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[Nostalgia]
00:28
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Speak
03:44
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Teach me, how to converse.
I was never one, with words
I can, not even speak, the way, I need
Something simple, something, more
Easy, something, more able…
Everything you say, will be said anyway
And everything you own won’t be here when you’re gone.
And how these words belong; in books or in a song?
To let our pages turn, to burn ourselves away from this world
Through my, fountains of lies, this voice, is mine
No fate.
Nothing confined inside
I’ll rise to something simple, something, more
Easy, something, more able…
Everything you say, will be said anyway
And everything you own won’t be here when you’re gone.
And how these words belong; in books or in a song?
To let our pages turn, to burn ourselves away from this world…
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3. |
That day of yesterness
02:58
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it’s not the first and its surely not the last
I don’t know why I’d think it’s any different
Eh?
I felt useless…
On that day of yester-ness
Remember when I said I couldn’t think straight?
It’s not the first and it’s surely not the last.
They’re different but all the same, they blend so well these days of yester-ness.
Eh?
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4. |
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Stare at a screen, I think an endless train of thought
My empty eyes were happy
The very thought of you, my castle made of sand
No one here to help me, you’re not here to hold my hand
I think I’ll go outside, i think I’ll make some friends
The world is never lonely, but always on the internet
No love alchemy, life algorithm
Where is there be, where is there to go
We could be lovers, or sit in a chair
Staring at a screen, an endless train of thought
My empty eyes were happy
Forgetting how to spell, forgetting all my life
Forgetting all my problems, just lonely days and empty eyes
This boring train will crash; I’ll never make a sound
No love alchemy, life algorithm
This boring train will crash; I’ll never make a sound
No love alchemy, life algorithm
Maybe all of this is never nothing normal
(I don’t make no sound)
I have to rise above a boring subculture.
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5. |
Flicker
03:38
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Oh it’s like an empty light, in the corners of the room.
And it's like every lie, has a little bit of truth.
And don't you ever say something like always, because when i say it things just start to change.
And don't you ever say something like "missed your chance you’re too late".
Just be patient, life is not a race.
You could dream, you could die, no such thing as destiny.
You could cheat, you could lie, I won’t try to justify.
Pins and needles in your heart, I'd hope you know it’s all your fault.
Now your light flicks on and off, since your life fell apart.
Play with fire with your hands, but you always get burned in the end.
Keep your secrets hold them in, or leave them where your flowers always burgeoning…
And don't you ever say something like always, because when I say it things just start to change.
And no one wants to decide between all this love and all this hate, when both of them are just as passionate.
You could dream, you could die, no such thing as destiny.
You could cheat, you could lie, I won’t try to justify.
Pins and needles in your heart, I'd hope you know it’s all your fault.
Now your light flicks on and off, since your life fell apart.
Not since your life fell apart...
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6. |
Lighthouse
04:10
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Build a ship and meet me in the ocean,
been cast away by solitary motions,
little hands, little heart, little sounds, little thoughts.
Bring that ship to meet me in the lighthouse,
above land I'll guide you far beyond bounds,
little hands, little heart, little sounds, little thoughts?
Don't stray, don't get lost, I'll take you there if you want,
your infant life it grows short,
with your little hands, little heart, little sounds, little thoughts...
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7. |
I am deaf, you are blind
05:17
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Nothing is in order, and shadows live to cast.
I know I'm just a quarter, but I want to be your half.
And at first the plan was, to never feel again.
Tell me your favorite things, I'll show you who I am.
Whenever were apart let’s try to get things back again
Remember how we are, let’s try to hurt each other less.
‘Cause I'm deaf, and your blind but were better left combined.
Whenever you are blind I'll try to make you understand,
Whenever I am deaf just put the image in my head.
‘Cause I'm deaf, and your blind but were better left combined.
Up and down your soul, and In and Out your bones, and
Underneath your skin, your always beautiful.
Drown us in cliché’s, in unfamiliar ways
If we were just a rope, we'll tie up all the frays
You can hear the sound, of love begin to grow
I can see your half, I want to make you whole
Whenever were apart let’s try to get things back again
Remember how we are, let’s try to hurt each other less.
‘Cause I'm deaf, and your blind but were better left combined.
Whenever you are blind I'll try to make you understand,
Whenever I am deaf just put the image in my head.
‘Cause I'm deaf, and your blind but were better left combined.
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(Bass)
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