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A Brief History Of Myself
I sat with no surprise
No feelings wrapped with lies
Watching the fire, catching a sign
Throwing my black hopes in the shadows
I wish that you were there
I mean here, anywhere
Breaking a sound, crossing a line
Holding the fury and sorrow
All the things I miss
Are drops in the spine of my shadow
Oh, tell me...
All the things I miss
Are drops in the spine of my shadow
I don't care where you've been
I know to well what I mean
A life is a life
And mine a is knife
Cuting the heart but not moral
These promises are such
Dark beauties for a touch
But I'm feeling fine
Alike and alive
Loving the truth and not shallow
All the things I miss
Are drops in the spine of my shadow
Oh, tell me...
All the things I miss
Are drops in the spine of my shadow
A brief history of myself
Passing away, you see..
Catch it away
You see, I'm done with wisdom
A brief history of myself
Passing away, you see..
No shameful life
Start at the cross, just where you are
But I guess you don't know
No shameful life
Start at the cross, just where you are
But I guess you won't
It must have been a while since I felt anything
Since I loved anyone, slowly, it burns from within
It must have been a while, but still I miss someone
Still I need someone but slowly, the film disappears
Clearly, nothing else matters
If nothing else happens
I'm leaving .....
It's not what you're thinking
Singing is my saving
It leads me far beyond
Far beyond
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A Day Like Today
04:34
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A Day Like Today
If you might get closer I could have a tale to tell
It's about a boy who has grown so much
He now has the silhouette of a middle-age man
But the heart and soul with teenage questionings
And it goes on secured highways
That's on his brain
A deflected, distant highway
It's not too late
If you might get closer I could sing a song
It's about a girl who wanted so much
But became a woman, selling cars and caravans
If she had the strengh, she'd probably make it
And it goes on secured highways
That's on her brain
A deflected, distant highway
It's not too late
Now I beg you to leave the soil, blow on the blaze
Yes I beg you to hit the sun and run
On a day like today
If it all goes wrong
If you don't see right
A day like today
If it all goes wrong
It's not too late
There's a sound I'd like to break up
Whispering in silence
Drunken, fucked up, any night
With you I'll dash
The fences you are building around yourself
The fences your are building around yourself
A minute more, and a call, and a taste of hurry
It's not too late
Now I beg you to leave the soil, blow on the blaze
Yes I beg you to hit the sun and run
On a day like today
If it all goes wrong
If you don't see right
A day like today
If it all goes wrong
It's not too late
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Charades
03:23
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Charades
A cold summer jaunt on the shape of hazard
We ran from a state somehow surreal
A dream of horizons and high scales
Despite of that peace in your eyes and my untold charades
I count on myself for a ride
We laughed on the puns made about your name
But, oh, did you feel what I felt ?
Well, sharing jokes on a patronym
Is better than heading to a scene
Lonely I felt for the ride
We met, at the old bridge, driving to the house,
A young man of an irish kind
He stared at us with terrible glance
Held on for a second then a dizzy shade
Covered ourselves
Covered ourselves
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