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Sirens #1
02:28
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Roadkill
04:50
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My foot on the gas
A road in the dark
Take care of your steps
Watch out when you walk
And get out of my way ’cause I am driving blind
I will hurt you hard and then leave you behind
And yes, I know, life is ugly and unkind
I will smash your skull and then leave you behind
Get out of my way, get out of my way...
[repeats]
The road in the dark
My foot on the brake
Was out of control
I made a mistake
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3. |
Dry Wood
03:51
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My fingers are dry leaves that fall from my hands
My body is frail like an autumn timberland
Dropped my claws and teeth as I dropped my defense
I have no more questions, I have no demands
My mind is a wasteland invaded by you
Make it your kingdom, worth travelling through
Chop the trees, clear the country, leave a permanent trace
It could make this land a nicer place
Turned on the heating, locked up the door
It's the same old pattern, as the years before
Alas, little hedgehog, say, when will you learn
That your bristles won't save you when your demons return?
I should change my old habits, put on my new shoes
And walk towards and not away from you
But my mind is a wasteland and I have no maps,
Couldn't you be a compass to guide my steps?
Could you guide my steps?
Like birches in autumn I shiver and wilt
My reason's the foliage, the trunk is my guilt
Cut it down into pieces and set me to flames
Make the brightest of fires out of my remains
And I will burn for you
And warm your frozen feet
And I will burn for you
And I'll burn for you
And melt your frozen feet
I'll burn for you
For you.
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4. |
Wastelands
03:51
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It was been a long way south
To the endlessly stretching desert
I've got dust in my mouth
And a sting in my chest
And now I've got no use
For what I had seemed to need
I've got sand in my shoes
And an endless silence in my heart
And it's a long way home
And I'll never really get there
For the one coming back isn't me anymore
Not the same as before but someone
Who has learned to fall and get up after all
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5. |
Relapse
05:19
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This is the wind calling
Inviting me out
Knocking 'gainst my window, whispering "play with me please, please"
And glittering flakes falling from heavy white clouds
All that was gray turns white again and sets my mind at ease
But I don't dare leaving the house tonight
And I don't care what you say; I will stay inside
But I don't dare leaving the house tonight
And I don't care what you say, it is safer inside
None of my friends calling to ask what I do
I could answer I'm crossing their names
Off the list in my heart
And spend most of the days scrawling weepy letters to you
Only then to grab the paper and tear it apart
I don't dare leaving the house tonight
And I don't care what you say; I will stay inside
I don't dare leaving the house this week
And I don't care what you offer, it's not what I seek
This is the wind blowing the tiles off of my roof
Howling: "you can't hide in there forever, my dear!"
I crawl under the bed, knowing I can't yet unable to move:
"Listen, wind, it's oh so warm and safe in here!"
And I don't dare leaving the house tonight
And I don't care what you say; I will stay inside
And I don't plan on leaving the house this year.
If by then you still remember me, you'll find me here
I don't plan on leaving the house this year
And if by then you still remember me, you'll find me here
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6. |
Patience
04:42
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I count the falling leaves
And feed my disbelief
With every grain of sand
That's coming down, down, down
Let time lapse away,
Let hours add up to days
While the rain outside
Comes pouring down, down, down..
And I wait, and I wait...
The clocks are not my friends
They wave their wispy hands
But everything looks static
In this town
And days add up to weeks
What is it that I seek?
A straw, a hand, a hold
While I'm slipping down
And I wait, and I wait...
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7. |
Vertigo
02:52
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I stand and watch the chairoplane
Spinning 'round and 'round
All the happy passengers
Fly high above the ground
How I'd love to take a ride
And I'm wishing for the worst:
That the chain might break
The seat might slide
And let me fall and burst
I stand and watch the aeroplanes
Rise high above the town
There's things to be explored out there
There's treasures to be found
But if I was to take plane
My greatest wish would be
To fly into a hurricane
And drown in the deepest sea
And when I go to sleep at night
I dream of forks and knives
And all the other pretty tools
To end a sappy life
Like bikes and trains and rubber bands
'Til one day I'll have found
The perfect little accident
To make me bite the ground
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8. |
Pirates
03:30
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Don't you see my eyepatch and the parrot on my shoulder?
Don't you see the broadsword on my belt?
I don't plan on staying in this bay
I'm gonna take what I need and sail away –
I heard that's what pirates do
My ship doesn't need no anchor
My crew doesn't need no rest
My life doesn't need no other
There's a rock inside my chest
Don't you see my pegleg and the tattoos on my shoulder?
It's a proof that I can't be your friend
You should keep shady folks like me at bay
I'm gonna take what I need and sail away
'Cause that's what pirates do
I don't need no hidden treasures
I don't need no gems and gold
And if you cut apart my ribcage
What you'll find is rough and cold
My ship doesn't need no anchor
My crew doesn't need no rest
My life doesn't need no other
There's a rock inside my chest
Hey! Hey! Hey! Ho!
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9. |
When You Were Young
02:04
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When you were young
And full of life
For so many virtuous things you'd strive
Eager to grow
And to explore
The world unseen
Where did you go?
When did I lose your track?
Where did you go?
And when will you be back?
Past things will fade
And rot and rust
As your high ideals turn to dust
When did you lose your will to live?
What was the mistake you could not forgive?
Where did you go?
When did you run away?
Where did you go?
What caused your dismay?
Where did you go?
Where did I lose your track?
I miss you so...
So when will you be back?
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10. |
Sirens #2
02:53
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entertainment for the braindead Berlin, Germany
Julia Kotowski, based in Berlin, weaves her sonic universe from shy song lines, small instruments and field recordings, carefully wraps them in paper cut-outs and serves them with home-made ginger cookies. And coffee.
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