Mew Album

[No lyrics]

Farah, now that you’re here,
Can you tell me exactly how I should have done?
Farah, drives with her eyes closed.
Do you ever inflict unwanted memories?
I know you and I know it won’t take you long
to make me smile.
Farah, angelic girl I’ll have
you know it’s you and me potentially
Farah, don’t pull the carpet from under me.
Indifference is killing me.
Am I wry? Oh my! Fallacy!
Fallacy in my words. Am I wry?
I know you and I know you’re not afraid
to say the least.
Diamond ring.
Diamond ring.
But you can’t find it.
Cold is the night.

I wanted to remember my mica
You helped me again to think of the unthinkable things.
Made my arms hurt so bad I would happily forget.
You’re surprised at what you go through.
As if no one ever told you.
(On your own feet, your own feet stand.
Not to wallow in heart ache).
I’ve done more than I would like to.
But it’s not all that I can do.
(You gotta get out of bed, into it).
When even your bad luck runs out,
not to wallow in self-pitying pathetic dreams.
You know what I mean.
She worked hard to be his novice and then broke into his office.
(With her clothes off, her clothes off still.
Not to wallow in heart ache)
Amor, settle for a small dart if you can’t find it in your heart.
But there’s a big noise from her chest.
Let me do the talking, now that I’m here.
You’ll steal all the attention anyway.
‘cause something about you compels me to feel
that a glued together vase is still a vase.
(Not to wallow in heart ache)

And I'm sorry about you and me.
And I'm sorry about us.
You try to give it your best,
but to what end? Saliva.
You may no think so at first,
but I'm your designated driver.
But this roadside is not yours or mine.
And it's about time that I stop.
She is the grey weather at the end of my tether.
I didn't quite make it, I had to forsake it.
And as I sit on the train,
I can taste her in my sliva.
But i still depend on my Thursday friend, Saliva.
And there's no book about you and me.
Only snippets remain.
I get a light! I get a light from everyone.
That's right! So undetermined,
all I do now is just horrible and mean.
I used to think that she and me could only be just fine,
and to begin with nothing seems wrong.
But it's not a happy song.
And I'm sorry about you and me.
And I'm sorry about us.
I'm finfing out that you can't mess around with saliva.
And I drive a lot, 'cause I can't stop thinking about her.
(I'm in your hands).
I'll be yours, you'll be mine.
It'll be fine. Intertwined.
Wet your dried out lips with saliva.
What's more strange than this? Your saliva.
If I did not miss your saliva,
if my lips could kiss your saliva still.

1577 there was born a king of architectual passion
Placed in dire peril he would stand tall and erect
In retrospect

All I do is run tonight
Even twice as sweet but half as bright
I did not intend to impersonate a friend

If I didn't know my luck
Listen to the clock's last ticking tock
I shall ascend at last
Like a question never asked

Think him not so good natured
Oh no, not the slightest bit, quite the opposite
Because even though he would build things
He onto his queen was mean, poor Anna Katherine
She's crying

All I do is run tonight
Even twice as sweet but half as bright
I did not intend to impersonate a friend

I could not remain your friend
Lest it would have made a difference then
Could it possibly?
Well no thanks to you and me

Hey, this is the king speaking to you
Bet you didn't think I'd make it this far
But I know you all remember old Christian
I was number 4, you see
And people will think of me and say:
A good king was he! And cry...

All I do is run tonight
Even twice as sweet but half as bright
If I didn't know my luck
Listen to the clock's last ticking tock

All I do is run tonight
Even twice as sweet but half as bright
I did not intend to impersonate a friend

If I didn't know my luck
Listen to the clock's last ticking tock
I shall ascend at last
Like a question never asked

All I do is run tonight
Even twice as sweet but half as bright
I did not intend to impersonate a friend

If I didn't know my luck
Listen to the clock's last ticking tock
I shall ascend at last
Like a question never asked

All I do is run tonight
Even twice as sweet but half as bright
I did not intend to impersonate a friend

Her voice is beyond her years
She's trying to move you
She did not know where to go
And soon it was dark
If I could look you in the eyes
If I could look you in the eyes
I couldn't let you go
I couldn't let you go
Her voice is beyond her years
Please try not to move her
At least it was her mistake
Hers alone to make
If I could look you in the eyes
If I could look you in the eyes

From my boat I can see your house.
And when the lights are on
I can watch you move.
Hear the wind whispering your name.
Twice the encouragement
Of the real you.

Callie, if you really want me to
I can always get you down
If you got the money for me.
Callie, in the summer rain
You will be kept dry, you see,
If you got the money for me.
Making amends for distant wrong
Sincere

You can run away,
Leave your books behind you.
But you should look back twice,
just to be on the safe side.

From my boat I can see your house.
But now the lights are off,
And there is no one home.
You are just like an avalanche,
Cold as I might have guessed.
But at least I’m covered up for now.

In a big big way
I am really small,
I get off my feet
but I’m still distant.
Don’t you just love goodbyes?
Don’t you just love goodbyes?

Callie, let us get it over it,
I can always get you down,
If you’ve got the money for me.
Most of our lives we try so hard,
to find the time

I won’t care for you,
like I’m really supposed to.
There are things I’ll do
that could really hurt you.
Don’t you just love goodbyes?
Don’t you just love goodbyes?
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I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind,
But I'm not happier than you.

I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind,
But I'm not happier than you.

Did I really see you, or was it a dream?

In that it was seamless,
Not a trace of wrong.

Words that we have spoken
Little did we know

No bigotry, no tears shed.
Oh, if only...

You tried to be polite,
Thinking you were right,
Only to find that you're unkind.

But ironically,
You will always be
Belle of the ball,
Atleast to me.

I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind,
But I'm not happier than you.

But my words are frail, not
Audible, they do...

Not even convince me.
Perhaps they are untrue.

Truly with you the worst is
Always true, and I gave

You all the benefits,
Of all the doubts I had.

Never hope to be
As benign as me.
Funny how you
Always get through.

But ironically,
You will always be
Belle of the ball,
Atleast to me.

I don’t feel alright
in spite of these comforting sounds
you make
I don’t feel alright
because you make promises
that you break
Into your house
why don’t we share our solitude?
Nothing is pure anymore but solitude
It’s hard to make sense
feels as if I’m sensing you
through a lens
If someone else comes
I’ll just sit here listening to the drums
Previously I never called it solitude
And probably you know
all the dirty shows I’ve put on
Blunted and exhausted like anyone
Honestly I tried to avoid it
Honestly
Back when we were kids, we would always know when to stop
And now all the good kids are
messing up
Nobody has gained or
accomplished anything

Don't touch her there, she's blindfolded.
She remembers on the bus.
Into my heart. Don't remember.
Like you left us without notice.
Now you've come back. Like you left us.
Like you owe us. Into my heart.
It's not me, it can't be.
It's not you. I can't do what I do if it's you. This is not happening.
Don't touch her there. She told me.
She remembers how it felt.
Into my heart. Don't remember.
Like you left us without notice.
It's not me, it can't be.
It's not you. I can't do what I do if it's you. This is not happening.
It's not me, it can't be.
It's not you. I can't do what I do if it's you. This is not happening.
Come home. Come home.
It's not me, it can't be.
It's not you. I can't do what I do if it's you. This is not happening.
It's not me, it can't be.
It's not you. I can't do what I do if we're through. This is not happening.
Don’t touch her there. He watched her.
She knew his look. From behind.
When she came home for Christmas.

When I call you up
Always think twice
I've been gathering
The eminent flies
There are times when I
Call you up twice
No more saying what
With all of your ties

I should have been a tsin-tsi for you
I should have been a tsin-tsi for you
I should have been a tsin-tsi for you

Are those things not much correct today
And be part of the bad
Things towards me with no mitigating
Circumstances here

Half the world is watching me
Hoping that I'll let go

Well, for nine days
A small moth has
Tried to escape our bedroom

A silhuette behind the milky white drapes
Fluttering in vain with dreams of freedom

Half the world is watching me
Hoping that I'll let go
Half the world is watching me
Try to find my way home

Take your loss across the world
Kissing lips as cold as silver
Never love too much too soon
Faces we forget to include
I know you have not been well
And it's much too late to repel
Do not know the half of it
Can only wish that you will forget

Are those things not much correct today
And be part of the bad
Things toward me with no mitigating
Circumstances so

Took her down with me to see the sight
Before the morning light
From my willful way upon her breast
Encompassed, not impressed