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Take Action! Volume 3
Disc 1
01. PSA
02. Crystal Lake
03. Silhouette
04. My Only Cure
05. Giving Up
06. Stavesail
07. For the Workforce, Drowning
08. White Wedding Dress
09. Like the Angel
10. More Depalma, Less Fellini
11. Six Foot Revolver
12. Wish
13. Hope Against Hope
14. Void
15. Given Flight by Demons’ Wings
16. Switched On
17. Chapter Four
18. Thoughts Without Words (live)
19. Ebolarama
20. You Can’t Kill Integrity
21. The Breath
22. My Gun Your Bullets
Disc 2
01. A Beautiful Mistake
02. Free Fall Without a Parachute
03. Life of a Salesman
04. White Lights
05. Routines
06. The Sound
07. Take Care
08. Chicago Is So Two Years Ago
09. I Love the Way She Said ‘L.A.’
10. Being Your Walls
11. Arthur Nix
12. You’re Quiet
13. A Gentleman Caller
14. Hope for Us
15. Hours Seemed Like Days
16. Carry On
17. Drugs and Models
18. Black City
19. Sick of Modern Art
20. Heart Attack American
21. Frankie Machine
22. Safe in Sound
23. On That Stage
If I only had an ocean to compliment the sky
I'd pull it down
And paint it for you
And I'd never question why
Cause red would mean you loved me
And blue would mean you cared
But black my heart when left alone
To cold and killing stares.
This is the burning of a dream.

The sound now turns to silence
But I'll keep spinning around
Naked in the rain of my own tears
As they fall into the
Bucket of your apologies
While closing everyone else's eyes
Because your own are shut
Not to see the volume rise again.

Feels like I'm waiting in the last hiding place on earth
Hangman's noose tight round my neck
But I'm saved and
For 100, 000 memories
Been washed ashore
Be swept again by forever
And sailed away from you.
Now that the rain has ended
So the sun... can shine thru me

The sound now turns to silence
But I'll keep spinning around
Naked in the rain of my own tears
As they fall into the
Bucket of your apologies
While closing everyone else's eyes
Because your own are shut
Not to see the volume rise again.

Only you could row my boat ashore
If only you could set my fears at rest
But until lack of sympathies regress
I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting
For your call.

The sound now turns to silence
But I'll keep spinning around
Naked in the rain of my own tears
As they fall into the
Bucket of your apologies
While closing everyone else's eyes
Because your own are shut
Not to see the volume rise again.