whole
Feeds on the soul
Gives me the feeling
Of atonement
When it goes
Like tapered days
May be the salt
Might be the cold shoulder
That told you
What you already know
Then you don’t know
Which is the blade
Which is profane
Which is the love
Which is my lane
Which is my lane
My lane
My lane
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6. |
Infield
02:54
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Do you
Hold on, hold on
Like I do, like I do
Like I do
To doubt
Doubt inside you
Coat of art
Lines
Lines pointing home
And in the outfield
The grass
Is overgrown
It grows
You don’t fool me
Your salutation’s wrong
You don’t fool me
You’re lonely, you’re lonely
You don’t fool me
You don’t fool me
You’re lonely
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7. |
Wait A Minute
03:34
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8. |
The Habit
02:11
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How old am I now
And when do I know
Am I going
Oh habit of knowing
Am I going
And who do I ask
Oh, what can I have
That the sun has
I won’t make a habit of
Calling on fate
But oh when I grow up
Please let me be brave
And don’t make a habit of
Counting on me
Cuz oh when I get out
I’m gonna be free
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9. |
Standing Wave
04:01
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10. |
Ships
03:18
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Hello
Said the sun to the moon
Where did you go
I’ve been waiting for you
Looking through windows
Didn’t know what to do
Don’t leave me
When you go
Don’t leave me
And the moon she replied
Look how the tide
Does return to the sea
I’ll come back to you
If you come back to me
Believe me
When I go
Believe me
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Arthur Moon Brooklyn, New York
Arthur Moon is the moniker of composer/singer Lora-Faye Åshuvud, who WNYC calls "an artist bent of upending your expectations of what a pop song should sound like." The Arthur Moon band also includes Martin D Fowler (composer for This American Life and The Wilderness), Cale Hawkins (Quincy Jones, Nikki Yanofsky), Aviva Jaye, and Dave Palazola. ... more
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