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dear brother
02:52
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We never talked as we do now
That I’m away and it’s funny how
You’ve come to understand me so
You even got me back on track
When I thought there was no turning back
And now I’m ready to begin
I’ll keep on trying ‘til the end
You have to learn that you can depend
Only upon what you believe in
For now that will have to suffice
My insolence came at a price
But now I’m ready to begin
I still remember the old days
And it was never just a phase
Maybe I found myself too soon
I never got to where I set out
But that wasn’t what it was all about
So now I’m ready to begin
I never thought you’d follow me
Into impossibility
The destination is unknown
The path is all we’ll ever have
It’s not an easy way to live
But now we’re ready to begin
You will turn yourself inside out outside in
It’ll never be enough
You’ll sit and stare at the ceiling for hours on end
It’ll never be enough
Most of what you’ll write will never be read
It’ll never be enough
Some of your love songs will sound sad
It’ll never be enough
Now we’re ready to begin
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2. |
communication blues
02:21
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Words collide in mid air
And crash into the ground
Nothing left but fragments
There’s no exchange
I’d rather sit here in the low light
And watch the day go by
It’s exhausting to keep trying
There’s no exchange
At the end of the day
What did we earn?
Numbers add up to nothing
There’s no exchange
Back then I was open
And I felt everything
The wall is reconstructed
There’s no exchange
I wish I knew a place
Where I could be myself
Here I’m only half
There’s no exchange
That line was not a joke
I really meant what I said
But now we are in chains
There’s no exchange
Economy keeps us tethered
There’s nothing we can do
But as long as we’re together…
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3. |
when am I more myself
04:27
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When am I more myself?
When I’m on my own
When I’m not alone
Or when I am with you
When I go to sleep
When I’m on my feet
When I have no time to think
When I have nothing to do
When I’m feeling down
When you’re not around
At my most vulnerable
Or when I’m being mean
When I bare my soul
When I lose control
When I make you laugh
Or when something makes me cry
We exist in space and time
Right upon the thin line
That lies between life and death
Both life and death are concepts of infinity
Not unlike the concepts of past and future
There might be something in between
But no one knows exactly what it is
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I can’t write another song about me
You will think that I’m at the centre of my world
But the past is gone and all I have is the present
And the future, only time will unfold
Remember we’re not living in the sixties
And that we were born after Lennon died
The nineties seemed to be so listless
But now they’re gone and we were pushed aside
I’m useless in the market place
I should have been a farmer
Now I am floating in hyperspace
Not getting any younger
Science is the new religion
Technology is now our only church
Take your time to relish the past
Take your time but only for what it’s worth
I was born out of time and out of space
And it’s not that I don’t like being here
It’s only that I feel that I’ve been misplaced
When I’m alone everything else disappears
I’m useless in the market place
I should have been a farmer
Now I am floating in hyperspace
Not getting any younger
I don’t want to be lost
I don’t want to be alone
I just want to go home
I just want to go
I want you to love me
I want you to want me
I want you to come home
I want you to come
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5. |
scarborough #3
01:41
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We played around with these chords
But no song was written
No photo taken
No movie made
I could write you a letter
But we were just a moment
That couldn’t last
And that won’t be back
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6. |
joão pessoa
04:38
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Something came over me on the beach, in the sun
A foreboding sadness at odds with everyone
I never seem to let myself blend in
I'm never really here nor there, but somewhere in between
É esse sol brasileiro que me faz pesar o coração
Ou é não estar sozinho e sentir essa solidão
Eu não sou daqui, mas também não sou de lá
Nunca quero partir e não consigo ficar
Não dá p'ra viver assim
Sempre dividido
Demasiado longe
Sem saber voltar
Could you please go and get me another drink
That'll give me five more minutes to think
‘bout how I should allow myself to feel
That my conscious mind is not alone behind the wheel
É esse sol brasileiro que me faz pesar o coração
Ou é não estar sozinho e sentir essa solidão
Eu não sou daqui, mas também não sou de lá
Nunca quero partir e não consigo ficar
Não dá p'ra viver assim
Sempre dividido
Demasiado longe
Sem saber voltar
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7. |
la roue de paris
07:20
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Please pour me another glass of wine
Before we go out for a walk
I don’t want to think anymore
And I don’t want to talk
I’m drinking much less than I should
After seeing what I’ve seen
I’m not implying that the world is no good
But it’s getting harder to dream
Where do all the ideals go
When you’re hard pressed to live
Everyday pretending that you don’t know
You’re taking twice as much as you give
It would take more than a holocaust
To stop us from being who we are
We’ve come such a long, long way
But we’re still so very far
Then we stopped at the window of that shop
And we didn’t say a word
But we both knew that we could live a full year
Off the price of that one dress
Je veux pas tourner dans la roue de Paris
Ce serait juste une distraction
Je préfère souffrir comme je souffre
Que de vivre une illusion
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Is it ever wrong to be right?
Do we really have to go out tonight?
I can’t think of anything
I wouldn’t rather do in the daylight
I don’t need drugs or alcohol
In fact I don’t need anything at all to party
You can come in hordes or one by one
From the countryside or from the city
It will be a good party
But I don’t think it will be crowded
I’m wandering through space and time
But some of you are tied to the ground
You see, everyone’s invited
But most will only take one look around
There’s no question you’re a part of it
But I am not a part, I am whole
You may ignore it long enough
But it always ends up taking its toll
It will be a good party
But I don’t think it will be crowded
You can try again, I hope you do
The door is open and you’re still welcome
At least drop by and say hello
and if it doesn’t work, no harm done
You can argue anything you like
But it’s so much better when you’re silent
I’m not going out tonight
I'm staying home, I'm staying in the present
It will be a good party
But I don’t think it will be crowded
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9. |
ramallah
02:42
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There I was in the holy land
And I could only see the wall
Along the roads where Jesus walked
There it stood gray and 10 ft tall
I couldn't figure who was right or wrong
'cause you can't see through the wall
And if you want to get to the other side
You'll never get there at all
When man has lost all reason
He'll tell there are two sides to each story
But when both sides look quite the same
Then it's time you started to worry
No one really wants to hear it like it is
But change is what we need
We're too busy hoarding money
Comfort, violence and greed
I never thought after all these years
That you could lie to me
But all along I always knew
I was the one being naïve
You promised me that you'd always be
On my side of the wall
But now I see that you could never tell
Which side you were on
Now that I realize
That being on either side is wrong
I begin to wonder in the end
Who will really end up alone
'cause tides will turn and a flood will come
To tear this thing down
And whoever can't swim these waters
Will most certainly drown
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