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Magnificent Distances
04:22
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This town is a stranger,
will always be.
Nothing to breathe
but the memories.
Another season
will come and go.
I'll find my reasons
when I hear your voice.
When in Rome...
Lost in Rome.
We're almost happy
when we're like this.
In a soulless town
we are the nameless streets.
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You used to say I think too much.
Oh well, thoughts are blood-thirsty killer now.
So I'm gonna get some blood on my hands.
“Time heals all wounds”, shotgun said,
“then go pretend you're alive again.”
And when they say it's over,
We'll sneak another round.
These days I feel my life.
It's mostly sunny but it's cold.
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3. |
A Friday
03:04
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Hijack my car, just point where to go.
You might end up changing my life course as well.
It's crazy I know, but please don't stop
whatever you're doing to my mind right now.
And your sweet eyes can't hide your soul’s probably as lost as mine now.
"It's not You, it's not Me, it's the circumstances".
Shuttered lives then, shuttered lives now.
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4. |
Trees
03:27
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Essence lies dead.
We're unwilling to unveil the mess.
Senses deadened.
A dream surely vanishing.
Painfully slowly we crawl to nowhere.
Patience is a vulture made up of lost time.
We are trees without leaves.
Skinny, naked, twisted.
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5. |
Woodman the Glorious
02:47
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I'm not going country.
Sure, my soul's too old for the city.
Here in the woods is quite lonely.
What's up with the world is beyond me.
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6. |
Errors + Complications
03:14
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Ne Bo
04:10
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Oh contemplation.
Soft fascination.
And I wonder
About fails and glories.
Your riffs,
Sweet taste of melancholy.
I thought your reasons were so innocent.
Shame...
Life is a liar, love is just a dream.
The smell of autumn.
Land, wood and water.
And this city
It's changing.
Too fast. Too slow.
I drowned in-betweens,
missed it all.
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8. |
Beats, Wines and Life
02:04
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This magma that covers my soul.
A warm blanket of bittersweet nostalgia.
Hope/Despair. Catharsis/Regression.
The final smile of a dying love.
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Another day, another month,
another five year plan.
Existence so predictable.
Perfecting visions of a better life.
You can almost taste it.
But trapped in this one you can't escape.
The change is cursed is fear is failure.
Pensive body prays to get
rich, loved and happy.
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10. |
Writer's Block
02:30
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11. |
Opia
02:16
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Turn off the lights
Take off the masks
Forget the answers.
Burn emperor's clothes
Wipe off the smiles
Erase resentments.
It's all just greed.
Just image.
Slavery of fiction.
Overdressed mind weeps:
"I'll die for you my queen perfection.
And I'll suffer".
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12. |
Miles
03:23
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Decisions... miles away.
Adventures... miles away.
Illusions... miles away.
I'm lost... miles away.
The worst news... miles away.
She stopped breathing... miles away.
Whys and Wheres... miles away.
Forever crippled... miles away.
Her dreams... miles away.
Her thoughts... miles away.
Her touch... miles away.
Forever gone... miles away.
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13. |
Hollow You
04:08
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