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Calamitunes

by The Bicycle Days

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1.
Vicious 03:47
There's a hotline to my head, she said, "My love is strange, oh, stranger." It lies in chocolate boxes and absinthe kisses. Mmmy sweet lust. Feed on a symphony of triggers. The same old tune. The same old dance. High, Tied, Waves crash in and out. I'm addicted to your ways. The ease and the vigour My hand on your trigger Beware of the lazi-mess. Today the scents are new, under a rotting moon. There's a burning in my chest questions loom, The waves rush in again... (Raincheck that Let's get a room)
2.
Conundrum 04:02
So comfy in my cosy cocoon. Why break my stride. Why break my bubble. We are an infinite ocean of Brownian motion Awaiting purpose. (Yeah) At least the leash around my neck It reminds me to push beyond it's pull Freedom with these limits limits our spirits. Water for my question tree Do I stand a chance in the masterplan? She loves me she loves me not I'm stuck in this pose waiting for the ball to drop. Waiting for the bubble to pop.
3.
It's taking long Considering I've got things I have to do After They're moving faster They're moving faster It's taking long Considering All the things I've considered This crawl... This crawl...
4.
Indignation 05:05
So many pretty colors seem to consume everyone, all around. "Take my hand," they say, and "Do your dance our way." And wear that smile, It's what we oughta do today. But the indignation stays when there's a reason behind your embrace. (when there's a reason behind your face) You have a weight with words. With all your big ideas, I cannot stop listening. But all your information fades not your conviction... Here, take your ready-made perfume to cover the stench of today. (You go around giving formulae When there's no one answer to everyone's prayer)
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Dancer is lost Dance remains HE can be known When you are not. Far from home, Fresh eyes. A marriage of senses. When judgements demise. THE CROWDS THE SOUNDS THE EYES The infectious gravity pulls me in. I shed .... I shed I run back into my shadow Aloneness . Aloneness . My center, My throne. A familiar zone. THE CROWDS THE SOUNDS THE EYES Circles Circles Around the ephemeral purpose. Around an ephemeral purpose.
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Escape 06:24
I'm breaking all these bridges Done retracing them a million times over. I'm a walking talking chemical bomb and I will go, I'll go off in your vicinity. Don't you dare follow me. I'll go to a place Far far far away from here Where there's a memory of a spark, it boils up the bottom of the ocean. Don't you dare follow me Tonight my muse is too loud and I can't sleep. I'll explode if I stay here I have to leave.
7.
Hush 05:26
Beautiful mind. When is your turn? To embrace and give way. You helped me learn. Now let me unlearn. 'cause I've had my fill. There's something about silence. There's something about silence.
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Moulds 02:22
There's a need to talk to each other, open the gate, communicate. Don't look into the sky when I look at you in the eye The answer lies right here in our mould. There's only so much I can say with all this language There's only so much I can say with all these words
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Truce 05:40
Disarmed Floating with the hoots Stopping Starting Breaking "truths" Reduced Weightless Let go

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The Bicycle Days chronicle the human experience. Calamitunes , their debut LP , is their first real opinion of it.

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released June 7, 2013

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The Bicycle Days is an alternative band based out of Bangalore, India.

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