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Cannons

๐Ÿ‘ค Little Scream โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ The Golden Record โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:49
๐ŸŽต 938 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:49 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 9711174

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

In that old boxcar with the pentagram where the kids all used to hide;
I left my best bracelets there for the scavengers to find.
But when I come back last May, the boxcar was cut down.
But the smooth scarred boy with ravaging eyes was still hanging around.

And it was just as I had dreamed it when we walked along those tracks;
pulling the sparks from an orphaned rainbow that turned our eyes to black
And then we said:

"The people we see as skeletons, we all know by name"

I'm at the top of a hill, receiving signals that go...

I'm going back to that place!
(And if one day you draw a microphone that makes the radio sing...)
I'll paint a portal through space!
(And cut the cherry cloth born from a string, I'll carry everything.)
Then I'll track you through the alleys and the hours on the trampoline of time.
And then I'll take:

The cannons in the park and point them, straight into your heart
Heart... heart... heart... heart...

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:28.81] In that old boxcar with the pentagram where the kids all used to hide;
[00:34.28] I left my best bracelets there for the scavengers to find.
[00:39.71] But when I come back last May, the boxcar was cut down.
[00:46.06] But the smooth scarred boy with ravaging eyes was still hanging around.
[00:58.68] And it was just as I had dreamed it when we walked along those tracks;
[01:10.49] pulling the sparks from an orphaned rainbow that turned our eyes to black
[01:21.27] And then we said:
[01:23.00] "The people we see as skeletons, we all know by name"
[01:27.53] I'm at the top of a hill, receiving signals that go...
[02:09.01] I'm going back to that place!
[02:25.31] (And if one day you draw a microphone that makes the radio sing...)
[02:27.19] I'll paint a portal through space!
[02:29.80] (And cut the cherry cloth born from a string, I'll carry everything.)
[02:33.45] Then I'll track you through the alleys and the hours on the trampoline of time.
[02:43.36] And then I'll take:
[02:46.15] The cannons in the park and point them, straight into your heart
[03:07.05] Heart... heart... heart... heart...
[03:46.48]

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