Myths of the Near Future

Light touch my hands in a dream of Golden Skans From now on, you can forget our future plans Night touch my hands with the turning Golden Skans, From the night to the light, all plans are golden in your hands Set sail from sense, bring all her young

[ti:Four Horsemen Of 2012] [ar:Klaxons] [al:Myths Of The Near Future] [offset:0] [00:23.55]Theres a half-man, half-horse, who still pollutes my thoughts as he rides on a flame in the sky [00:30.74]He comes through the centuries with me on his engines

Good thieves of burning cars Encircle poisoned rivers, minds and hearts Horses want to dance But find their wings are damaged, water damaged Gold is selling out So hurry, mighty ocean's rising fast A big man with a plan Has got a storm a coming, mons

Magick, without tears Magick, without tears Magick, without tears The magick comandeer The way to mother noose The way to suck an egg The way to golden dawn The way to Koh Phangan The glitter on the snow the place to always go Do what you will Do wha

Krill edible oceans at their feet A troublesome troop out on safari a lullaby holds their drones in sleep For tatteling clearly indiscreet Five fallible flags in hypersonic Are told to stay nearly out of reach And in space two receivers turn away Jus

I'll live for you I'd die for you Do what you want me to I'll cry for you My tears will show That I can't let you go It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Cos I ca

[ti:Isle Of Her] [ar:Klaxons] [al:Myths Of The Near Future] [offset:0] [00:11.57]Row! There's only seven more miles to go [00:15.76]Row! There's only seven more miles to go [00:20.20]Row! There's only seven more miles to go [00:24.51]Row! There's onl

[ti:As Above, So Below] [ar:Klaxons] [al:Myths Of The Near Future] [offset:0] [00:17.14]Sailing silver waves, trough the skies and round your eyes [00:22.83]And in the pockets ot the tide a meeting place by night [00:33.08]Sequin covered swans, that

Come on with me through ruined lipglock Across Tangian deserts, we'll flock Madcap Medusa, flank my foghorn We'll change four seasons with our first born All ships of sense on hyper ocean All kites of chaos, still in motion My culture vulture, such a

At club 18-30 I met Julius Caesar, Lady Diana and Mother Theresa. At club 18-30 I met Julius Caesar, Lady Diana and Mother Theresa. Signs, you know I see them all the time. Time, It's just a fraction of a sign. Cerebella sitting on the totem timeline