1. |
Behind the Barbed Wire
07:46
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Perfume tears
Processed dreams
Coal-black streams
All tongues greet
We feel no pain
Open and spread inside
Just play your god damn part
My own flesh
Naked and breathless
Damaged freaks
Wounds can kill
Why would you blow up children’s games?
We saw and heard it all
You’re brave just to be awake, my friend
Said these things, words I meant
Words of love
Ferris wheel sun kissed days
Fear anything and everything
Pink cotton candy, smiles strangely bent
Why would you blow up children’s games?
We saw and heard it all
You’re brave just to be awake, my friend
Said these things, words I meant
Words of love
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Sparks
06:03
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Have you ever raised the dead
Stirred at the bottom of things
Without body or desire
Felt the guttural moment of
Gentle apocalypse
Have you ever sought for a measure
Of emotional warmth
Like cold showers through your lungs
Trying to escape
The garden of daily threats
Have you ever seen
The red light exit sign
In the city sublime
Towering in the night -
You’ll better find, you’ll better find
Another way out
Have you ever left a message
In the white-grey snow
Asking for help
Thinking that you
Would like to go home
But you’re not sure
What home is
Anymore
But did you know
That some of the divine light
Escapes as sparks
That you’re not alone
And have you really made every attempt
To become human flesh?
Have you ever felt
The brief, blinding epiphanies
Like adding a candle
To the sun
Or just being truly human
With another
Human being
Felt the glowing paintbrush
In your hands
Explored the rhythms of
The improvised machinery
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3. |
Victory
05:38
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Three birds in a blooming
China Berry Tree
Walking slightly in the air
An inch above the ground
I close my eyes
Dust clouds around
Manic dancing feet
We’re in a race against
Nothing but the sun
The kisses
The pardons the crimes
Everyday is another face
Marked by death
How could I learn to love
What the heart rejects
Nothing ever seems to be
Just quite good enough
Joy, the one true victory
Farewell my love
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4. |
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01:02
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5. |
Ghost Stories
02:01
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6. |
Only a Few Stars
04:50
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What you hide is profound, is true
Breaks a human being, every human being breaks
Pour paint all over your face
And let it run down on your blistering lips
No, I’m not sorry for caring:
Let us love what we love, what else can one do?
Firm grip at my throat
Oh no, this world cannot wait
Simulate poster happiness
Steel wings purify the traffic safety on the beach
Forgive every insult and turn on the screens;
‘Cause nothing is tragic when everything’s unreal
See, I don’t care if you’re a raving lunatic
‘Cause after all, what do we know?
A mothers pride, a few more days, a fire rages
White dresses wondering why porcelain coral music
Porcelain coral music.
Anyone pissed off city snow warm trash wire themselves alive and dying
Streamline, optimize
Afraid of closing your eyes
Be flexible, think new, innovate
Surrender yourself to it
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7. |
Lilies
07:58
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Bring in your tormentors
How dare you to deprive us of who we are
Find beauty in unexpected places
Like a perfectly timed remark
Make a wish
Then we shall be alright
Now and then you would wake
With a secretive, curious smile
Laughing at the silliest mundane things
Spirited and light
Reassembling what I constantly divide
And you’re too wild, too thoroughly wild
When you’re laughing out loud
With your friends
Make your own dream notations
In steel, glass, concrete
One can no longer face it
My voice cracked
Now and then you would wake
With a secretive, curious smile
Laughing at the silliest mundane things
Spirited and light
Reassembling what I constantly divide
Blamed you for all kinds of things
I’m so sorry
There’s someone listening, Saint Loneliness
Where it hurts the most
To be loved, protected and watched over
Make it through and get ahead
Now and then you would wake
With a secretive, curious smile
Laughing at the silliest mundane things
Spirited and light
Get ahead, get ahead
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8. |
(( ))
01:29
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Quiet Sonia Copenhagen, Denmark
Quiet Sonia is a Copenhagen-based experimental chamber rock/folk septet. Fronted by Nikolaj Bruus’ compositions on acoustic guitar, rich baritone-voice and evocative abstract lyrics, Quiet Sonia plays big, sprawling yet intimate and highly dynamic emotional rock music with longer narrative-like structures, improvisational elements and intricate detailled arrangements. ... more
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