Incubus - Morning View
1. Nice To Know You
2. Circles
3. Wish You Were Here
4. Just A Phase
5. 11am
6. Blood On The Ground
7. Mexico
8. Warning
9. Echo
10. Have You Ever
11. Are You In?
12. Under My Umbrella
13. Aqueous Transmission
Better than watching beller bending silver spoons.
Better than witnessing new born nevulaes in bloom.
She who sees from 'up-high' smiles and surely sings.
Perspective pries your once weighty eyes and it
gives you wings.
I haven't felt the way I feel today
in so long it's hard for me to specify.
I'm beginning to notice how much this feels
like a waking limb...pins and needles,
nice to know you,
goodbye!
Deeper than the deepest Cousteau would ever go.
And higher than the heights of what we often
think we know
Blessed she who clearly sees the world for the trees.
To obtain a 'bird's eye' is to turn a
blizzard into a breeze
I haven't felt the way I feel today
in so long it's hard for me to specify.
I'm beginning to notice how much this
feels like a waking limb...pins and needles,
nice to know you...
goodbye!
So could it be that it has been there
all along?
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You saw me lost and treading water
I looked pathetic,
I looked as helpless as a stinger without
a bee
But underneath my presentation, (yeah)
I knew the walls were coming down
and the stones that fell were aiming away
from me
Hey! What would it mean to you
to know that it'll come back around again?
Hey! whatever it means to you,
know that everything moves in circles.
I saw you standing in my headlights. (Blink, blink,
blink) I thought I'd run you down for the weight
you left on me.
Instead I pushed rewind, reversed and drove away
And seeing you disappear in my rearview
Brought to me the word
'Reciprocity!'
Hey! what would it mean to you
to know that it'll come back around again?
Hey! whatever it means to you,
know that everything moves in circles.
Round and round we go...
who would've known it'd end so well?
We fall on and we fall off
existential carousel.
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I dig my toes into the sand...
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds
Strewn across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind,
Pretend that I am weightless,
And in this moment I am happy...
happy.
I wish you were here.
I lay my head onto the sand...
The sky resembles a back-lit canopy
With holes punched in it.
I'm counting UFO's,
I signal them with my lighter,
And in this moment I am happy...
happy.
I wish you were here
The world's a roller coaster and I am not
strapped in maybe I should hold with care
But my hands are busy in the air
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I am bottled, fizzy water and you are shaking me up.
You are a fingernail running down the chalkboard
I thought I left in third grade.
Now my only consolation is that this could not
last forever even though you're singing and thinking
how well you've got it made.
Who are you? When will you be through?!
Yeh, it's just a phase...it will be over soon...
yeh it's justa phase and I'm waiting for
it to be over too.
Call it 'women's intuition' but I think I'm on to
something here. Temporaryism has been the
'Black Plague' and the 'Jesus' of our age.
I know I must sound opinionated, maybe biased
and quite possibly jaded. But sooner than later
they'll be throwing quarters at you on stage.
Who are you? When will you be through?
Yeh, it's just a phase...it will be over soon.
Yeh, it's just a phase and I'm waiting for it
to be over too.
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seven am;
the garbage truck beaps as it backs up
and I start my day thinking about what I've thrown away.
Could I push Rewind?
The credits traverse, signifying the end
But I missed the best part.
Could we plase go back to start?
-Forgive my indecision-
Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side
But, then again, a day will come when I want off that ride.
eleven am,
by now you would think that I would be up
but my bedsheets shade the heat of choices I've made.
And what did I find?
I never thought I could want someone so much
'cause now you're not here and I'm knee deep in that old fear.
-Forgive my indevision...I am only a man.-
Chorus
Twelve pm and my dusty telephone rings
Heavy head up from my pillow, who could it be?
I hope it's you.
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I don't want to talk to you anymore; I'm afraid of what I
might say I bite my tongue everytime you come around, cause
blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.
Hand over my heart; I swear I've tried everything within all
my power. Two weeks and one hour I slaved, and now I've got
nothing to show. Oh, if only you'd grow taller than a brick wall.
From now on I'm gonna start holding my breath
when you come around and you flex that fake grin, 'cause
something inside me has said more than twice that
breathing less air beats breathing you in!
Chorus
Hand over my mouth; I'm earning the right to my silence.
In quiet, discerning between ego and timing. Good
judgement is once again proving to me that it's
still worth its weight in gold.
So from now on I'm gonna be so much more wary
when you start to speak and my warm blood starts to boil,
that seeing you is like pulling teeth and hearing your voice
is like chewing tin foil.
Chorus
High fives to better judgement. By saying less, I will gain more.
Low twos to you my fickle friend, who brought the art of
silent war.
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You could see me reaching
So why couldn't you have met me half way?
You could see me bleeding
And you would not put pressure on the wound.
You only think about yourself...You only think about yourself...
You better bend before I go
on the next train to Mexico.
You could see me breathing
And you still kept your hand over my mouth
You could feel me seething
But you just turned your nose up in the air.
You only think about yourself...you only think about yourself
You better bend before I go
on the next train to Mexico
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Bat your eyes girl,
be otherworldly,
count your blessings,
seduce a stranger.
What's so wrong with
being happy?
Kudos to those who
see through sickness.
when she woke in the morning
she knew her life had
passed her by.
And she called out a warning,
"Don't ever let life pass you by."
I suggest we
learn to love each-
other before it's
made illegal.
When will we learn?
When will we change?
Just in time to
See it all fall down.
Those left standing...will make millions
...writing books on the way it
should have been
When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had
passed her by.
And she called out a warning,
"Don't ever let life pass you by."
Floating in this
cosmic jacuzzi
we are like
frogs oblivious
to the water
starting to boil.
No one flinches,
we all float face down
When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had
passed her by
And she called out a warning,
"Don't ever let life pass you by."
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There's something about the look in your eyes,
Something I noticed when the light was just right.
It reminded me twice that I was alive,
and it reminded me (that) you're so worth the fight.
My biggest fear will be the
rescue of me...strange how
it turns out that way.
Could you show me, dear...something I've not
seen? Something infinitely interesting.
There's something about the way you move,
I see your youth in slow motion when you sing.
More subtle than something someone contrives,
your movements echo that I've seen the real thing.
Your biggest fear will be the rescue of you,
it's strange how it turns out that way.
Could you show me dear...something I've
not seen?..Something infinitely interesting.
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To get up and walk away would be too easy.
So stay and stand your ground, just watch your mouth
with me.
On the back of every right there's a wrong looming
So here you and I should tread as soft as these
razor blades for boots will let be.
Have you ever tried to step in my shoes?!
Have you ever tried to balance on that beam?!
And if you ever tried to step in my shoes,
They'd never be quite as soft as they seemed.
(Thought1) Unabashed honesty would be ideal,
But a prophet did once say that honesty is a
lonely word.
So where do we go from here...abandon ship
now?
My problem is you make me melt and I don't want
to be frozen anymore.
Chorus
Have you ever...Have you ever tried to?
I have nver...I have never tried to.
Haver you ever tried to step in my shoes?!
Have you ever tried to balance on that beam?!
And if you ever try to step in my shoes,
They'll never be quite as soft as they seem!
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When I close my eyes...I can see for miles.
There's comfort in my dark seat...and chaos in the
aisles.
These eyes are not your eyes
and these eyes are not the color that
your arid eyes might be.
No, I was not around
When those eyes or your decided so
I refuse to kneel before the
sights you choose to see.
When I close my eyes...I remember how to smile.
Under my umbrella...I'm an accomplished exile.
These eyes are not your eyes
and these eyes are not the color that
your arid eyes might be.
No, I was not around
when those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see!
If this is right, I'd rather be wrong.
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind.
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I'm floating down a river,
oars freed from their hoks long ago.
Lying face up on the floor of my vessel
I marvel at the stars
and feel my heart overflow.
Two weeks without my lover
I am in this boat all alone.
Floating down a river named 'Emotion'
will I make it back to shore?
Or drift into the unknown?
I'm building an antenna
transmissions will be sent when I'm through.
Maybe we'll meet again further down the river,
and share what we both discovered...
then revel in the view.
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