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Distance versus Time
Cutting verses down to size
Focus versus Tears
versus “How did I get here”s
versus Curses in your eyes
Force of nature versus Range
Nature versus Odd or Strange
“There’s a fire starting here”
versus “There’s nothing to fear”
versus Lonely versus Safe
Like a kitten versus Rain
A cathedral versus Love versus Shame
Free versus Out to sea
“Versus” versus “Vs.”
Me versus Me

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Tomorrow

LADYTRON none none none I don’t hate...

Soft Power

LADYTRON none none none Broken glass, is...

Black Plastic

LADYTRON none none none Someone’s coming round...

High Rise

LADYTRON none none none Black sun rising New...

Blue Jeans

LADYTRON none none none Straight lines that...

Season Of Illusions

LADYTRON none none none Obliterate the Sunday...

White Elephant

LADYTRON none none none Surrender with me We’re...

True Mathematics

LADYTRON none none none Sluntseto presicha tiahnata...

The Way That I Found You

LADYTRON none none none up on the...

Jet Age

LADYTRON none none none She caught her...

Tomorrow

I don’t hate you, or want you
Enough to wake you.
There’s a crack in the window
Return of the key in ignition
So if you freeze tomorrow
Come back
Lucky
We said as your eyes were closing
There’s a crack in the window
Return of the key in ignition.
But I don’t hate you, or want you,
or celebrate you
So if you freeze tomorrow
Come back
Lucky
We said as your eyes were closing
So if you freeze tomorrow
Come back
Lucky
We said as your eyes were closing
But I don’t hate you, or want you,
enough to wake you
So if you freeze tomorrow
Come back
Lucky
We said as your eyes were closing
So if you freeze tomorrow
Come back
Lucky
We said as your eyes were closing [x5]
So if you freeze tomorrow
Come back
Lucky

Soft Power

Broken glass, is luxury
Friendly fires, or alchemy
Daylight is the enemy
Witching hour, soft power
We’re not sleeping at the wheel
The wheel is turning the machine,
that kills for us
Close your eyes, so your not seeing
and valentine’s daydream
We’re not sleeping at the wheel
The wheel is turning the machine,
that kills for us
The hourglass of the forests
Setting fire to the tourists
We’re not sleeping at the wheel
The wheel is turning the machine,
that kills for us
Broken glass, is luxury
Friendly fires, or alchemy
Daylight is the enemy
Witching hour, soft power

Black Plastic

Someone’s coming round in the evening
One touch on the face of a city.
Boy/black plastic chair with some time to spare
Black plastic, touching black plastic
Someone’s coming round in the evening
One touch on the face of a city.
Boy/black plastic chair with some time to spare
Black plastic, touching black plastic
One touch on the face of a city.
Boy/black plastic chair with some time to…
Drawing on face of a girl who is sleeping
Black plastic chair, reaching out, making one touch

High Rise

Black sun rising
New day dawning
Amplifying and destroying
We’re on the same high you and I
Open on the same page, no sunrise
Tender talons
chase new horizons
masquerading
Black sun rising
We’re on the same high you and I
Open on the same page, no sunrise
Silent movers
Black medusa
perfect timing
hallow morning
We’re on the same high you and I
Open on the same page, no sunrise
Sickness fading
Darkness falling
New day dawning
Black sun rising
We’re on the same high you and I
Open on the same page, no sunrise
We’re on the same high you and I
Open on the same page, no sunrise
We’re on the same high you and I
Open on the same page, no sunrise

Blue Jeans

Straight lines that cut through the scene
like you wanted to, blue jeans.
Soft loans that spent all last summer
buying drinks for you, blue jeans.
Left hand that crashed near your house
in the ice and snow, blue jeans.
A face outside sleeping pressed against
the bay window, blue jeans.
You’ve been trying to protect me,
An insect living in your memory,
Don’t, blue jeans won’t cut at the seams,
Like you want them to.
You don’t need me to show the way now
they’re onto you, blue jeans.
And I won’t be phoning you today
unless you want me to, blue jeans.
You’ve been trying to protect me,
An insect living in your memory,
Don’t, blue jeans won’t cut at the seams,
Like you want them to

Season Of Illusions

Obliterate the Sunday you’ve been cherishing all week
Obliterate the Sunday, is a pleasure you can keep
I thought you’d learn newspeak today
But Esperanto’s out of date
It’s just another Sunday
Now Top of the Pops is dead
And if the morning gets you down
And then the evening lets you down
Obliterating Sunday’s fair play.
Obliterate the Sunday
Just keep your phone away
Supposing wrong intentions won’t make it easier to wait.
A Season of Illusions
A pocket full of doubts
A night of fading stars and a legacy of clouds
Obliterate the Sunday
The glass is out of reach
The heat wave’s low relief, you’ll find a palm tree in your sleep.
You’re hiding from monsters
Dodging the seas
You spent the day scheming
You’re the Houdini
Train has pulled up
Light has pulled in
A chance of escape
Come right up the street.
Obliterate the Sunday
You’ve been cherishing all week
Obliterate the Sunday is a pleasure you can keep
Season of illusions
Pocket full of doubts
A night of fading stars and a legacy of clouds
And if the morning gets you down
And then the evening lets you down
Obliterating Sunday’s fair play.
You’re hiding from monsters
Dodging the seas
You spent the day scheming
You’re the Houdini
Train has pulled up
Light has pulled in
A chance of escape
Come right up the street.

White Elephant

Surrender with me
We’re walking in our sleep,
And won’t come around for you
Leave the story at the shore,
In case you thought it done
And yes it, we are submarines
Now surrender with me
‘Cause we’re walking in our sleep,
And won’t come ’round
Hey, put our pistols down,
Crawl along the ground.
Where we won’t,
Won’t be found.
Surrender with me
And bring your violin,
Photographs and some brass strings
For when we’re breaking stones,
The only things we know
Are tiger’s eyes and wasp stings
Now, surrender with me
Cause we’re walking in our sleep,
And won’t come ’round
Hey, put our pencils down,
And crawl along the ground
Where we won’t,
Won’t be found
Now, surrender with me
Cause we’re walking in our sleep,
And won’t come round
Hey, put our pistols down,
And crawl along the ground
Where we won’t,
Where we won’t,
Won’t be found

True Mathematics

Sluntseto presicha tiahnata daga
Na piasaka risuvat, blestiashta svetlina.
Iz grada te tichat,
Tuk tame nadnichat,
Burzo se oblichat,
Pogled ne privlichat.
Sluncho gi prispiva v toploto kreslo
Tiho shte broiat do shest-stotin i edno
Iz grada te tichat,
Tuk tame nadnichat,
Burzo se oblichat,
Pogled ne privlichat.

The Way That I Found You

up on the stand, the society meeting
that was the way, was the way that I found you
drunk after work, here in the late night feelings
that was the way, was the way that I found you
sat in the crowd, watching the women’s tennis
that was the way, was the way that I found you
saw who you were, picking up from the canvas
that was the way; I was wrapped around you,
met you while you were switching on
and checked your box on the blue coupon
that was how…I…found…
up on the stand, the society meeting
that was the way, was the way that I found you
drunk after work, here in the late night feelings
that was the way; I was wrapped around you
kicked your wheel in the midday sun
and saved your place in the peloton
that was how…I…found…
sat in the crowd, watching the women’s tennis
that was the way, was the way that I found you
saw who you were, picking up from the canvas
that was the way; I was wrapped around you
you still don’t know what I want
picked up your book in a street kiosk
that was how…I…found…
up on the stand, the society meeting
that was the way, was the way that I found you
late night feelings, trying to set for the winter
to leave you this way, the way I found you
met you while you were switching on
and checked your box on the blue coupon
that was how…I…found…

Jet Age

She caught her flight at 10 A.M.
And checked her face at Amsterdam
Oh, it’s just what it’s like
When you’re only seen at night
She left her love somewhere at home
And now she’s dancing on her own
To the kind of disco sound
That makes her glad he’s not around
She’s looking at you
So maybe you’re looking too
Do you want to be her
Or don’t you?
Of course you do
But would she be you?
He doesn’t dance as good as she
Why don’t you save a seat for me
As the sun came and went
From the safety of a jet
He gave Orlando one last look
Then dropped his head inside the book
That he never gets to read
Maybe he’ll just get some sleep
She’s looking at you
So maybe you’re looking too
Do you want to be her
Or don’t you?
Of course you do
But would she be you?

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