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White-washed, stone-faced, sparkle-eyes 
Short steps, regrets, sleepless nights 

Time tolls the bell: sweet blue sea, salted sevens swell 
Baby I can tell: eyes like knives cutting crimson spells 

Bare breast, rats nest, colour-coded lies 
Bottle breath, fake your death, living secret lives 

Time tolls the bell: sweet blue sea, salted sevens swell 
Baby I can tell: eyes like knives cutting crimson spells 

You forgot just how.

Young Gold

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Little Lemon is always facing 
To the West she goes sailing 
The waves they come crashing down, 
They’re crashing, they fall 
Lemon calls out the warning bell 
It’s song: so long 

I can see 

Little Lemon was always facing 
To the West she went sailing 
The waves they came crashing down 
They’re crashing, they fell 
Lemon called out the warning 

I can see 
I can still see.

Where The World Becomes A Washed Wonder

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I can’t tell just how deep the water flows; 
Still surface but still nobody knows just how deep it goes 

You’re like a winter sun over the horizon 

I can’t say just how tall the mountain grows; 
Still surface but still nobody knows just how deep it goes 

You’re like a winter sun over the horizon 

Baby, say yes; don’t second guess 
I’ll be around for you; turn the grey to blue

Wild Wilderness

One forget two
Too forlorn to

Like chalk on the paper, you can’t see
Mist in a valley, mystery
Fog as far as the eye can see
Got myself into bad company

Screaming with no volume, no sound
Wish my head could turn it all around
A smile is just a frown laid on its head
Tell me how love wins all in the end

Tell me how love wins all in the end
Tell me how we’ll always be good friends
Tell me how ours is a bond that never breaks, it never ends

It’s You.

You said, “darling, please, don’t turn away”; 
And then you turned away
You read stories in the lines of my hands, behind my eyes
Don’t you understand?
It’s You

It’s You.

It's You

Forget Seven-Seas, your feet won't run
Got in the bag, but you don’t have just any one
Thought it very sad this song-sung hum
Filling up your body until your body is a black sun.

Silence is the noise that won’t disappear
Put me in a box to live another year
Walking through the streets my feet are stone
Forgot how to live a life alone.

Go, and then you go
Go, and then you’ve gone.

Forget Seven-Seas, what you you need is coming soon
Got it in the bag, it’s written on the rune
Thought it very sad, this song-sung loon
Filling up your body until your body is a silver moon.

Silver Moon

You are the Sun, I am the Moon
Never together, despite what we do
One lives in light, the other at night.

I was surprised, so I sold myself lies, diamond eyes
I believed that the Sun couldn’t hurt anyone; a smoking gun

You are the Calm, I am the Storm
Never together, each day we transform
Try to do right, so wise in hindsight

A-E-I-O-YOU

Let it burn! 

When there's a feeling outside 
And it's begging you to come in 
But it's been so long and you've gone so far 
You don't know how to begin. 

And you've really got to have it 
But you don't know how to get it 
You need it 
But you can't get it on your own. 

And there's a feeling inside now 
And it's begging you to break out 
But it's been so long that you've been all alone 
What if it doesn't count? 

Everybody's saying go 
But your head and your heart are saying no 
They keep on asking why 
But the only thing you're telling them are lies 
And when your story starts to fall apart 
And you don't even know who you are 
And they're feeding you lies on your TV screen 
Feels like there's a distance 
A veil between us tonight. 

Let it Burn!

Let It Burn!

Technical-Cutesy indie music about the ocean and broken hearts.

Fox Opera is the alias of multi-instrumentalist Caitlin Copeland. Blending together the abrasiveness of math rock with the soothing calmness of indie pop, Copeland creates a sonic patchwork that is both catchy and cacophonous.

FOX OPERA