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Rot Month
05:40
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There are things that bring us down
There are things I can't make okay
Picture us moving to a new town
Try to make friends, then try to stay
I think it's all about to change
Now I can't look you in the face
And some days
You are really out of range
I seem to have found a life
Whit a rhythm, from night to night
I was troubled - now I am fine
Something hidden was found with your light
I think it's all about to change
Now I can't look you in the face
And some days
You are really out of range
Why did he change his mind
About something so unimportant?
And did she suppose I was blind?
What was she thinking?
Yeah, right before that?
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2. |
The Story Of...
05:44
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I have seen enough
The same mirage in all directions
I have had enough
Of the noise of the cities
In the evening
I have done enough
The same mistakes in every season
I have dwelled too long
In the city of rooks
And I’m leaving
I can see the monuments
The good old days
Past tense
Forerunners of common sense
Ooh-oh
Stay and stay and stay and sta-ay
Stay and stay and stay and sta-ay
I have known enough
Throughout the changes of a life
Rumours and mirages
I depart into affection
Among new sounds
Cities of the ancient
Lay before my eager senses
I’m suddenly a stranger
To these new grounds
I can see the monuments
The good old days
Past tense
Forerunners of common sense
Ooh-oh
Stay and stay and stay and sta-ay
Stay and stay and stay and sta-ay
I have seen enough
The same mirage in all directions
I have had enough
Of the noise of the cities
In the evening
I have done enough
The same mistakes in every season
I have dwelled too long
In the city of rooks
And I’m leaving
I can see the monuments
The good old days
Past tense
Forerunners of common sense
Ooh-oh
Stay and stay and stay and sta-ay
Stay and stay and stay and sta-ay
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3. |
Square
07:42
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Hey old man, do you hear me?
I'm talking to you
I'd like to hear your opinion
On this family
No better and no worse than others
If I only could hear you talk,
You'd say what comes next knows no one
Try to think about what was good in the past
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4. |
Cottage
07:38
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I’d like to stay a lifetime
In the cottage by the sea
Where there’s woods and beasts and mountains
And a monstrous family-tree
I’d wake up in the morning
Children playing on the moors
We could stay until the sun sets
Stay, and lead our life outdoors
When you wake up
The sun will shine
And you’ll be fine
And you’ll have
Lots of time
Sort out your weary mind
And when the moon is shining
We’d be sitting by the stove
When night makes its appearance
We retreat to the alcove
The wind stirs in the pine trees
Fairies dancing in the dark
And heaps of forest spirits
Just can’t seem to stop their lark…
I was in a grove of tall
Walnut trees that shades
One side of the valley
I had wandered into it at noontime,
When nature’s peculiarly quiet
And was startled by the roar
Of my own gun
As it broke the stillness
And was prolonged and reverberated
By angry echoes
Should I ever wish for
A retreat where I
Might steal from the world and its distractions
I know of none more promising
Than this little valley
When you wake up
The sun will shine
And you’ll be fine
And you’ll have
Lots of time
Sort out your weary mind
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When this civilization ends
A child will fall and have nosebleed
Bands like the Rolling Stones will shatter
Relationships will be put on hold
When this civilization ends
We'll get to see the inside of our guts
Prog rock will prevail
It will hopefully be on a sunny day
Another people
Will get to write the rules
We will be the ones
In need of aid
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6. |
Painted Hand
06:09
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I’ve got a hand
A painted hand
I’ve got some fingers
That are painted as well
If I should go
Into the sea
I’d make sure to take my
Painted hand with me
And should I meet
A bearded man
My hand would strike him
Like a stray dog
It’s nice to have a hand
To lend a friend
But it’s sad
When no one needs it
He got out
He was filled up with an
Unknown smile
And a feeling that he
Had a clue
To the answer to
One of the questions life may bring
He wandered
Dizzily
Through his hometown as it
Fell asleep
Must have been smiling with his
Mouth as well
“There seems to be
Hope for mankind after all”
You’ve got a mouth
A painted mouth
You use your smile
To make them lower their deffence
And all your friends
They live through you
And will always know
What you are up to
You give away
Each secret thought
You live and act
As if you’re famous
And‘ll never know a thing
About yourself
And it’s sad
When you’re a stranger
Was what he thought
Through a miracle he
Now perceived
That there was kindness left
In the world
Benevolence, a joy in
Carrying out your everyday deeds
“Am I this good?
Do I take pride in tending
My loved ones?
Am I the only one who
Thinks this way?
Will I be able to
Open their eyes and help them out?”
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