1. |
Fresh Air
02:55
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Dust,
Fairy dust,
Earthy crust,
Running out of water at the peak of summer
Bye sweet mud,
Still sing a bird
But if birds sing are their songs made to be heard?
Everything is quiet
And everything is calm
At least at night
Wind,
Freshening wind,
Out and in
Strokes all and yet is gone
Like a piece of meat
rotting in the sun
And its smell in the breeze
Come as nothing,
And gone with the wind
I’ll flip a coin and will wait until
Everything is quiet
And everything is calm
Everything is quiet
Day and night
(oh grey towers of stone)
Day and night
(oh grey towers of stone)
Day and night
(oh grey towers of stone)
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2. |
Like a Cat
03:15
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Are we around,
Or are we just inside?
Are we just bound
For disappearing?
Are we alive,
Or is is just some wind
That pushes us upon the ground
While we’re asleep on the mat?
Like a cat getting warmed up by the sun in a lazy afternoon
Have we arrived,
Or is there some distance left?
Are we a band or an orchestra?
Give me your time and I will lend you mine
Then we’ll just chat about it all
And time is a string
We’ll hang on to that
Like a bird singing back to those big buzzing high voltage lines
Like a cat getting warmed up by the sun in a lazy afternoon
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3. |
Five Years
04:20
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I spend the whole day in my bed
Waiting for something to happen
I seek for items of concern
But the whole time I feel the same
But maybe you would come and see me
There in my bed
And we could do something together
Like playing chess or something else
I tried to call but you didn't answer
Is someone home, is someone home ?
I guess you're still in bed
In your dressing gown
Can you pick up the phone ?
I’m feeling myself inside and out
I hear the peacock on the grass
I’m bored as hell and I feel stupid
To watch one’s jelly jiggling
But maybe one day I'm done with all those nasty times at home
I’ll step out of my room
And meet a dude who’ll do me good
There is no reason living like there’s no tomorrow
In five years maybe we’ll be done
But it’s only maybe
Only maybe
I hear the big clock ticking and it’s still the same
It goes one, two, three, four,
Then five
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The seagull over the junkyard flies and sees
This is a never ending love story
Closer to the plastic bags she’s wondering why
‘Till they don’t get their coffees they won’t calm down?
It’s the same old poor
Rising against
The new rich
Bending up wings, she gets high some more
The whole view over there
Just to keep the score
And what’s up with the money? What’s up with the car?
If you can’t borrow one, you won’t be no star
Wouldn't it be
Much more easier
Without it all
Coming up, coming ‘round
For you
Staring at all you ‘got
So true
We can’t go back
The tank’s full
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5. |
Leonard
04:06
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Leonard, Leonard, don’t you tell it’s getting worse
Your life’s a mess but you can't say it’s from a curse
Come on just roll your cigarette and tell me why
All the words that you say are always being sold at a lower price
Leonard
Don’t tell it’s not your fault
You just cheat yourself on every note
A word instead of another one it's called a lie
Don’t look at me like this was to you some big surprise
Leonard
Be true to me
What you once said now doesn’t stick with what you see
But you got the right to change your mind no matter how
A vision’s not a rock it’s more some kind of plant that grows
Leonard, Leonard,
You ain’t no kid
No excuses are permitted you’re not weak
A grown person can’t deny its guilts no more
Everything’s changed now you must talk even if it’s sore
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6. |
Long Time No See
02:34
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Long time no see
I’m trying to speak
What was the colour of your eyes again?
Have I dropped you a little too early love?
Long time no see
I’m trying to sleep
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7. |
Sleepy
03:42
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You walked the line you slammed that door
You passed away now you are gone
But every time I think of you I get the same old sensation
Like a hole in my chest
Like a well inside my head
Silent whips
Why do I run inside a gun?
Am I the bullet?
Am I the powder?
Am I the loner stuck in the cooler?
Loving a bone
Stuck in the phone
Gone with the wind
A shell made of tin and a broken vase
A room that’s empty
A bold memory
A house of cards made of me
Made of me
Made of me
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8. |
Home
03:32
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Take me down where I feel safe
Into the warm trap of the sheets
Just lying side by side and our bobbling heads
Stuck until we feel stuck
These engine roars are making me mad
Mad blinking lights are making me crazy
Like a never stopping growing tree
That wind will tear down, suddenly
So take me down where I feel safe
Into the warm trap of the sheets
Just lying side by side and our bobbling heads
Stuck until we feel stuck
In our sweet cage called home
Home
Home
Home
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9. |
People
03:22
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That’s a thing
That's a thing
People are just people
If I look at the old torn picture I’ll try to tell them bodies
But I can’t be sure, they’re so lookalike
Bodies
That’s a thing, yeah
That’s a thing
People are just people
That’s a thing
They will come and I’ll be gone and if they call me I’m home
I'm home
We’ll be doing a meeting
Me and all the people
Shaking those old bones
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10. |
Run Free
07:08
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You have a fear creeping inside
You have a feeling that you hide
Maybe it’s hard to hold
You won’t hold too long
You keep that whisper in your ear
It’s like a secret that you fear
Just try to catch the moment to spill it out
Let it run free
Only you have that key
Give it the time it needs to escape your memory
You have a gesture that’s unreal
You say that’s only that you’re ill
Maybe it’s time to cure this illness that’s over you
You keep on living on the edge
And it’s not being free to bend
Give it a try, you’ll see, it’s nothing bad to live
Let it run free
Only you have that key
Give it the time it needs to escape your memory
You say I don’t know what you see
And that all I can know is me
But I’m just trying to give what they all gave to me
Let it run free
Only you have that key
Give it a time it needs to escape your memory
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Short Ideas Lille, France
Short Ideas are two brothers from northern France, singing tales about the bonds that can still link us together in a world
that's collapsing.
With their first ever home-recorded album Drying Leaves on a Line, they invite us to dive into a heartwarming collection of ten songs drenched into a sensitive writing they use as a watery mirror, both peaceful and troubled.
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