Transcendental Youth Lyrics

Cold through broken baseboards, I despise this town
Snow on the sunroof, two stories down
Hold hands, wish the snow away.
Rise in the darkness of the gathering day
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Sing, sing for ourselves alone
Speak into the microphone.
Cedar smudge our headbands and take to the skies
Soar ever upwards on air gone black with flies
Shroud ourselves in the cosmos, let the music play
Bright star of the morning, shine on his rising way
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Sing in the night in the nameless dark
Father long gone but we bear his mark
Learn some secrets, never tell
Stay sick, don't get well
Clutch those broken headboards, ride the highest wave
Dusky diamonds shining in the far depths of the cave
Try to explain ourselves, babble on and on
By the time you receive this, we'll be gone
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Sing, sing high, while the fire climbs
Sing one for the old times