1. |
barsong
03:05
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"barsong"
i sit in a bar waiting, launching selfmade words
it´s nearly to time for so much talks
and half a woman delivers the drinks
the window is full of fume
so here i stay but it´s nearly time
to swallow the other half reading labels behind my glass
i wonder how to speak in a common sense
that no-one would interrupt those speeches
and the table is full of empty things
there might be another use
of this night but it´s still outside
to bring me home soon as soon as the doors are being closed
and when i awake put me the bottle ahead
and when the day begins, i´ll take her home
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2. |
the flood (1st riffs)
07:58
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3. |
dim
03:07
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"dim"
when i was a small dimmed on the roof upstairs
i thought there was no light to burst the world outside
envious sacrifies amusing the honest oldest wise men
but without me whose to blame for all in all except nothing
it´s been the sweetest perfect time
if i was a tall man in front of myself i guess i would hold in
my favorites been taken
envious softly white ballanced covered only weaker sides
but without me it´s the same it´s all in all except nothing
changing me i´ll taste like mine
use the current speed once more
so i will dim you
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4. |
my hardest inner feat
06:01
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"my hardest inner feat"
my hardest inner fear has slowed me down
now i am narcotized
my hardest inner feat was to sacrify the crowd
to save all the prudenced
and even if i´m fitting perfectly
in some of these vacuum needs today
i´d pushed the waiting gnome with it´s monstrous head
he´s helping me at home
getting into sleep ovating scenes
blowing through my empty mind
i´m a victim of speech ´cause my intellect speeds up
when i´m closing in a lamp.
my hardest inner feat to let the guts satisfying their own script
my hardest inner fear to join their authority less multiplayed
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5. |
campfire sleep
04:28
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6. |
sandwoman
03:42
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"sandwoman"
pallidor sand float him on a shade
praised her parfum when giants moderate
gnarled messiah the clue is so baren:
you deny this seeking once have joined eden
somnolence kills voices that deverge
parboiled distress mellifluous urge
bulged with philtre warm dusk relight
absorbed us indulged behurld into the sun
and now kills us light
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7. |
bitterfield (in summer)
09:27
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8. |
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"the less against the less"
if i was filled up i wished i would need less
it´s hard to stand up in a free fall voting meaninglessly seldom
as i would dream a coloured cage
and bark because of less
i don´t mind
there are a few men i wait for they´re becoming less
and those who have changed the cause of me .. just faces
just enormous that i set
my less against your less
i don´t mind.
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9. |
ashlar
04:51
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"ashlar"
prisoned my feet in a squarestone
wave the ashlar
i want to be seen on it
or see all of it
wave the ashlar
there´s been no date
no inscription
only two arms on me
can´t stop quaking but i cause no movement
around the ashlar i´m hitting you
like clashing flies if they become too much
there´s been no date
no inscription
there´s been no pain
only two arms on me
hide my sore legs too you
my love industry
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10. |
f. krueger
21:18
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