1. |
Coffee And Regrets
03:30
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Strange how people change.
That's OK, if you don't care.
Rush to end the game.
I don't shout, I'm grown up now.
I can see your soul,
all your frightful labyrinths.
Hatred we confess
isn't heavy anymore.
Quiet flow the wishful thoughts
all across the bedroom drought.
If you ever dreamed of jumping off this train,
it's too late for arguments, you won't shun the pain.
Well, you say you played me by your acid threads,
and I think that I can use coffee and regrets.
Coffee and regrets in time.
I'll be fine.
Faith and other drugs
don't do much; we're not on films.
Wish you were my god,
you were the master of my winds.
Through the looking glass, a growl.
Whose reflection do I see?
If you ever dreamed of jumping off this train,
it's too late for arguments, you won't shun the pain.
Well, you say you played me by your acid threads,
and I think that I can use coffee and regrets
Coffee and regrets in time.
I'll be fine.
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2. |
Win The Universe
03:18
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Rainstorm on a pillow
unlocks the thoughts of winters to come.
Wash away the future
eyeless and fainted will be my part
This is the chance for writing a glorious tale
The world is waiting for your first step to take
Cause
you’ve got the summer in your heart and sometimes is all that you need.
You’ve got the summer in your heart cause everyone can see.
You’ve got the summer in your heart and sometimes is more than enough
You’ve got the summer in your heart, the greatest kind of art.
Falling for a stranger
you leave me drowned into your face
Run away from Sundays
leave all the tears down across the pace
This is a war you fought so many years ago
To win the universe is just a highway stroll
Cause
you’ve got the summer in your heart and sometimes is all that you need.
You’ve got the summer in your heart cause everyone can see.
You’ve got the summer in your heart and sometimes is more than enough
You’ve got the summer in your heart, the greatest kind of art.
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3. |
Come To Conversation
04:17
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If you come to conversations,
if you're braver than you think,
you will find your sisters absent
and in your mouth a taste of ink.
You can have a bottle of failures
and a reason to respect
every bedroom with a warning,
every parking with a dress.
In conversations there's a sun.
Oh, you will join and understand
that people are some kind of black holes
sucking all you can give,
all you can care for
all you can love.
Conversations never bother.
Conversations allways chear.
Voices come as kissing mothers
and your god is full of fears.
So, give yourself a plastic favor:
Show your face and get a scar.
Youth is such a vicious traitor
but you'll notice when it's far.
In conversations there's a sun.
Oh, you will join and understand
that people are some kind of black holes
sucking all you can give,
all you can care for
all you can love.
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4. |
Curved On Ice
04:16
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Find
what can never be found,
hanging out for tomorrow that will bring you the sound if your lies.
Say.
No one hears what you say,
when you fall from the greatness that your friends make you think you deserve.
Feel.
It is better to feel,
than try sticking a patch on your fear.
True.
It’s about what is true.
In this mountain of sorrows, it’s your faith you’ll eventually loose.
Is it me you’re looking for?
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5. |
Crystal Drum
07:12
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I'll knife your sky to smear the rain.
The words will break on their way out of your head.
Old days were giants, scarred by the plans
your mother kept inside a virgin's chest.
But when the ecstasy emerges from the kiss,
plans for a diamond ring as seen on the films,
love is some background noise you hear in your head coating all your dreams in silver.
Play a crystal drum and cover me to the end of days,
for I'm grateful for you let me be around.
Play a crystal drum.
Play a crystal drum and shake the wear so unfair and plain.
There is nothing to get really sad about.
Play a crystal drum.
I left myself inside you. Everywhere.
One lock of hair, so well preserved
stays from that night your hands became my throne.
Little by little, all the tin men are gone.
Their tears are flourishing all over the wall
where tinny sallow hands are weaving from a picture of a borrowed girlfriend.
Play a crystal drum and cover me to the end of days,
for I'm grateful for you let me be around.
Play a crystal drum.
Play a crystal drum and shake the wear so unfair and plain.
There is nothing to get really sad about.
Play a crystal drum.
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6. |
Not Here Anymore
04:03
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Roads are only crossing
and the sun is always knocking
on a hat with blue pinned pearls,
can simply follow
the deserts upon your sorrow
when you stare all this world.
And now the river
is throwing leaves against the evening
and the earth calls the clouds
again.
And now the children
are making songs about the seaside
and the water rips the towers
away.
World, we just stop work in
cause the right thing never happens
and the summer lasts for one year
I firstly saw you
and I let my heart adore you
I gave a name on a tear I spent.
And now the river
is throwing leaves against the evening
and the earth calls the clouds
again.
And now the children
are making songs about the seaside
and the water rips the towers
away.
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7. |
Another Wish
03:42
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A wish may hide another wish.
This is my climb; no one to share.
Go with that man and you’ll be safe.
Your pretty head hide in the sand.
Many times I’ve been banned.
But it’s yourself you fear the most,
so sweating you wake up at night,
thinking you lose your mind in dreams,
but then you can’t find a way
more excuses to say
A kiss may last
a thousand years.
Once I’ve been sad,
once I’ve been mad.
Now, I know people past.
But it’s yourself you fear the most,
so sweating you wake up at night,
thinking you lose your mind in dreams,
but then you can’t find a way
more excuses to say
...and the question remains
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8. |
Sandy Says
05:00
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Sandy says “I missed the fire”.
We were calm for a while.
Now she’s lost inside the mouth of a siren,
while she’s slipping away.
Blowing off the candle of her life,
fragments of our freedom so far behind.
All the little stars we failed to go
shining out tonight on this endless road,
we can do it,
we can do it,
we can do it,
any time.
we can do it,
we can do it,
we can do it,
if we try.
Sandy cries “Unwind the autumn
cause we know where it goes”.
She’s a true fight and what else could I ask for.
Never touches this world.
Blowing off the candle of her life,
fragments of our freedom so far behind.
All the little stars we failed to go
shining out tonight on this endless road,
we can do it,
we can do it,
we can do it,
any time.
we can do it,
we can do it,
we can do it,
if we try.
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9. |
Beast Inside
05:07
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There’s a lemon tree that’s growing in my heart.
There’s a misty road to things behind the sun.
I put on my raincoat and fly
and small words are what left behind.
Changing bed for bed is what the living do.
I can be a part of someone else’s truth.
I’m filling the gaps of my life
Let’s say it is no longer mine.
Who runs this show in the back of all I know?
When the eyes reach out for beauty instead of kindness, it’s like living in a box.
Cause after all, it’s the flesh that makes the call.
Love is nothing more than little prays inside me, chasing rabbits in the hole.
There’s a time for sailing all across the fears.
There’s a sea in my palm that is made of tears.
The world would mean nothing at all
if angels hadn’t made the fall.
Trying to find the blade to cut the beast inside.
Then I’ll dance the poems to the edge of time.
But lately we just spend the days
remembering each other's face.
Who runs this show in the back of all I know?
When the eyes reach out for beauty instead of kindness, it’s like living in a box.
Cause after all, it’s the flesh that makes the call.
Love is nothing more than little prays inside me, chasing rabbits in the hole.
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10. |
Train
04:36
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Far away, straight ahead.
Wiping snow that covers piercing eyes of sacrifice.
Iron veins, never rest.
Sliding in this costume, I can feel old convention's nails.
And now the train gets faster and no one is safe,
cause you are my master and I am your slave.
Pair of wings on her couch
all afraid to open, flying me to that sweet suffering.
Knife is sweet, trails the bones,
paints the night in scarlet, sets the carriages on fire.
You provide the order, what the lady prefers.
Till this journey is over I'll be loving your furs.
Up the hill, down the plain,
counting tears in shadows as my Venus is screaming my name.
Gage the man I used to be,
whether god or devil, all my past is whipped away.
And now the train gets faster and no one is safe,
cause you are my master and I am your slave.
You provide the order, what the lady prefers.
Till this journey is over I'll be loving your furs.
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