[ar:passenger]
[ti:Holocene]
[by:pengling_bber]
[al:]
[sign:]
[total:280000]
[offset:0]
[00:05.04]　“Someway, baby, it's part of me, apart from me.”
[00:34.55]　　you're laying waste to Halloween
[00:39.86]　　you f**ked it friend,
[00:41.91]　　it's on it's head, it struck the street
[00:46.86]　　you're in Milwaukee, off your feet
[00:50.02]　　and at once I knew I was not magnificent
[00:57.67]　　strayed above the highway aisle
[01:21.13]　　(jagged vacance, thick with ice)
[01:28.98]　　I could see for miles, miles, miles
[01:36.08]　　3rd and Lake it burnt away, the hallway
[01:44.93]　　was where we learned to celebrate
[01:50.58]　　automatic bought the years you'd talk for me
[01:57.59]　　that night you played me Lip Parade
[02:03.19]　　not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree
[02:10.34]　　saying nothing, that's enough for me
[02:17.04]　　and at once I knew I was not magnificent
[02:26.94]　　hulled far from the highway aisle
[02:45.40]　　(jagged, vacance, thick with ice)
[02:52.71]　　I could see for miles, miles, miles
[03:11.02]　　Christmas night,
[03:26.28]　　it clutched the light, the hallow bright
[03:31.83]　　above my brother, I and tangled spines
[03:38.08]　　we smoked the screen to make it what it was to be
[03:45.88]　　now to know it in my memory:
[03:52.28]　　and at once I knew I was not magnificent
[04:10.58]　　high above the highway aisle
[04:18.03]　　(jagged vacance, thick with ice)
[04:26.03]　　I could see for miles, miles, miles