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Random
02:39
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(instrumental)
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Lost Cause. I Surrender!
03:28
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Lost Cause. I Surrender!
When it's you, I guess so easily.
The tone of your voice and your distinct scent.
You freeze me everytime you stares.
But burns me right in.
The more I avoid this feeling,
more I'm envolved and close to the edge,
where I always wanted to be
like a blind juggler in circus ring.
When it's you, I guess so easily.
The tone of your voice and your distinct scent.
You freeze me everytime you stares.
But burns me right in.
It's hard to say what I feel face to face,
an eye for an eye.
Sometimes I'm a coward.
But I'll never let you escape.
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3. |
Till Life Do Us Apart
04:52
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Till Life Do Us Apart
You were my medication.
Always there when I needed.
An escape from all confusion.
A road so calm between very huge pines.
You got tired of breaking up your time.
I'll take the risks of my addictions,
cuz' it's already an essential part of me
And our town became too small
for what I always aimed to be.
I got tired of breaking up my time.
I admire the way you dealed with it.
We are fallible, just look around.
We are fallible, just look around.
Look what we've done
and what we still will do
mystakes are all around
they're the essence of me and you.
We are fallible, just look around.
We are fallible, just look around.
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4. |
Whatever Works
04:54
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Whatever Works
She undresses herself so softly.
She has a single way that freaks you out.
When she breathes so close to your ears
in a minute you surrender yourself.
You're just a foolish heart.
You're just a foolish heart.
You collapse into her traps, but it's curious
You always got a way to escape.
Cuz you speak what she wants to hear,
in a minute she surrenders herself.
She's just a foolish heart.
She's just a foolish heart.
Hearts were broken, the hands were tied.
Everyone was too busy to mind.
She undresses herself so softly.
She has a single way that freaks you out.
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Pleasantly Drowsy (to Jean-Louis Lebris)
I remember your voice, coming from the backyard.
Entering in the room through the windowsill.
We were young and curious. Thirsty for living.
We were sure that life was more than what we knew.
We were made to burn,
as fireworks in the night.
Till the morning comes.
Pleasantly drowsy.
I remember every one we met in the road.
Most were getting lost just to be found.
Young and old men sharing personal livings.
Some with no past and careless with the future ahead.
We were made to burn,
as fireworks in the night.
Till the morning comes,
in the back of a truck.
We were made to burn,
as fireworks in the night.
Till the morning comes.
Pleasantly drowsy.
I remember your voice, coming from the backyard.
Entering in the room through the windowsill.
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6. |
Astronaut Adrift
05:47
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Astronaut Adrift
First I felt the hit, then the explosion.
A thousand pieces floating around.
Time seemed to stop, or passed in slow motion.
I couldn't feel a thing after that.
In a room as white as snow,
with an endless corridor.
The beating of your heart.
The beating of my heart.
I was in a dream when a man told me twice:
"Life does not end with the death"
For so long as I believe in codes that were so oblivious
In a room as white as snow,
with an endless corridor.
The beating of your heart.
The beating of my heart.
You are the sun and I am the sea.
You can dive into me.
You are the sun and I am the sea.
You can dive into me.
Feels like I'm back to home.
The air is proper to my lungs.
Pack the stuff that we like and reminds our friends.
Cause we may not come back soon.
We may not come back soon.
We may not come back.
We may not come back soon.
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7. |
Desolation Peak
02:50
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(Instrumental)
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Hypnosis
04:58
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Hypnosis
Loops inside my head
voices echoing endlessly
Our bodies don't respond
the ground moves slowly from the feet.
Looks like we are under some kind of hypnosis.
That lead us to the fall
and after all we want it over and over.
Looks like we are under some kind of hypnosis.
Loops inside my head
voices echoing endlessly
Our bodies don't respond
the ground moves slowly from the feet.
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9. |
Lighthouse
02:30
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Lighthouse
You left your heart in Jackson, a woman and son.
And headed to Tennessee through 61.
With a pack of cigarrets and jamaican rum.
the only thing you said was "see you soon".
Driving through the plains you finally feel released
Back from where you came.
You left your crazy patterns drawn on my sheets.
Before you jump with Tom from the Oxford bridge.
A legend says you were whistling North Country Blues.
The only thing that was found was your spanish boots.
Sailing in the sea, you finally feel released.
You may return someday as a summer breeze.
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10. |
Monologue Blues
03:54
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Monologue Blues
Now you're the liar,
while I am the wolf.
Seems like we're playing each other's role.
It's funny how you changed
in these last few years.
If I'm still the same?
It's up for you to say. Cheers!
Let me admire you
just a little bit longer.
Feels like I'm back to when we were younger.
It´s funny how we changed,
and wasted many tears.
I hope I´m not the same.
I hope I´m not.
Let's drive to nowhere and get along.
Get along together.
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11. |
Travel Musings
05:35
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Travel Musings
The road to your heart
is empty and full of shortcuts.
Winding bends carved
in valleys and up in mountains tops.
There are cracks in the sky,
about to swallow me up.
I hope you don't mind
if I take a little longer.
Waving in vain for a ride.
It's difficult to find someone here.
As day goes by, the mist blurs my eyes.
But something tells me not to fear.
The road to my heart
is a mystery to be solved
Looks just like Mars,
out of season.
There are cracks in the sky,
about to swallow me up.
I hope you don't mind
if I take a little longer.
Waving in vain for a ride.
It's difficult to find someone here.
As day goes by, the mist blurs my eyes.
But something tells me not to fear.
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12. |
Feel Good Lost
06:20
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Feel Good Lost
How I wish I could stop my head
and feel good lost in nothing.
Silence would be a symphony everywhere,
played in one note, in repeat.
Out there, lives many ghosts
and I lost my naivety.
Out there.....
I can see more than my eyes could ever see
I am deep inside my soul.
Just looking straight within,
I realised that I was...
A piece of a puzzle floating in the sea,
Looking desperate for a shore
A lonely piece scattered randomly,
Useless atom with no core.
Out there, lives many ghosts
and I lost my naivety.
Out there, lives many ghosts.
and I lost my naivety.
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