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Alone
03:04
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I look in the sun another warm chance.
I search in the moon another dark romance.
So I can say that I´m not alone.
I try with my hand grab something in time.
Can be small as a little ant (but) enough to make me feel alive.
I don´t know what I´m looking for,
something unreal, something to adore.
Something I will find in God´s hill.
So I can say that I´m not alone.
I try to grab something in time
Enough to make me feel alive.
You and me…
Two crying souls…
We must be together in this world
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2. |
Repeat
01:47
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I whisper you a touch, just to feel you.
You give me a sweet kiss...
I must say I’ve never felt such a warm desire.
We go in the night, to the fields.
We see the moon shining, stars flying,
and we as one.
We made love in the fields, and we are happy,
just happy.
I look at the sky and i start thinking.
I start thinking, all this pictures,
all this love...
was a dream (is a dream), just one more dream.
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3. |
Story about silence
05:20
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The first time I saw you
God was in a happy day,
the sun was burning...
the wind whispered:
"beauty has come to living ground,
a story to be told, to the kill will go".
I will not say: "I want to love you".
I don´t believe in love,
I want to give you my soul.
Share the most intense feeling
a man can have.
Words can´t express it,
close your eyes and feel it.
Your eyes make me dream with silence...
don´t speak...
Why can´t you feel your hair drifting the air...
a musical wish for silence,
please, please don´t speak...
Can you tell me... why with such an
intense feeling, I desire death?
I´m afraid of living…
your eyes can see me.
Shall I die or rip your eyes out?
Open eyes looking to nowhere...
finally silence...
you lay in my bed, naked, in silence...
a sweet line of blood comes out from
your chest in silence...
you didn´t want to share your soul with me,
so I took your (my) heart to be silenced.
The last time I saw you
God was in a happy day,
the sun was burning.
The wind screamed: "beauty has left
living ground, a story was told,
to the kill we went”
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4. |
Parallel world
04:33
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She has a pure white skin,
a sweet red (hair) angel.
When she is dancing,
she is like a cloud in the wind.
But she fucks another guy,
she thinks I want to fuck her too.
I just want to ask:
where are the butterflies?
Why is love so unreal?
Kick me, hurt me, (and) be with me.
Take my eyes, take my soul,
I want the parallel world.
I don´t want to know you,
I want magic moments.
I don´t want to love you,
I learned something in my youth,
love is just for the lonely ones.
Kick me, hurt me, (and) be with me.
Take my eyes, take my soul,
I want the parallel world.
Close your eyes die to the world.
And give me what I want, a dream… a dream… give me a sweet dream…
Close your eyes…
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5. |
Saving the world
04:37
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I saw a young girl crying.
I approached and asked: "why those tears?"
She said: "no one loves me, no friends, family,
I´m alone”.
I gave her a hug, grabbed my knife and stabbed
her one, two, three times.
Her eyes stared at me, they were dying,
no more, no more pain...
I kept on walking, the night was singing.
A woman came with a child in her arms,
the baby was crying, "he´s starving", she said,
"can you help us?"
I grabbed the baby, stabbed him once in the heart,
the women screamed, I had to kill her too.
One, two, three dogs came to me.
I gave them something to eat.
Their eyes stared at me, they were living.
No more pain, home sweet home is waiting.
In the morning I stood up, grabbed my bible (and) went to work.
The white chapel was my destiny.
As I entered inside, all these people stood up in silence,
and these words came out of my mouth:
"In the name of the father, of the son and the holy ghost,
in the name of the father, of the son and the fucking holy ghost..."
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6. |
Girl
05:14
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Come on girl come play
a game named
killing day.
Everything reminding (a)
day should die.
The light, birds,
sounds, everything
bright should die.
Come on girl push up
your memory, and remember
a day when you said
no longer to love me...
that was the time my sweet,
short life ended.
That was the time
I stopped feeling.
Come on girl; look
at the timeless hole you have put me through.
Feel what I can´t feel for you.
And tell me: how does it feel?
And now all love
makes me sick.
I think in all the possibilities
to call you: murderer!!!!
No past, present,
future,
A feeling of non existence
shall we call it a ghost?
Come on girl look
at the timeless hole you have put me through.
Feel what I can´t feel for you.
And tell me: how does it feel?
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7. |
Amsterdam
05:22
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I arrived and it was cold
Between spaces I felt a soft rain
I´m in Amsterdam
I rode my bike downtown… it was exciting
Roaming throughout the streets
I´m in Amsterdam
I´m in Amsterdam…
Seeking a feeling of belonging…
Sea eagles, parrots and crows
Sharing the same space
I´m in Amsterdam
People look you in the eyes
Say “Hi” and smile…
I ´m at t'blijvertje
“Where do you come from?”
“Does that matter?”
I´m at t'blijvertje
I´m at t'blijvertje
And I´m starting to feel at home.
I´m feeling…
I´m feeling…
I´m feeling at home… (repeat)
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8. |
Voices & Sounds
03:28
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Voices… in and out
It´s not inside me, I´m not insane.
It´s out there, somewhere,
The world… the world it´s not into me.
Sounds… in and out.
It´s not inside me, I´m not insane.
It´s out there, somewhere.
The world… the world it´s not into me.
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9. |
I am
03:38
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Searching in my mind, I struggle to find all my ghosts.
I seek to feel them, but they seem to fly away.
We all have something to search for,
we all have something to live for.
But when we see it´s not worth it,
we ask: why to be born?
Through our minds we make an effort to find one more ghost,
a long search to a bitter conclusion, ghosts are just ghosts.
Life is something we can´t touch,
a process to pass through.
I feel this world full with life,
(but I) still don´t know the meaning of it.
Thoughts our answer to the unknown,
knowledge brings us the present.
But we search for something,
where time is nothing.
Somewhere in this words we´ll find out,
a sarcastic end to an inexistence life (an outstanding life).
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The sun was coming out
Through the big windows.
He walked up to the table…
She was sitting, smoking a cigarette.
Minutes could’ve gone by.
He asked her why.
“Can I have a cigarette?”, she asked.
Nothing makes sense.
Not to want a fantasy,
To want nothing
To wait (for) nothing
To wish for nothing
Nothing… nothing… nothing.
He led his hand into his shirt pocket,
While leaning his head on her thighs.
Her answer was just a
Mumbling disconnection of thoughts
“Always lost but never losing track.”
“How about if we kissed?” he rambled.
She turned her back towards him.
She walked away feeling watched.
Nothing makes sense,
To have nothing,
To be nothing,
To possess nothing
To fight for nothing,
Nothing… nothing… nothing
I dreamed of you,
I found you there…
I ran to you, far away we hugged,
We pulled ourselves on to the floor.
Our friends step aside, together.
After the rumble I looked at you…
T´was no longer you.
To dream (for) nothing
To wish (for) nothing
Nothing makes sense
Nothing… nothing…
Nothing… nothing…
Nothing makes sense.
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11. |
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Going round
I still smile
(I´m) Trying to find
A secret place
A secret melody
A secret dream
A secret bedroom
A secret one
Going round
I still smile
(I´m) Trying to see
A strange meeting
A strange One
A strange smile
A strange thought
A strange voice
Trying to find
A voice
Going round
I still smile
Who will call me
Who will take me
To the strange place
To the secret melody
My secret dream
My secret one
Still trying to find
Still smiling
I still smile
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Innerthoughts Chur, Switzerland
A nomad project. Thoughts become words.
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