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Calling the waters
02:44
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Hello there, I write to you today,
Lyrics lost, astray in the digital fray,
Hoping this note, in the chaos, might lay,
Last week I shared a dream, a song in shades of gray.
It's a melody of silent whispers, a plea unheard, unseen,
It's the echo in the void, bending with the breeze
This is a simple song, a bit of my soul in every words
The venture of a dreamer, in a boat that barely floats,
If you've not had the chance, if my music doesn't denote,
I'll send you all my melodies, every song I wrote.
It's a rhythm of quiet struggles, a ballad of hidden pain,
It's the music of the unnoticed, dancing in the rain,
In this world of rush and roar, where we've lost our way,
I yearn for the simple joy, the rhythm of a rainy day,
It's a melody of silent whispers, a plea unheard, unseen,
It's the echo in the void, bending with the breeze
In the end, my dream is simple - to see the rain again.
Now I just want to see the rain again, cleanse away the stain.
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2. |
Disdain
02:38
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You look into my eyes
As if looking for a hint of disdain
you will not find anything like this
Looking for a sign
Just to prove your doubt
is it really too good to be true ?
kiss me hard and I pull you on the couch
Burning sigh, it will be fine
Death is all around
and no one know what's behind
but we're meant for each other
Until the end of time
your heart is a little sore
And my mind is a little bored
but we're meant for each other
Until the end of time
Kiss me hard and I pull you on the couch
Burning sigh, it will be fine
Big bright shining star
Big bright shining star
I wonder, I want her
Big bright shining star
Big bright shining star
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3. |
Magic Tricks
03:17
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All the magic tricks, come together
lingered long enough for my intentions
And all the troubles, are coming like the wind
And then the bubbles are leaving you behind
Crossing all the boundaries to find a place
Crossing all the boundaries to feel the breeze
and I think I miss the water
that fixed me in place
I think I missed the time
when we were together
I ask you why
the hell do you have
a loaded gun ?
that's why
we all bleed red
we all end up dead
Crossing all the boundaries to find a cool wind
Crossing all the mountains, and be my bird
Breath the smell of ocean
and whisper through your hair,
I think I missed the time
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4. |
Holiday
02:52
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On holiday I like to ride my bike, man
On holiday I won't woke up very early
I’ll never get tired of dreaming for the future
and hope some girl would like to be my grilfriend
On holiday I roam around on my own
On holiday I do I want
I’ll never get tired of dreaming for my future
and hope Clara would like to be my grilfriend
I'll build a house, with my own two hands
I'll build a world, better than before
On holiday tourists ask me for direction
I point them in the wrong direction
May I ask them for a little bit of money
Maybe someday with Clara, we will share our lives
On holiday, I'd like to take you for a ride
With your happy smile, and beautiful face
Your perfect waist your natural grace
I wanna live my life with you
I'll build a house, with my own two hands
I'll build a world, better than before
I'll try to find my way out
When I grow up I'll try to find my way out
But climate won’t stop
won’t stop warming,
People won’t stop,
won't stop dying
and all the tensions
won’t stop tensing up,
pandemic that won’t stop fucking up
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Snug !
under the table with the dog
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6. |
End times foretold
02:55
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As the earth is gripped by a fearsome scowl,
The world is passing away
Through darkness and chaos
The world is passing away
Fires rage, skies red and gold,
Tears shed, so many stories untold,
End times foretold,
Humanity's fate now sold,
End times foretold,
Apocalypse, say so
Souls have grown in this garden,
Fed by the sun and the rain,
Roots deep in the earth,
Fires rage, skies red and gold,
Tears shed, so many stories untold,
End times foretold,
Humanity's fate now sold,
End times foretold,
Petals open to the light,
Colors shining bright and true,
Beauty was born from struggle
End times foretold,
Humanity's fate now sold,
End times foretold,
the wind will howl,
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7. |
Water to wine
03:16
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There will be great earthquakes,
The ground already shakes,
Mountains are not so strong
Cities fall along
The liquid flows with grace,
As the guests gaze in amaze,
What was once plain water,
Is now a pure slaughter.
There will be terrors and great signs
From heaven, the sky will darken,
The stars will be uneven,
The moon will turn to blood,
The sun will lose its light,
The world will tremble again
As day turns into night.
The oceans will rise
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8. |
Yadiloh
01:16
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ሃልጋጎረዐⶴ
ልረልክ ቻልኡቹጮልክ
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9. |
End up like dog food
03:19
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you'll finish by resigning
especially when other longings
in the cry of morning
you'll finish by resigning
under the rays of the sun
Marking the death of night
struck by a harpoon
Howling at the moon
End up as dog food
don't want to give up too soon
Howling at the moon
End up as dog food
tearing out existence
i keep on believing
of us, loving
I wonder if you will stay
overtime with me
under this moon,
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10. |
Rebound
03:05
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In the heart of a neutron, in the blink of a photon,
Dwells a secret, we fucking want to know
What the shit about dark matter, and the energy that shatters,
Lies the dance, in the palm of our hand.
It's a quantum dance, in the palm of our hand.
That we're connected, disconnected
From a galaxy afar, to a grain in the sand,
Rebound, we're spinning in the cosmic round,
Rebound our truths will never be found.
Rebound, we're bound.
We're a flash in the cosmos, a ripple in the tide,
In the fabric of time, we seek, we hide.
We're a moment in infinity, a stroke of divinity,
Quantum ties in a cosmic parade.
It's a quantum dance, in the palm of our hand.
In the grand scale, we're but tiny believers.
Rebound, we're spinning in the cosmic round,
Rebound our truths will never be found.
Rebound, we're bound.
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11. |
Less and Less
04:13
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I fade without you
is it just a shame ?
Can't go on without you
Do you feel the same ?
A day without you
I just go insane
I wanna warm myself without you
only problems that I made
I've never wonder
Who's really there for me
I must say I don't care
No sense of wonder
you are feeling hate for thee
I must say I don't care
What I do,
is just trying to save
the little that is left of me
Do you feel the same ?
One day without you
iron-tasting blood
I wanna live without you
only problems that I made
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12. |
Headcrack
02:18
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You wanna be a part of it
New York, New York
I'm outta of it
I need to sleep
I don't wanna be a part of it
Night after night,
A part of your society, shit
You're making my eye lids heavy
My body feels like he's a hundred years old
Making my eye lids heavy
My buddy feels like he's a hundred years old
Your morning face
An aftertaste
They're all erased
Amphetamines, salt and freebase
What I can see and I can feel
The drugs at work
Inside of me
Outside of me
You're making my eye lids heavy
My body feels like he's a hundred years old
Making my eye lids heavy
My body feels like he's a hundred years old
Does it make you feel good ?
Does it make you feel rad ?
Does it make you feel good ?
Feel my head crack
Headcraaaaaack
I couldn’t take it anymore
Run and hide
I couldn't save everyone
Break it apart, visible scars
Not outta New York
I'm outta of it
I need to sleep
Andy and Reed
And Rock n Roll
I'm outta shit
I'm outta chicks
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13. |
I did all the talking
02:25
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I just tumbled far down
Digging myself a hole
I will reach my goal
Breathing aerosols
It’s an alcohol rain
Got my ration of pain
And I will reach my goal
Inhale aerosols
You used me like a joystick,
Then you got tired of me
Everything else is static
You used me like a joystick,
I’m not running out of ink
Everything else is static
And it’s hard to contain
speak in the way that you think
I will reach my goal
Put on your doll face
I can rationalize
But, what does rational mean,
deep into the rabbit's hole
Breathing aerosols
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Alan Fakeman Montpellier, France
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