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Night Train
05:04
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No one knows what you see
Waiting for the night train
Looking for the right lane
To leave
Unknowns walking in line
Waiting for salvation
Waiting for the right time
To die
Listen to their cold voice
Begging for the night train
Coming now
Is there a way to get out?
Of this state of violence
Is there a way to feel right?
Again
Let the wolf at your door
You never meant to come back
You never thought it could scratch
Your back
No one knows where you go
Even you don’t you girl?
But its rhythm comes slow
And you burn
It’s a strange way to get lost
It’s a strange time for being a ghost
And the widow’s waiting
And the widow’s scared
And the widow’s howling
At the half-moon’s flare
The blade and the virtue
The anger and the cold
The silence and the shame
All are gathered in one
The nakedness, the violence
The madness and the bad patch
The remorse and the defeat`
All are gathered in one
It’s a strange way to get lost
It’s a strange time for being a ghost
And the widow’s waiting
And the widow’s scared
And the widow’s howling
At the half-moon’s flare
No one knows what you see
Waiting for the night train
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2. |
Mad Season
03:47
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I don’t want to get down
Down in the doorway
Don’t want to turn back
Into your haze
Don’t want to feel right
Caught in your eloquence
Don’t want a go astray
Back in the daze
Don’t want to show you
The smell of decay
Don’t want to see you
Just want to break
Don’t want to fall now
Into your choking arms
Don’t want to see the light
Don’t want to dive
Don’t need your Mercy
It’s up to you to scream
I’ve pushed your cold gift
Out of my dreams
Don’t want to show you
The smell of decay
Don’t want to see you
Just want to break
Your heart is jet black
Your heart is jet black
Your heart is jet black
you killed its bright light
you killed its bright light
you killed its bright light
Now it’s a new start
Now comes a new world
A land of promises
A kind of spark
Into this great slide
No place for illusion
No place for mirrors
It’s time to rise
Don’t want to show you
The smell of decay
Don’t want to see you
Just want to break
Your heart is jet black
Your heart is jet black
Your heart is jet black
you killed its bright light
you killed its bright light
you killed its bright light
I don’t want to get down
Down in the doorway
Don’t want to turn back
Into your haze
Don’t want to feel right
Caught in your eloquence
Don’t want a go astray
Back in the daze
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3. |
Where the River Flows
04:32
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I know the distant smile
Well hung on at the mirror of ghouls
I see that you all may rise
And walk where the river flows
And I do answer the rain
Come tomorrow and we’ll see
I know the little black dust
Lost in brilliant fortress
I swear that you all will rise
And walk where the river ends
And I do answer the pain
Come tomorrow and we’ll see
Kill me twice
You can kill me twice
Come back tomorrow
There comes another rainbow
Another flame that you need
I guess that you’ll love him too
Another piece to your greed
And all my answers are vain
Cause we’re tomorrow and I see
Kill me twice
You can kill me twice
Come back tomorrow
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4. |
Black Swan
04:53
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Black Swan
You’re not like the others
Your feathers are gold
You’ll find in no river
Black Swan
Your eyes are like heavens
As sweet as the light
As cold as an arrow
Black Swan
Your color’s a gift
As dark as the sea
As deep as the ocean
Black Swan
You’re not like the others
Your feathers are gold
You’ll find in no river
Black Swan
Life is a promise
You need to keep it safe
Inside of your heart
Black Swan
Don’t believe in the fate
Sometimes you’ll be god
Sometimes you’ll be no one
Black Swan
It’s a strange ride
Take care of your dreams
Take care of your lover
Black Swan
I’m proud to call you son
Cause the blood in your veins
Is a kind like mine.
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5. |
Summer Knows
03:37
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I had no means to find
The way that I came from
I took a seat and watched
The falling rain
Some kids were playing free
Like fairies with dead leaves
I would have liked you
Also to be here
But days are not the same
The devil took my chair
and summer knows
you can be anywhere
Anywhere but there
I laid down in the grass
And Staring at the birds
i drew a line between
heaven and earth
But days are not the same
The devil took my chair
and summer knows
you can be anywhere
Anywhere but there
But days are not the same
The devil took my chair
and summer knows
you can be anywhere
Anywhere but there
I had no means to find
The way that I came from
I took a seat and watched
The falling rain
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6. |
Back Home
02:54
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All the words that have been told
Run away into the dark
All this lies I can’t ignore
Now fade away into the past
I’m on my way back home
I’m on my way back home
All this time I thought I could
Teach a star how to be queen
I was young and you were still
Waiting for the morning feels
I’m on my way back home
I’m on my way back home
I’m on my way back home
All the words that have been told
Run away into the dark
All this lies I can’t ignore
Now fade away into the past
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7. |
Lullaby
00:51
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8. |
Cold Rain
03:44
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Back in the Streets where we grown
All this goes back up to a long time
You were the fool and
I was the one hidden behind your back
We knew that nothing was done
That all the days would be perfect
But now the town is like a swamp
And I can say
You’re a cold rain
Stuck in my neck
Whispering all the words
I’ve never ever found
You’re the cold wind
Trapped in my head
Blowing all the words
I’ll never ever find
They said you were all alone
Lost in the woods up to the river
They said that no one could have heard
Your weeping shouts but I swear
That every time I look back
I see the man and the rifle
I see me running far from you
And from the hells
But there’s a cold rain
Stuck in my neck
Whispering all the words
I’ve never ever found
There’s a cold wind
Trapped in my head
Blowing all the words
I’ll never ever find
Into the ground
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9. |
My Own Gold
03:44
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In your eyes,
I can see the slogger,
Like a stone,
The good man of the year,
I will let you down,
No I don’t need you
You’re in my light
And I‘ve got my own gold
When the rage
Is getting huge on my face
When you search,
For The perfect explain,
I will let you down,
No I don’t need you
I will say yeah yeah
That you don’t have more time
Like a clock
The sound of your life
Do you read me now?
Cause It’s the last night
That you really live
And tomorrow
You will see
That I’ve got my own gold
In your eyes,
I see the slogger,
Like a stone,
The good man of year,
I want let you down,
Coz I don’t need you
You’re in my light
And I‘ve got my own gold
And I‘ve got my own gold
And I‘ve got my own gold
And I‘ve got my own gold
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10. |
White Tulip
03:48
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Pouring rain on Memory lane
Ocher leaves on the steps
Seventy-eights on the phonograph
Early Jazz you can dance to
“My friends are not his friends”
Says a voice from your heart
“This world is not the worlds”
Says the book in your backpack
Hypertime may gather us
Bunny, get your jetpack, fly to me
From your far-off universe
Whatever earth’s number it might be
One six one o
Two nine five ohhhhh
Messy basement of the cottage
Paperwall turned yellow
Dusty pictures by your great uncle
Of a man with funny hair
“our pope is not their pope”
Said your vicar to her flock
“Life is a trefoil knot”
Sings the ghost of your dad
Hypertime may gather us
Bunny, get your jetpack, fly to me
From your far-off universe
Whatever earth’s number it might be
Two one four nine
Nine two eight ohhhh
Scribbled pi’s on a disused board
Puzzled cat in a box
White tulip in an envelope
Return address unknown
Hypertime may gather us
Bunny, get your jetpack, fly to me
From your far-off universe
Whatever earth’s number it might be
To six one six
Six one six ohhhhh
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11. |
Even Say Hello
03:49
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All I want, is to drift into your dreams
All I need, is to walk into your steps
But I won’t even say hello
No I won’t even say hello
You’re like a light lost in the shadows
A mystery box, suspended to my flesh
But I won’t even say hello
No I won’t even say hello
Oh god tell me the truth, am I someone like you?
I’m falling on my knees, since I’ve been watching through
But I won’t even say hello
No I won’t even say hello
Do me wrong, let’s swallow the dead skins
And tell the limbs, I’m lost into their dreams
But I won’t even say hello
No I won’t even say hello
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12. |
The World is on Fire
03:15
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Sweet heart see
The world is on fire
Give me all you’ve got
I say give me all you troubles
Cause, oh little sweety
The world is like us
Burning from the inside
Exploding like a rocket
Sweet heart lie
I won’t give a fuck if you
Say that I’m your lover
Say that I am your man
I mean nothing doesn’t matter
The world is on fire
Tell me you’re my lover
Tell me I won’t give a fuck
Stay little star
The world is on fire
I’m weeping like a dog
Cause I can’t sleep in the dark
I need you this time
I need you forever
I’m waiting for your call
I’m waiting for your answer
I’m shivering like a child
Shivering like a leaf
Waiting for your call
Waiting for you breath
Come little star
The world is on fire
Tell me you’re my lover
Tell me I won’t give a fuck
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13. |
July
04:36
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I was lost in my nightmares
Hung on at an angel of darkness,
Blown out like a candle
That’s never seen the day
I followed the riverbanks
And under the crown of the streetlights
I heard the slow breath
Of a forgotten time
She called me back to life
With a sweet and fragile voice
And in a big flash of lightning
While everything was so lost
She disappeared, leaving behind her
All the hopes and all the chances
And for a moment I felt as
If everything had changed
Never felt so young
Never felt so strong
Walking on the water
Running in the plains
Waiting for the white birds
Sliding on their wings
I was trapped in a cold room
Becoming more and more empty
The devil had been changing the rules
And there was no victory
But July is the month
Of the harvests of the light
And the one you brought to me
Was like a sign into the dark
Never felt so young
Never felt so strong
Walking on the water
Running in the plains
Waiting for the white birds
Sliding on their wings
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The one armed man Strasbourg, France
"Il n'a pas de nom, juste un surnom, The one armed man.
Le manchot. Manchot, mais as du manche, musicien mystérieux
tout droit sorti d' un film de David Lynch.
Fils spirituel de Tom Waits, il a préféré son âme à la gloire facile. Ami, si The one armed man passe par chez toi, prépare le whisky et les amplis, et laisse faire la magie."
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