1. |
You Don't Know More
04:06
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Somewhere up the hill there is a little house
And what a picture it is, cold under the blues skies
And gold on the cold cold ground
The people up the hill they have a better life
I know, I saw them on the TV
They have whay I will never ever have
And they just look good
Well I don't mean no trouble
And I don't have a clue
Why would I call it purple
If it might just be blue
Well I don't mean no trouble
And you don't have a clue
You don't know more than I do
On my way up the hill I met a lot of folks
And they all told me the same thing
It shines it shines, it shines, like you've never seen a thing shine
They told me stay with us. we can tell you a lot more
You don't need to climb no more
You don't need to climb no more
Well I don't mean no trouble
And I don't have a clue
Why would I call it purple
If it might just be blue
Well I don't mean no trouble
And you don't have a clue
You don't know more than I do
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2. |
Dazzled and Gone
03:27
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I tried not to escape my friend
I glanced and danced with pride
At last the childish and the safe
Are carefree side by side
I leave to other empty lands
From memories and regrets
Where greedy and fake friendly hands
Are no more around my chest my friend
Are no more around my chest
You'll find some other sould my friend
To carry out the pain
You share while spitting at our face
The liquor in your veins
The honest man will not deny
The good times and the fun
But can you stare long at the skies
When dazzled by the sun my friend
When dazzled by the sun
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Cloudscapes
02:43
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I had to see it so bad
And I knew where it could be found
I walked along the road to the coastline
I thought it was a low tide
The wind is a god in his playground
The daisies and the pines, they all bow down
And I need to be where there is no one around
And I need to be there right now
I search for that place with no one around
On the top of a cliff with the only sound
Of the clouds through the cove
And the foam on the rocks
It never stops, it never stops
This place where I sit, I sure will not forget
It's cold, a bit, well this is no secret
I feel like I fit, and it really feels great
I feel
I had to see it so bad
And I knew where it could be found
I walked along the road to the coastline
I thought it was a low tide
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Emptiness
03:48
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Nothing more and nothing less
Just no more mess
Nothing else but space and space
In this beautiful place
It's not heavy
It's all mine
Here's my story
Hear my lines
Remember the days
Remember the days
I'll be out for a while (It's not heavy)
Meet the goddamn god (It's not)
See the whole thing (It's not heavy)
In his deep blue eyes (It's not)
Meeting face to face (It's not heavy)
Ask him all about (It's not)
I got so many whys
I got so many many whys
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5. |
Words
03:34
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And all the whispers
And all the lovers
And all the letters
Of all the murmurred words
The quiet evenings
The lazy mornings
The road and the birds
And all the murmurred words
For every word I seek
And every stone you keep
And every heartbeat
Some time to lay low
Sometimes, so slow
The deepening deep blue
The never-ending hue
I'll sleep a little
I'll pause the world
With this song in mind
With your hand in mine
For every word I seek
And every stone you keep
And every heartbeat
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Remember the Lines
04:07
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There was a young man on holidays
And he was doing fine
He had no struggle, he had no Mondays
He had plenty of time
There was this song, running in his head
He still remembers the lines
He still remembers, the colors, and the scent of the pines
He had plenty of time
He was a younger man, and he was on his bike
He was looking at an old man
And he was thinking:
"What can this old man be thinking?"
Is this the good old times ?
There was this song, running in his head
And he still remembers the lines
He still remembers, the colors, and the scent of the pines
And all the "whys" he had
There was a movie in black and white
And there was a lady
And she was blind
And a little man
With a silly walk
A cane, and a hat
And then a silence, in the music
As she understands
That the man she seeks
She touches his hands
She stares into his life
And he holds the rose
He puts his world on pause
Smiles
There was this song, running in his head
And he still remembers the lines
He still remembers, the colors, and the scent of the pines
And all the dreams he had
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