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An Introduction
02:08
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An Introduction
I sit here on the sofa and I watch this movie end
And I think about those neon lights again
Many things did happen to me since my life began
And I sit and watch and want to understand (2x)
I cannot sit here all the time, so I will grab my keys
And I take you if you wanna come with me
A book will be my aircraft, feel like leaving when I read
I will take a look at everything I see (2x)
I’m walking down the street, the rain is coming for the night
Oh, the lightning cracks and I can feel the light
The hardships and the assholes and the girls I left behind
Make me think that I’m quite ready for my life
Make me think that I’m quite ready for this life
Make me think that I’m quite ready for this…
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Icarus
03:22
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Icarus
Without guidance it is trust you need, my dear,
Carrion birds under this filthy skin
The devil gave you hearts to love and interfere
And measure all the emptiness within
The saviour gave you heads to break and engineer
And count the fingers on the hands of time
And you are hungry for the spaces in between
The kind of beast that only feeds at night
Should the stars all be a-falling
Another night, another night
Should these towers be a ray of light
Another night, another night
You watch the birds and wonder how to make it right
Become like all these pretty little things
With all their feathers that are made of bone and air
Tighly stuck into the ends of wings
You take flight, and leaving all the others here,
Praying for your sons to live in sin
You take flight, and leaving all the others here,
Preying on your sons to die in sin
Should the sun and you be ever to collide
Another night, another night
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3. |
Egret's Song
02:43
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Egret's Song
I'm an egret, and I like to fly and get lost in the rhymes of a poet
All this time, I got words on my mind, and I fly, and I cry, and I know it
All the birds in this river of mine, they hunt fish and they care for their chicken
All their cries are Portuguese lies, so I come to these words I have written
Fly and complain, and I try to be safe in the grass of these forgotten islands
Full of snakes, and yellow-green lakes - cannot speak with a beak, but I'm trying
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Christopher Columbus of Love
In a room with candles he takes off his wings and he puts them on the hook beside the door.
Getting ready for a journey on her skin, all the places he is going to explore.
To prevent himself from guilt he talks about all the single ladies, all the single ladies
That he’s gonna meet but never gonna touch in the fantasies that he enjoys so much.
He loves their bodies
He loves their bodies
He loves their bodies
But not their hearts
In the dark he’s feeling so insecure and his fingers are his eyes – they’re cold as ice
She will listen but she’ll never understand all the longing and the hardship in his voice
She is just the discovered.
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Pangea
03:29
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Pangea
All the cars, along the street they often drive and I wouldn't wanna be in one of them
All the trains, along the tracks they come alive and I couldn't help to hurry after them
And the planes, they're scratching on the atmosphere, as do pilots with the money that they earn
And the ships they are too slow, oh, for our kind, with their funnels and the carbon that they burn
Dreams of windowsills and dreams of all the light
And the green leaves hang in the trees again
I can change almost nothing in my life
When my hands, they are buried in the sand
And I walk, and that's the fastest that I know and it's safer though than riding on a bike
I'm avoiding all the streets you often go. I'm revolving 'round the people that I like
And the earth is moving underneath our feet, as the continents are shifting all the way
As we are the pilots and the cruise control of a drunken spaceship on the milky way
I can change almost nothing in my life
And it ends with our bodies in the sand
With dreams of green leaves and dreams of all the light
And my hands, they are sticking out the sand
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A.G. Bell
00:57
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A. G. Bell
I know a million things that didn't work when I have tried
Alexander Graham Bell has made the telephone that night
A thousand busy lines when we call each other
A thousand girls tonight in the arms of others
And June is so much prettier than Spring
I couldn't leave the room to make the call
Love is always easier to sing
Oh, Jessy, can you hear me from afar?
Oh, Jessy, can you hear me?
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1915
03:22
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1915
A crown of flowers scattered on a dress of silk
Shattered by the poison of a single drop instilled
Daggers for teeth, the heart of a goose, that's how she came a-running
Daggers for teeth, the heart of a goose, that's how she came a-running back to me
A thousand rivers strong, this is the land of honey, bitterness and song
Oh, there's no point in denying when the truth comes from the barrel of a gun
Her breath is sweet, her lies are sour as she whispers in my ear
The gun was in her father's basement, 1915 was the year
Daggers for teeth, the heart of a goose, that's how she came a-running
Daggers for teeth, the heart of a goose, that's how she came a-running back to me
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8. |
Juniper
02:58
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Juniper
California, you're the liquor and the life
For ten hours and 300 miles
My thoughts linger on the people who have died
And we drove all night
And we drove all night
Grab your gun and have a look at this
From the eyes of a contortionist
A bear in stone in the first of light
And we drove all night
And we drove all night
Put the snowchains on the tyres and then ride to admire the biggest lie
Any fool can start a fire, fool can start a fire - but not I
Oh, these make for a good tinder, turn the forest into cinder before my time
Any fool can start a fire, fool can start a fire - but not I
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9. |
Silver
03:32
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Silver
Hold these golden moments, let them come alive. Along the river's edge with water running.
And the boat was there for Benjamin and I - it was holding a small bag with our belongings.
In the cabin there, I saw you turn on the lights, while reading all these old and crumbled letters.
Rain was coming down and drumming on your roof. I was wearing leather boots against the weather.
And I hope you understand that your dreams are made of silver.
So don't you tell them to a man and know that some things are forever.
All the thoughts and all the things I said were lies on the ferry to this island of your own.
All the drinks when we were thirsty on this ride - I would swallow all this liquor once again.
All the paper wasted and the books alike. All these presents in a suitcase full of lies.
All the scars and all these marks along your back. A punishment for a long forgotten crime.
And the woods are burning, burning oh so bright,
And the past and all these sheets are going down.
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John Wilson
It’s hard to be creative with people around. It’s hard to stay focused when it’s all much too loud.
So I put on my shoes. No specific goal. I tighten the laces. I’m ready to go.
Olivia writes something. “Do you like these ideas?” I like to go places. She likes to stay here. My name is John Wilson, and I’m an architect. I’d like to go places, but I stay home instead.
It’s hard to stay sober with all these drinks around. It’s hard to build friendships in this part of town.
So I put on my shoes. No specific goal. I tighten the laces. I’m ready to go.
I go. Sometimes.
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Ben Hermanski Ibbenbüren, Germany
Ben likes to hold on to moments and give them away on stage. To you.
In his songs and the stories that he
tells.
Ben Hermanski is an observer, a sensitive writer. A finder of melodies both engaging, catchy and familiar; a teller of stories both true and remote at the same time.
He keeps his eyes closed on stage, because these moments are for giving. To you.
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