
Somewhere, below rows and rows of grey peaked roofs there is a glow. It is a glow that emanates from two sources, the first being a little computer screen, the second originating from the eyes of a peculiar boy. First Nations is his name, and his fingers flash in the half-light, over keys and tone knobs and his eyes shoot sparks and lightning into the air before his face. And from somewhere, below rows and rows of houses, there is a noise. This is the same noise that is made by your heart when you sleep
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Secret Hymn
Acapulco
swimmers
Your Waves, They Grow
Son, We Are Animals
Royal Blood
We Faced Each Others Homes
Voice Of An Old Friend
Mt. St. Helens
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I Sang On Your Heart II
I Sang On Your Heart I
When Silver Antlers Draw My Blood
Feelings
Black Beach
Cathedral Bells
Beach People
Paper Heart/Leather Lungs
i cut off both my hands
Ghost Lamp
Little Wings
Poorly Knitted Skull
Seoul
Wild Beasts/Old Flame
2 Swans
Wooden Half Arrow
Hittarp
Cairo
**I'm Sorry Joseph, I Couldn't Stop The Bleeding II
Ferocious King
I'm Sorry Joseph, I Couldn't Stop The Bleeding
There Is Smoke All Around the Sides of Your Bed
Spirit Molds
Wooden Half-Arrow
Microphones in the Trees
Skeletundra
A Light Is Above You
Hand of Destroyer
Silver Wind
Jonathan
Will o' the Wisp
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From the Soil, a Violin
Bayonets
From The Soil, A Violin (Goose Lake Cover)
Celebrate Wild Rice
Leaf Mask
Dead Leaves on Accordion Keys
Viking Funeral
Black Lawn
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