1. |
Metanoia
04:40
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Don't be scared
To change your mind
Hear me now
And don't forget
Under my coat I'm hiding a boat
To sail across the velvet sea of metanoia
Metanoia
The strain of trying
Too many doors
A pain you chose
To avoid remorse
On top of the hill you will know how it feels
Pulling the strings of their dusty bones
Careful, just one, one tear for your fears
Careful, just one, one lie and goodbye
Here it comes, here it comes again
No mask to hide what's painted with pride
Take a ride on your cunning and shine
They will follow the rules, that's what they do
Metanoia
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2. |
King Frog
03:34
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Do you really wanna know
When we'll start to fade away
The sky has put its make up on
And our eyes start shining gold
We've been outrageous they might say
But that's the way we tease our end
I keep the distance from the shore
Until the frogs will call your name
We had a smoke, it lasted 3 years
Walked 6 steps and lost our fears
The things you said will be forever mine
They've always been since we've been 9
We rubbed 12 strings to extasy
Like demons' roars of majesty
And then the swans shook their butts
Because their gods were come back home
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3. |
Middle Ground
03:42
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I've been 13 years away from you
And don't deny
That wasn't hard at all
I've seen colder dawns through the fog
Aware that summer
Will never be the same
There's no way back anymore
Your sweet taste won't bring me down
In your middle ground
Oh no
Thousands years of faith
No more friends to shake
I don't know what it is that makes you rot from below
Immunised for shame
Hypnotised from fame
You don't know how I was wasting my days trying to escape from indolence
There's no way back anymore
Your sweet taste won't bring me down
In your middle ground
I've turned my back on your shores
Your tides will charm someone else
Who cares about your mess
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4. |
Joy
04:40
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Open your window but don't
Breathe in too deep
The scent of your dreams is no more
Hanging on in your hair
Joy it's not what you should seek boy
Don't try to smile while drinking your wine
Don't blame me when I top myself
In my childishness
I'd been careless sometimes to dispell a pathetic life
But never asked follow me
The wind will wipe out our footprints
Out of your sight, I'll be out of your sight
Joy it's not what you should seek boy
Don't try to smile while drinking your wine
I'm sure one day we'll meet again
Brother don't think that I...
Don't see how hard this has been for you
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5. |
Far From The Ocean
04:16
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Time to get up
Far from the Ocean
Shameless I walk
Through the flame of devotion
Hold me and burn my remains
Before I can even breathe you
Chase me I can't keep eluding
I'll wait until my eyes can drink you
Deep in my veins
You flow slow like poison
Triggered by death
I will spark like the king wolf
Find me, drag me away
From this meadow of haunting whispers
Swinging in clumsy orbits
We will dance and shout unwritten reveries
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6. |
What We Do Best
04:50
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Let's do what we do best
Let's fuck the pain away
Let's try and let our souls rest
Let's pretend you're gonna stay
Yes I see...
Yes I see the look in your eyes
I heard your pain
I felt your fears
Fears...
Oh, how much I missed those arms
Scared that life could drag you away
Back to real things and alarm clocks
Back to blankets sofas and socks
'till we fuck...
'till we fuck it up as always
Until we throw all this away
But will it be
What we dreamt of
Once we had
Wiped out the steam
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