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Chained
02:54
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Chained
Chained baby
Chained
Sea change
Widow holds a sea shell
Wanna hold the sea still
Don't wanna leave it all behind her
But
Shake chains
Break chains and leave it all behind
Shake, shake
Widowed
Maroon awaiting the big flood
Memories in a tight hold
Cannot leave it all behind her
But
Break chains and leave it all behind
You gotta break, change and leave it all behind
You gotta shake, shake and leave it all behind
You gotta shake, shake
Sister
You gotta be an inappropriate sis
Look further
And hold on to your dream
Sister
You want the inappropriate thing
But it's so sweet
you'll turn waves around
You gotta wake up, shape up
Keep it in your mind
Wake up, shake up
And leave the past behind
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Colour Blind
04:21
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At the station to meet you
Went there just to greet you
Fell apart at the same place
Now I gather up your face
But you're everyone I ever saw
How could I ever know, how could I tell
You from all the rest
You from all the rest
High ambitions stuck in the parking lot
Well, is this what you want, is this what you want?
History of ours, it stays so close behind
But do you think it could save us now
I don't think it will work this time
Oh, colour blind
At the station to meet you
Went there just to greet you
With a sign that read your name
But the train it never came
And of all the people that passed by
Not one gave me an eye
The past turned away
You... you turned away
My beating heart keeps me in the parking lot
Is this what I want, is this what I want?
Words of ours, they kept me alive
But do you think they will save us now
Do you think it will work this time?
Oh, colour blind
At the station to meet you
I'll be there just to greet you
One leg on each track
I'd stop the train if you'd ask for that
I get the feeling that you know me well
But how could you ever tell
What would you say
If you knew my name
If you knew my name
High ambitions stuck in the parking lot
Well, is this what you want, is this what you want?
History of ours, it stays so close behind
But do you think they will save us now
Do you think it will work this time?
Oh, colour blind
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New Playlist
03:37
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I see us on the bus making faces
Whistling America, now we don't have to act
No truth, no lie, no amendment
No crack in the pavement
Could break this engagement
(I want to do this too)
I see us on a path out in nature
Wuthering Heights, let me in in your window
Thought I had learned to be patient
Now I don't want to wait
It’s not why I’m here for
(I want to do this too
I don't want to wait it’s not why I’m here for)
And when you breathe with me
The moment when our heart rates meet
Sensation of our unity
I close my eyes, I feel you’re near
(Take a deep breath, take a deep breath)
I see us untidy and naked
Fingers of Love, now we don't have to ask
Love sure was a slippery salesman
Past the hesitation
Past the trepidation
I see us making love, making plans
Singing You turn me on, I'm a Radio
Come rain, come shine, we dare
Dig where we stand
Earth in our hands
(Take a deep breath, take a deep breath)
And when you breathe with me
The moment when our heart rates meet
Sensation of our unity
I close my eyes, I feel you’re near
Yeah, when you breathe with me
The moment when our heart rates meet
Sensation of our unity
I catch my breath, you pull me in
I see us in front of the board
Shouting out Harper Valley PTA
We know what we're here for
The ideals we stand for
The children that we care for
I see us on a train, on a boat, on a plane
In a song, wherever we might be
We've come a long way on this road
Past the hesitation
Obsession, trepidation
(I want to do this too)
But we're still on the bus making faces
Whistling America, now we don't have to act
No truth, no lie, no amendment
No crack in the pavement
Could break this engagement
Could break this engagement
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Broken Toys
03:35
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My friend, when you had me
The sweetest thing
We lit fire and melted
Rules were disobeyed
Making a fool of anyone who claimed
The right to say our names
They didn't know, how could they know?
How could they know?
But what am I sayin'?
You got to go
We lit fire and melted
You got to go
For all the reasons being
But you could not see
For all the human beings
That you could not be
You could have lied
All the broken toys you hold
All the damaged goods you store
All the words you tried to say
all the truth you dared, but failed
Let it go, let it drift away
Let it drift away, away
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Oberon
02:45
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6. |
Jump Start
03:39
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Weekend in a jar
These days I have no heart
These days I have no heart
These days I have no heart
No need to make a jump start
No need for small talk
In a can in a jar
These days I live in the car
Run off anytime I want
Run off anytime I want
No need to make a jump start
Wheel stuck in the mud
Weekend in the jar
These days without heart
These days without heart
Run off anytime you want
No need to make a jump start
No need to make a jump start
x2
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Could it be this work I'm taking
Pulling round the ferris wheel is a
Postcard from a fairground aching
The joy that it could not bring
My hands beating the drum from you
Let go this beating of my drum
My hands beating the drum for you
Let go this beating of my drum
x4
I know we've been speaking of virtue
I know we've been speaking of truth
But I'm not the one to over on destiny
And shake some leaves of the family tree
(My hands beating the drum from you)
Let go this beating of my drum)
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8. |
Talking To The River
05:56
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Our sign was always a question mark
But I couldn't play the part you gave me
Memories of the times we lost control
They're all carved out in stone
But that pearl of tear that's fallen far and hangs down from your lip
Well, I don't want it
Still the sweet caress across my back from your fingertips
Oh, it breaks my heart
Insights you get as you move along
Are they supposed to make you whole? (Just asking)
Mistakes, you should not make them twice
Well, I come back to them any chance I find
As if one day I'll pull the right thing from the hat I'm under
But what would that be?
As if unraveling the cause for every harm or wonder
Would make me happy
Face to face with someone I loved
A mirror showing everything I'm so afraid of
Sometimes I feel like we never touched
Or came close just to cover up the dirt
If I misled you I am sorry, it was not my intention
I never wanted to
We created what we could with all the best intentions
Desire is no fool
I made my way out of the restaurant
Alone into the desert storm
Funny when you thought you had it all
Then what you thought you had is gone
But I remember every wasted hour in your backseat
Waiting for the turn-on
Still the shiver I get each time that you speak
Oh, it breaks my heart
Our sign was always a question mark
But I couldn't play the part you gave me
Memories of the times we lost control
They're all carved out in stone
But that pearl of tear that's fallen far and hangs down from your lip
Well, I don't want it
Still the sweet caress across my back from your fingertips
Oh, it breaks my heart
I made my way out of the restaurant
Alone into the desert storm
Funny when you thought you had it all
Then what you thought you had is gone
But I remember every wasted hour in your backseat
Waiting for the turn-on
Still the shiver I get each time that you speak
Oh, it breaks my heart
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Titania
05:38
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10. |
Desire / Deserve
04:26
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Thought I'd stay half awake
Thought I'd listen to what you said
Could have had it some other way
Could have saved it for another day
Could have laid in your bed
These things dissolve within my head
A new year comes when summer ends
Other things they never change
Desire is in your heart
Deserve the things you've got
Want me in your arms
Deserve the things you want
I used to send you but now I don't
I used to send you but now I won't
Look at the children that we made
And brought up under such distress
How will I know a kiss from pain
Laid upon a baby's face
Blame that I put on myself
Parts break and part ways
Everything turns into something else
Everything turns into something else
Desire is in your heart
Deserve the things you've got
Want me in your arms
Deserve the things you want
I used to send you but now I don't
I used to send you but now I won't
Desire is in your heart
Deserve the things you've got
Want me in your arms
Deserve the things you want
I used to send you but now I don't
I used to send you but now I won't
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11. |
Theater
05:57
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Some sort of illusion keeps coming to me
Some sort of intrusion in this building
I know this place from way back, way back when
Conscience was talking to me like a mean old friend
The longer the waiting, the sweeter it gets
Hey, I've been waiting a lifetime I'm out of breath
I don't even have words for such a phrase
Maybe I'm satisfied but too scared to show it
I might have done something good but how will I ever know this
Mirror on the wall surely made it look bad
Paddler of the ocean with holes in his hands
The more I try, the further away I get
From where I was heading, I'm out of breath
It's high time I put this kid to rest
I don't care if you weep or if you moan
I don't care for all the clothes you've outgrown
What matters now is the acceptance of fate
Some sort of illusion keeps coming to me
Some sort of intrusion in this building
But if this theatre really is the place
Pull up the curtains lets make some space
First act: Let the audience know what's in store
Second act: Give them what they came here for
Third act: Risk applause, uproar, outrage
But I don't care if they weep or if the moan
I don't care for all the clothes long outgrown
What matters now is what happens here on stage
I keep trying, I keep changing the manuscript
I keep messing it up just for the hell of it
Better get started before I lose the grip
Or else this moment's gonna be forsaken
I keep messing it up just for the hell of it
This moment’s gonna be forsaken
I forget lines and I mix up parts
I confuse lies with this work of art
Work of art? More likely art torn apart
The moment passed and I stood there naked
I keep trying, I keep messing it up, better get started before I lose...
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I never dreamed that I would ever want something so bad
Never thought I'd envy you for something that you have
I never cared before, now how do I dare?
Lift this spirit, put me way up where
I catch the signal; call me
Come make a final call
I'm on my knees, my ear is nailed to the wall
Sound distorted, you're voice is lost
A certain impression I can't come across
The one explanation that could help us
Maker, Maker, who on Earth could save us
Psychologists let you talk too much
Sleeping pills keep you out of touch
Spiritual therapy, I don't dare for such...
(I never dream)
Sound distorted, your voice is lost
Decryption failure, blocked by firewall
The one connection that could help us
Is gone for all the insurances we paid for
Murderers and thieves that might go to jail
Market economists? Put them anywhere else
You, my love, you can go to Hell!
Can catch the signal, call me
[noll, sju, noll, tre, noll, ett, sex, fyra, noll, noll, sex, tre, noll] (repeat)
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Cha Blasco Gothenburg, Sweden
Artist. Computer music composer and producer.
Live electronics performer. Programmer.
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