Invisible Wizard

by Clementwave

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“…fresh and vibrant…has the hallmarks of a band who could go far.” - Leonardslair.co.uk
“…fierce progressive rock with accents of electronica.” - miccontrol.com

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released 01 March 2010
on MORPH Recordings (info@morphrecordings.com)
Written by Clementwave
Recorded, Engineered & Mixed By Matty Moon

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Track Name: Bigfoot Transmission
Last time we went out
we played pass the parcel
nowadays
we are just breathing fire

Closer to god, I know
25 years ago
closer to god
closer to god

Kiss me in shades of grey
while away winter days
closer to god
closer to god

I saw you on Monday
black eye and all
in absentia
Cocodemial smile

Closer to god, I know
25 years ago
closer to god
closer to god

Kiss me in shades of grey
while away winter days
closer to god
closer to god
Track Name: Eggs Avec Legs
Turn the lights out (sì signore)
Turn the lights out (sì signore)

I can't keep a secret
and I can't write a song
can't hold a tune to save my life
you can't help but sing along

I can't keep you happy
I'll probably make you bored
I'll hold your hand and smile away
and have fire as my reward

Turn the lights out (sì signore)
Turn the lights out (sì signore)

I hate songs about love
hate poems about peace
I'll spit on Proust and shit on Graves
and I'll finally get some sleep

open up old wounds
dissect what was fresh
I'll keep my eye on CNN
for facts about the flesh

Turn the lights out (sì signore)
Turn the lights out (sì signore)

Ba, ba da, ba da, bah bah
Ba, ba da, ba da, bah bah
Ba, ba da, ba da, bah bah
bah da (eggs avec legs!)

Repeat.
Track Name: Oxygen Tanks
Its a transgression
from what was left behind
its a pragmatists wet dream
and everythings a smoke filled screen
unseen unseen

but I dont dream of oxygen tanks
I dream of you

systemic chaos
and the oak leaves turn to brown
collapsed reality
and all the eyes converge on me
unseen unseen

but I dont dream of winter or spring
I dream of you

diverted airplanes
colliding in the sky
explosions light my eyes
and somewhere close an old man dies
unseen unseen

but i dont dream of airports on fire
i dream of you