Album
Hyori Two - from the porch to the patio to the ger, from a whim to the love to her
Tracks
| # | Title | Sung by | |
|---|
| 1 | the forest through the roquefort, the sheep are bouillon gliding, visors for branches | shamane | 1:15 |
| 2 | ranch tuxedos laid over balconies for satsuma cordials, felix unger cummerbunds | shamane | 2:30 |
| 3 | the maître d' told the bride to be let's get the blue one, you'll stir porridge, the ger's gorgeous | shamane | 0:52 |
| 4 | glutinous calgary ski cabins, cabanas and cantaloupe tapas foam | shamane | 0:50 |
| 5 | the abalone like ping-pong tourneys, takeout tremendous like picnic pallets | shamane | 5:15 |
| 6 | halibut cakes on the dashboard, every scuba diver has a garfield fern full of soufflé crumbs | shamane | 0:27 |
| 7 | which tree foraged for us, the forest the brush, hazelnuts in my hair, the husky to mus | shamane | 0:40 |
| 8 | the spoonbill dropped the baguette, we tapenade roast the cipollini fronds (when you spin in the snow you just know) | shamane | 3:10 |
| 9 | cascading mascarpone fountain, mofongo custard, my poncho mustard | shamane | 1:30 |
| 10 | luxembourg pulleys, posies poised on the pulpit | shamane | 1:28 |
| 11 | a sprinter in a sprinter, a drop of huckleberry preserves, uni pastels like petals in motion | shamane | 3:23 |
| 12 | incredible credenza etch, throw some rosemary in the colander, watch it turn canonical, into a sketch | shamane | 1:15 |
| 13 | a snifter of makegeolli, ferment the rice like hot springs, the compost, lacoste beets | shamane | 1:56 |
| 14 | the glockenspiel tangelo dressing, more mezzanines per acre than your hay loft dryer sheet starter course | shamane | 1:20 |
| 15 | coat the arch like langoustines | shamane | 0:45 |
| 16 | my moat grandiose, village huts like sorrel in a copper pan | shamane | 0:48 |
| 17 | the view of the lake, the stew watch it skate, every banana blade, how we bake the bread | shamane | 1:15 |
| 18 | the train runs on the sand, dial up any portable ornament, take a sea cow to the pâtisserie, she got four dozen bonbon tins, the entire way home flapped her fins | shamane | 2:47 |
| 19 | with a whisk and a sprig of raw camelbert, speckled window seats like snowflakes landing on qr codes, like rustic gnocchi bears | shamane | 1:00 |
| 20 | to take a walk, to take off, the driveway is a runway, some runoff, a run-on, we run off, pick fronds, pick ponds | shamane | 1:00 |
| 21 | the abalone like ping-pong tourneys, takeout tremendous like picnic pallets - part two | shamane | 9:00 |
Source: MusicBrainz release group 878e161d-5593-4816-aa59-1681c61d153c (CC0). Cover: Cover Art Archive.