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When all the words are written
When all the songs are sung
When their necks have been bitten
The final bell has rung
In the end, it’s no surprise
In the end, Everyone dies
Whether you believe in nothing
Or in the wheel of fate
I’ll tell you something
It’s already too late
In the end, it’s no surprise
In the end, Everyone dies
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I saw the day
That all the animals had gone away
And no one talked like children anymore
I missed the part
Where they wrote me my instructions
And then cast me out of heaven safe and sound
There was a ghost somewhere
That got between the words
That you and I would speak together
Now there’s a part of me
That blindly channels rage
Inside my heart it lives forever
All the warmth that I once felt when I was young is now gone
And you must find your winter coat to now carry on
I saw the day
That all the animals had gone away
And no one had their meat to feed upon
And in this plague
Everybody lost their muscles
As their sense of hope hung low under the storms
There was a place
Everyone was wearing sweaters
Keeping warm in colder weather after dark
There was a hope
That everything was getting better
That everything was getting better
And all those colors that you used to wear will soon fade away
And all those colors that you used to wear will soon fade away
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v1:
In enough time, anybody can learn to do anything
Are you listening?
From top to bottom, it might just take a while
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You've got a heart, you've got a mind, you've probably got a soul
So you're in control
From the looks of things, you'll power through in style
ch:
Wake up, little one
The time has come
I've got the feeling it's all gonna be fine
v2:
When the rain is pouring down and you're feeling you're gonna slip
You should take a trip
...to the place you know where everything's OK
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'Cause in the end our life is useless and all for naught
That's what we've been taught
So we might as well press on another day
ch:
Wake up, little one
The time has come
I've got the feeling it's all gonna be fine
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Wake up, little one
Grab you're things
I'm walking you across the finish line
"here comes Jason to add some color"
-- solos --
v3:
You've got a soul, you've got a mind, you've probably got a heart
And that's a start
That's a pretty good start to everything you need
ch:
Wake up, little one
The time has come
I've got the feeling it's all gonna be fine
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Wake up, little one
Grab you're things
I'm walking you across the finish line
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halfway from here to holy ground
knee-deep in swamp again
no more rescue to be found
we’ve tried the picket fence before
easy does nothing good
we’ve picked the locks of hidden doors
if there’s a rose grown
with less than sharper thorns
never made much sense to me
and when that note’s blown
a blast of heaven’s horns
we’ll see what’s left for us to see
it’s a hot spring night on a motorbike
it’s the poison that you need
it’s the last flashpoint of a hunger strike
it’s the beat before you bleed
turn your face towards me
hear the mourning dove
you know it’s a barbed wire kind of love
blank page, we stare until we’re blue
top speed in muscle cars
we bit off more than we can chew
but I’ll throw my chips into the pot
there’s meat left on the bone
so hear me fire my warning shot
if there’s a rose grown
with less than sharper thorns
never made much sense to me
and when that note’s blown
a blast of heaven’s horns
we’ll see what’s left for us to see
it’s a hot spring night on a motorbike
it’s the poison that you need
it’s the last flashpoint of a hunger strike
it’s the beat before you bleed
turn your face towards me
hear the mourning dove
you know it’s a barbed wire kind of love
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Memory - Kioku
by Shu Nakamura 2021
(English Translation)
It seems to be everywhere and it seems to be only here - feeling
It suddenly appears and seems to disappear at any moment
Is this an illusion or just a dream? - I’m only dreaming
When I wake up, will I forget it all?
What do you remember about me when the memory is erased?
Do you still remember the “color” of my eyes and the smell of my skin?
Everything I've seen and everything I’ve felt - memory
Irreplaceable memories, that’s Kioku
Even if you try hard, struggle, or pray - tragedy
Everything we have here now will be gone someday
What do you remember about me when the memory is erased?
Do you still remember the “color” of my eyes and the smell of my skin?
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All The Colors in The World
Princess on the princess phone talking to her Friends
the Prince is in his uniform trying to pretend
The Queen is going crazy cause he’s King for a day
and the Maid she cleans it up and the footman runs away
All the colors in the universe collide
in to one and other such a feast for the eyes
Above the Palace there will be a fireworks display
To celebrate the coming of the royal baby
And the people knelt and prayed
And the band began to play
All the colors in the world
All the colors in the world
The King has got a million things that he wants to say
But he keeps them hidden so they’re never on display
He locks himself behind the bedroom door so far away
And the Butler searched the grounds
And the Servants hope to stay
And the Butler searched the grounds
And the Servants hope to stay
The Queen sighs and frowns and starts to turn away
The palace guards are standing in the entrance way
And eveyone is waiting for the crowd to go away
Maid she cleans it up
And the footman runs away
All the colors in the world
All the colors in the world
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tune me
align my mind
colors from far away look bright
i can feel it
it's getting closer
waves arranging on a wire
i can see for miles on end
but who know what's around the bend
so many stumbles so many falters
so what of the path on your way
to true north
poignant direction
we already know
which way we're headed which way we'll go
but what will you meet
along the way
the compass points the directions but not the path you take
if i tread reckless stumble when i go forth
decline to carry on to true north
what's the point in knowing the conclusion
if i stop midway give up on resolution
i can see for miles and miles on end
but who knows what's around the bend
so many stumbles so many falters
and as to the weight who knows
and what of the path of true north
true north
what of the path
true north
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I need a nap as you can see
But someone took my nap from me
You stole a kip you little thief
And then came crying cutting teeth
As I pined for a day’s repose
The children there enjoyed a doze
Why don’t you try it at the bank
They keep sweet sleep in napping tanks
Any color you like
Gimme back my naps you thieving little tike
It seems unfair what I’ve observed
No napping for those that deserve
A moments rest from all their cares
From mortgages and home repairs
What have I traded for bum knees
For cell phone bills and hidden fees
Oh what I’d give to be as free
As children stealing naps from me
We punch the clock, we buy the farm
We kill our time and spin our yarns
With bushes beaten, bullets bit
With caffeine brewing finally quit
The truth is I can never have
For this old ache there is no salve
With endless love I bitterly
Give you those naps you took from me
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9. |
Luke Payne - Patterns
02:16
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o won’t you rest your head on
my shoulder
we’ll watch the glowing embers
and smolder
midnight turns into morning
like clockwork
but we keep getting younger
how does that work?
must be the way you love me
my sweet thing
it’s like the way i love you
completely
when i hear your voice in my ear
I tingle
cause you make all the colors
comingle
Lisa Frank or Jackson Pollock
Doesn’t matter what you call it
Patterns pulsing to the rhythm
You and me are here within them
It’s alive and we can feel it
Miles of blue and green reveal it
Sonny wears his shades of blue
But i don’t care cause I’ve got you
Babe
sometimes we can’t remember
the right words
when we sing back and forth dear
like song birds
but who needs words when we have
what they mean
take a look at the patterns baby
love and spring
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