Separator - Ex Cops



     
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Separator Lyrics


It's like I've fallen out of bed from a long, vivid dream
The sweetest flower, fruits are hanging from the trees
Falling off a giant bird that's been carrying me
It's like I've fallen out of bed from a long and vivid dream
Just exactly as I remember, every word, every gesture
Have my heart in my mouth
Like I've fallen out of bed from a long, vivid dream

Finally I'm free of all the weight I've been carrying
And as that woman blows her cover
In the eye of the beholder
I'm a fish now, out of water
Falling off a giant bird that's been carrying me
I fell open, I lay under at the tip I lost your number

I wanna slip over and get back under
And if you think this is over, then you're wrong
If you think this is over, then you're wrong
If you think this is over, then you're wrong

If you think this is over, then you're wrong
Like I've fallen out of bed from a long, vivid dream

Finally I'm free of all the weight I've been carrying
When at last you'll give in
When at last you'll give in
Wake me up, wake me up
Wake me up, wake me up
Wake me up, wake me up
Wake me up, wake me up

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Borrowing from the wispy sounds of vintage Sarah Records and Flying Nun artists, Brooklyn, New York’s Ex Cops is the project of Brian Harding (ex-Hymns) and and Amalie Bruun (ex-Minks).
Formed in 2011 the duo self-released a short-run, homespun CD-EP of hazy, lo-fi recordings featuring Harding’s opaque bedroom-pop songwriting juxtaposed with the duo’s sun-kissed harmonies. Their John Siket-produced (Yo La Tengo, Sonic Youth) debut, True Hallucinations, due out January 22 via Other Music Recording Co.

Read more about Ex Cops on Last.fm.


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