1. |
(in)Security
03:22
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across a bridge, along a shore
the skies born some years ago
steel fence that holds the cliffs at bay
unlocks the point I’d put away
security, a bolder aim
the roads I run never the same
I’m not sure I’ll get what I paid for
let down my guard to touch her face
gave up my heart to keep my place
I cupped my hands, shielded my eyes
but no big love for me, but no big surprise
security, I’ll be ok
you and my love out of the way
I’m not sure I’ll get what I paid for
a dot in space, a satellite
watch down over me on through the night
longer the train, further apart
know where I am… know where to start
security, you wretched scheme
you’ll break my heart before my dream
I’m not sure I’ll get what I paid for
I’m not sure I’ll get what I paid for
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2. |
Merge
03:18
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Walk up alone, push open the door
Send the taxi on its way
Leave the bits of glass across the floor
Empty predictions
Have I got it in me to merge
Will I find a way to wait
These exits go on forever
Time to consolidate
Got no time to take it in
Pictures tilted, and out of frame
Don’t sit down, don’t take a stand
Don’t take your coat off
Have I got it in me to merge
Will I find a way to wait
These exits go on forever
Time to consolidate
Well I’ve had it with keeping pieces of another life
‘Cause none of what’s left is right
It’s time to come clean, till empty fits no more
Skies afire, freezing wind
Bring my mind back to today
The open road, the shape I’m in
No time for pictures
Have I got it in me to merge
Will I find a way to wait
These exits go on forever
Time to consolidate
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3. |
Night At The Mercury
04:14
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the Monet looks back at me
from walls that cannot see
gonna stay here when I lock the door
cross the lobby and return the key
smoke streams smell like change
in which way I don’t really know
maybe checkout will make a difference
anything to take me home
shifting through the breakers
white skies pure as snow
the sheets my father packed me
flap quietly where I go
when I grow old and tired of t-shirts
in some ways, I already have
maybe I’ll belong to Jesus
anything to take me home
anything anything yeah
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4. |
Sound of Industry
04:28
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Ran down from the mountain
Suey to the sea
Swim with sharks and angels… they all, they all know me
Pushing with my left hand
Leaves my knife hand free
do you think you know me… well, we’ll see
Killing time… killing me
Digging for melody in the empty sound of industry
Whatever I trust… to set me free
Still couldn’t hold a flame to the paper soul of industry
Out on the street
Tied up in the old town
Harboured up in me
Distant flights of fancy, I took to make me clean
Behind the glass of Gate 10
A big plane starts to roar
Covered by the jetstream… a cold dream
Killing time… killing me
Digging for melody in the empty sound of industry
Whatever I trust… to set me free
Still couldn’t hold a flame to the paper soul of industry
I’ll be just a matchstick
I’m a drop of grease
Killing time… killing me
Digging for melody in the empty sound of industry
Whatever I trust… to set me free
Still couldn’t hold a flame to the paper soul of industry
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5. |
Bei dir sein
02:38
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Schlaf ruhig ein
Hab keine Angst denn ich werden bei dir sein
Schlaf ruhig ein
In Deinen Träumen
Wird Sonne scheinen
In Deinen Träumen werd ich bei Dir sein
Schlaf ruhig ein
Hab keine Angst denn Du bist nicht allein
Schlaf ruhig ein
In diesen Räumen
Wird Sonne scheinen
In Deinen Träumen werd ich bei Dir sein
Und alle deine Geister werden ruh´n – heut Nacht
Weil jemand, der Dich liebt über Dich wacht – heut Nacht
Schlaf ruhig ein
Hab keine Angst ich werden bei dir sein
Schlaf ruhig ein
In Deinen Träumen
Wird Sonne scheinen
In Deinen Träumen werd ich bei Dir sein
Und alle deine Geister werden ruh´n – heut Nacht
Weil jemand, der Dich liebt über Dich wacht – heut Nacht
Ja alle deine Geister werden ruh´n – heut Nacht
Und niemand wird dir irgendetwas tun – heut Nacht
Weil jemand, der dich liebt über dich... wacht
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6. |
I Meant To Get You Back
03:08
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I get some time to myself
Handfuls of moments in a day
You’ve faded somehow out of what now holds in store
And I wonder if you think I got away?
I got the pictures that you sent
A random email that I meant to get you back on yesterday
Do I remember... could I forget?
Did fallen leaves not cover our feet
Did waves at Jericho not crash the whole way down
Have I ever told you what that means
Here on the edge I’m looking out
Almost as much as I’ve been looking in
This little island shines across the ice
That covers the St. Laurence like a skin
I think I missed you coming round
Saw your footprints on the ground, before the wind washed them away
Do I remember... could I forget?
Did fallen leaves not cover our feet
Did waves at Jericho not crash the whole way down
Have I ever told you what that means… to me?
I trusted time to make it all ok
Stuck in stop-motion I don’t feel the same
‘cause I meant to get you back
Do I remember... could I forget?
Did fallen leaves not cover our feet
Did waves at Jericho not crash the whole way down
Have I ever told you what that means… to me?
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7. |
Mourir d'envie
03:46
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d’ici demain, plan de suivi
dirigera l’homme que je suis
par la fenêtre, brûlant des yeux
illuminera… chemins, parcours, du mieux
changer de pays
trouver ses yeux à cent mille lieux
que m’attendra, importe qui
ne me connaîtrait mourir d’envie
d’ici matin, perte de sommeil
neuvement forme, l’homme que je suis
et disparaître toute cette ennui
figé à place, courant dans la pluie
changer de vie
de toucher Dieu… un nouveau milieu
que m’attendra, importe qui
ne me connaîtrait mourir d’envie
mourir d’envie
…ne me connaîtrait
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8. |
Take The Edge Off
03:23
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Samson’s ride slowed down
Pulled up to the lonely beat-up curb
Outside things were only getting wetter
As he reached for the door
He dug deep for some change that he did not have
Emptied but for one last weary thank you
Another fine man breaking
Something take the edge off… losing
Stands there looking around
Watching all the people stress on by
Winter sends a chill that drives him upstairs
And all the way across the floor
Down a darkened hallway to his bedroom door
Fumbling for the means to take him upstairs
Another fine man breaking
Something take the edge off… losing
Pull yourself together
Don’t you want to live forever?
Ain’t we all in this together?
Have you bought those lines before…
Pull yourself together
Don’t you want to live forever?
Ain’t we all in this together?
Have you bought those lines before…
Are you ready for one more?
Five new years pass by
Samson tells a caller in a smoky voice
How little we know, until we’ve been there
Another fine man breaking
Something take the edge off… losing
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9. |
Mescaline
04:17
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the door you found unlocked... I'd asked you to come right in
you found your way just fine, to the suite where I
was talking on the phone, to someone who'd always cared
I let you be alone... to wonder of my plans
if what you say is true, then I can stop excusing you
making you look good
if dreaming has to end, then I can stop this blaming you
for what I put me through
my mescaline
we looked across Berlin... and thought about LA
I kissed your private skin, and pushed my thoughts away
your shiny heart of steel... a polished glass within
you gave me back your key, and left me with my fix
if what you say is true, then I can stop excusing you
making you look good
if dreaming has to end, then I can stop this blaming you
for what I put me through
my mescaline
if what you say is true, then I can stop excusing you
making you look good
if dreaming has to end, then I can stop this blaming you
for what I put me through
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10. |
Blessing and Burning
04:22
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winter chill, late in the day
lonely horse comes without a sound
little whispers clear the way
follow the dust trails into town
come to lay his tired head down
the blessing of time…
the burning of youth…
blessed by things that only come and go,
burned by the truth…
blessed be the dream…
burned into you…
from the steppes of these fields of gold,
to the fires by the river
on the ridge, roll the wheels
out of the valley, on the edge of her seat
little schoolgirl looks around at the 1870s
so many things in store
the blessing of time…
the burning of youth…
blessed by things that only come and go,
burned by the truth…
blessed be the dream…
burned into you…
from the steppes of these fields of gold,
to the fires by the river
from waterfalls through canyon walls, an echo
smoke signals never seen, never far behind
the blessing of time…
the burning of youth…
blessed by things that only come and go,
burned by the truth…
blessed be the dream…
burned into you…
from the steppes of these fields of gold,
to the fires by the river
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