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People & Bricks
02:43
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My house is greenly old
A home to onetime beetles
And in the middle of that
Some new life’s growing curious
Some fifty years before in here
We were adult people baking bricks
But time goes by and we are getting
Younger and younger
The sun shining in your bathroom
Is that your very cup of tea?
Your grandma’s younger than you
When you’re younger than tomorrow
My house is barely old,
A home to former Beatles
And in the centre of this
My young life’s getting younger
Some fifty years before in here
We were wiser people baking clay
But time went by and
A drizzle came to change our mind
The sun shining in your bathroom
Is that your very cup of tea?
Your grandma’s younger than you
For you’re younger than tomorrow
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2. |
You Have To!
04:46
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In the office, we’re drinking coffee
And my head is just galloping
There’s a thought on the metal window
It is whipping my forces
At work, you are sprinting outside
You’re bringing people some packages
You don’t know people you’re meeting
You just know you are sweating
You just cannot know why you’re doing this
You just cannot have any expectations
You just have to be highly motivated
And glad to do anything you’re asked to
On a plane I am flying
To view some new horizons
I forgot where I was off to
I just had to switch off
Lying on the plane seat
I am doing so well
I fall asleep and I’m happy
I want to stay here forever
You just cannot know why you’re doing this
You just cannot have any expectations
You just have to be highly motivated
And glad to do anything you’re asked to do
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3. |
No Heavy Burden
07:06
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No patience to believe in what you see
No time to see what you believe in
No contact with reality, no contact with your dreams
There’s nothing left to be proud of
And everything’s just there
No patience to believe in what you feel
No time to feel what you believe in
No contact with the world around, no contact with the world inside
There’s nothing left to choose
And everything’s just there
It is no heavy burden
It is how things slip through you
A guilty cigarette
To roll back and throw away
A lot of things could possibly help it
But everything seems just all right
A lot of things could possibly help it
But everything seems just all right
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4. |
First Times
04:25
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Sometimes it is hard to be seen
Sometimes it’s due to my dreams
Sometimes as joyful as you
Sometimes it feels like a first time.
Sometimes it seems to be endless
I mean it never comes to an end
Sometimes you ought to forget it
And just feel it as a first time, first time
A hole of freedom
Some moneyless money
Encouraging monkeys
For good
I’ve already been there
Sometimes as true as the world
Sometimes it’s due to their dreams
Sometimes I feel like the world
Sometimes as cloudy as dreams
Sometimes it is hard to be seen
Sometimes it’s due to my dreams
Sometimes as joyful as you
And we feel like a first scream
A hole of freedom
Some moneyless money
Encouraging monkeys
For good
I’ve already been there
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5. |
Bullshit
04:19
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Welcome to our town
That speaking monkey
That red fog creeping
As quiet as a mouse
We would gape at the sky
And it would laugh at us
It would tell us a story
About monkeys and other animals too
I have nothing to say
I have something to hum
I have something to scream and shout
I have something to be quiet about
Now I don’t want to be your dog
I’d rather be your bow-wow
The author’s really depressed this time
And the booking clerks just ecstatic
So, the speaking monkey
Is actually singing
That used to be the first monkey ever
Now it’s become a human
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6. |
Changing Like A Life
04:49
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I tried to be faster
Faster than a thought
Not to lose a second
Not to feel it all
I thought it might feel great
Not to attach to anything
I loved it like a child
I was happy as an adult man
Faster than a thought
Livid like a sky
Changing like a life
Unleashed like someone else
I began to feel sick
With all the running spots
I sat down and looked at the grass
A square meter of slow life
I tried to be slower
Slower than a thought
Tried to be anyone but me
Faster than a thought
Livid like a sky
Changing like a life
Unleashed like someone else
The engine started off
And my senseless run resumed
That piece of land of mine
Was simply left behind
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7. |
Sunday
03:07
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I had forgotten
Your face and your habits
Then I heard your voice
On the radio last Sunday
You talked a lot
About people and society
I became aware
Of your commitment
But I hardly got it
No need to get it, you would say
You do it for yourself and no-one else
It’s not that I don’t like it
But I already gave my mind to the Sunday rain
Ages ago
Your life was eternal Sunday
All you cared about
Were your friends and the sounds around
I just hardly believe it
How committed you are to an official way
But I guess you try to live your dreams
No need to get it, you would say
You do it for yourself and no-one else
It’s not that I don’t like it
But I already gave my mind to the Sunday rain
In an official way
A way not to be lonely anymore
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8. |
Another Way
05:08
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You built an engine
It’s calculating your revenge
Your feeling’s faster
Your mind is busier
You bring them emptiness
Teaching not to understand
It could have been different
It could have been true
There’s a cat on the door
It’s getting ready to run away
To get away from you
I know you never won
For winning this is losing everything
I wish you would try
You can do nothing but try, but try
You can’t do nothing but try
There’s no other way but try another way
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9. |
Dive Deep
04:58
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In that august afternoon
Green lemonade and sand
Blurred bodies and fatigue
We all know this feeling well
But for certain pallid youths
It may be a season of awake
I dive deep
And stroke the bottom with my hand
I see your static bodies
So silent and remote
You know, my other life’s so close
A life of silent movements
And so possible death
A wave tossed me like a fish
And then threw me on the cost
Seeking the others all around
I dive deep
And stroke the bottom with my hand
I see your static bodies
Like a mountain of sand
Dirty drives
Trying to make me stay away
I want to see your eyes
I want my life to be mine
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10. |
Old Summer
04:12
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My old summer
Is coming down to lazy eyes
Into dusty feelings
Down the desert corners
Forgotten cages
Open up to set the lions free
The heat’s spilling over
Into the rest of the year
There’s no-one in here
And everyone’s elsewhere
There’s no-one in here
I forgot my intentions
Since I have tried to spend my time forgetting
I must be addicted
To any lack of meaning
I always feel like waiting
For something to tear apart
Summer is the right time
To expiate my delusions
Summer is or it is not that
There’s no-one in here
And everyone’s elsewhere
There’s no-one in here
I forgot my intentions
Since I have tried to spend my time forgetting
The age is having a stop
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11. |
Sounds Like Nothing
06:22
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New dawn over your flat
The morning stars packing
The curtains slowly fluttering
In line with your breath
This room’s so cold
I think I’ve never been here
It feels like an aftermath
Does it feel the same to you
I tried to tell you something of this
And I’m still trying, I’ll be always trying
But every time I try to speak to you
It sounds like nothing
As if it were an effort
As if it were a shadow
The party is on
The flies are reborn
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12. |
These Birds Can't Fly
06:46
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There was a saying once upon a time
Мan is the featherless biped of nature
Man descended from bird
But he remained bare, bare as a chicken
Still he tried to get to the sky
He doesn’t know why he’s nothing to do there
He’s sure he’s meant to fly
And sure he’s going to reach it
A shape of bird
But these birds can’t fly
For real birds never talk, birds never wish, they fly
But these birds will never fly
There is a saying still
Man can get whatever he wants
Stealing sky from birds
Feeling like revenge
You know birds will never reply
You know they never take revenge
Man is a featherless biped
And we have only roots in ourselves
A shape of bird
But these birds won’t fly
For real birds never talk, birds never wish, they fly
But these birds will never fly
Don’t take a bird in a cage
It will never tell you anything
It will never teach you anything
Don’t take a bird in your head
These birds won’t fly
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