1. |
All That Could Have Been
05:19
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I will follow you, knowing I should not
Come away with all the sins that make you rot
All the hollow you, deep cuts filled with ice
I will melt it through my mouth will pay the price
The beating grows each time I think
I now can feel it on my skin
… all that could have been
Tell me what I want to hear
dazzle me with wine and beer
…. All that could have been
I will dive in you with no safety net
Stir your inside out, what you give you’ll get
All the life you had you will forget
I will worship you, sacrifice your head
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2. |
Still
04:39
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The night is in a coma
Forgot to hang the stars or
Blow its breath or even softly gleam
Upon the moving water
And I stand still
No pain, no pain no breeze
To break this holy sleep
No pain. But just a salty tear to
Flavor the brine water
Strong men ascending from below
Gaped at from the gathered crowd
A mass of clumsy bags betrayed
By white delicate shoes
And I stand still
No pain, no pain no breeze
To break this holy sleep
No pain. But just a salty tear to
Flavor the brine water
Silence is all around …
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3. |
Little Things
05:17
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Little things- Green things
Coloured circles- piercing rays
Little things- wall to wall
Connect the dots- remain unseen
Cell to cell- maze to maze
Things that make the slatings move
Magic porch- astrid songs
Things so tiny from the sky
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4. |
Rain
03:42
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Shake it all off
shake your skin
Slam those walls
twist and fall
head on straight
bang the knees
never never never let go
Ill be your floor
Ill pick you up
When you fall
Slide to me
I had the same dream
We were at a concert
Shouting for this song
And then into your attic
Hoping that tomorrow
Would not find us there
never never never let go
i 'll be your floor
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5. |
On The Street
02:46
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Walking alone, you’re walking alone
The street is glowing
Watch every step, try not to tread
On hopes long taken
Walking alone, cold to the bone
Your face starts showing
Don’t want to beg, or look straight ahead
You crawl to your space
Eyes, so dry
They gaze as feet pass by
Still, you lie
While rain drips inside
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6. |
A Never Empty Picture
05:53
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Let music dazzle
Through drunk impression
My psychedelic icon
An instrument of passion
Almost approach grace
Sculpture silhouettes and pain
Compose our screams to make a song
Imagine senses always young
(A never empty picture
In life of raw absurd)
a never empty day
in life of raw absurd
put sound onto your fingers
let all your thoughts be heard
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7. |
Prison Song
06:13
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Με σμπάρα εγεννήθηκα, με κάμες με φασκιώσαν
Και με πιστολομάχαιρα στη κούνια με ασημώσαν
Είχα μια πίκρα στην καρδιά για πάντα σκεπασμένη
Πως δε μ’αγάπησε και εμέ ποτέ μια παντρεμένη
Σώπα μωρέ τραγουδιστή, να τραγουδήσει κι άλλος
Τον πόνο που 'χω στην καρδιά να τον ακούσει κι άλλος
Ω ουρανέ, πατέρα μας, και γης μανά γλυκειά μας
Να μην τα μάθει άλλος κανείς τα πάθη τα δικά μας
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8. |
Sun Inside
04:28
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Around the walls surrounding her
Are little doors and windows
She hangs some pictures in bright frames
To travel through while indoors
Special places, secret places
Tiny mirrors mingled with the sun
A cave so sacred, hidden places
She discovers paradise in them
Until the sun got stuck inside her head
-harder to handle than you think-
Her feet no longer touched the ground
She floated higher and sang
Forgetting all this time the sun
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9. |
Princess
04:20
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