1. |
Weightless With You
04:15
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a long way
from the storm I’m flying
to the edges of our calm
soon…
shapeless drifting through…
weightless next to you
mesmerizing without a sound
from the eye…
no surprise…
from the center of the mind you’ll find
that if you wish it all away…
I think we’ll need another hero
failing in your wiles
let there be another to lend some hope
and it’s glistening
always glistening before…
before it drives us from our homes
before it cuts us to the bone
leaves us on the streets alone.. alone
and there’s nowhere and no one left to take the wheel and…
will you keep me afloat ?
will you lead me astray ?
and we can almost see it standing…
standing on it’s (own)
try to keep me afloat
never send me away
I am almost there and standing weightless next to you
and it’s glistening
forever glistening before…
before it robs us of our souls
before it bleeds us to the bone
leaves us on the streets alone… alone
and there’s nowhere and no one left to take the wheel and…
will you keep me afloat ?
will you keep me estranged ?
and we can almost see it standing…
standing on it’s (own)
try to keep me afloat
never send me away
I am almost there and standing weightless next to you
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2. |
Nora 5
06:21
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from a window
from a portal
from an angle it reveals…
your trajectory appeals
well I certainly appreciate the view from here
in an instance
in a moment
all the paths that will collide
spark the essence of our flight
and my humble introspection that arrives
a clean slate
incept dates of mine
a new trait
can you wait to shine ?
the world revolves around you
and the stars surround you
spiraling before my eyes
circling your satellite
eclipse the sun and taste the night
as you dance across the sky
Nora 5…
to what end can we brave
this infinite divide of
the passage through our barricades ?
to what ports must we hold these grudges and misgivings ?
all will pass away in time…
a clean slate
incept dates of mine
a new trait
can you wait to shine ?
the world revolves around you
and the stars surround you
spiraling before my eyes
circling your satellite
eclipse the sun and taste the night
as you dance across the sky
Nora 5…
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3. |
Over
03:34
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over the silhouettes of dancing lemmings
searching for a sign of life amidst the void
and sober is all you make feel these days
I'm longing for the open waters to flow again
I can't feel a thing at all <blowing me kisses>
am I over you at all ? <into the lifeboat>
i'm not missing you at all <giving me shelter>
are you listening to a word I say ?
don't you delay
plans we made
all in vain
will you jettison them ?
for a day
don't delay
say you'll stay
for a while till the next tide rolls...
into the pearls along your shores - we're bleeding
set adrift to bridge the gulf we have created
changes that ricochet across our borders
to reconnect is all I want from you again
I can't feel a thing at all <blowing me kisses>
am I over you at all ? <into the lifeboat>
there's no motion left at all <pulling me closer>
are you listening to a word I say?
don't you delay
and you're wondering what to surmise…
only a lifetime can fill in the pages
we're lacking the words to describe
and maybe we'll finally get all the lessons
that only sink in given time
no, but I can't stop chasing the ephemeral… you
am I over you at all ?
it's no mystery at all
pull me closer…
I can't feel a thing at all <blowing me kisses>
am I over you at all ? <into the lifeboat>
there's no motion left at all <pulling me closer>
are you listening to a word I say ?
don't you delay
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4. |
Simulacrum
04:10
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reaching for the sun
waning as the galaxies go whizzing by
abstinence is gone
singing with that sweet refrain that you have always known
the night has finally come
the lessons are beginning to sink in
and I can see through the ordinary days
that fade into the years past
climbing to the apex now
embrace perfection of your sole intention
and this time will you say its real ?
and this time will you fall again
for perfect simulacrum ?
so many images to steal away your cold reality
and maybe I might say I'm sorry for the plans enacted
quasars in synchrony
converging to another time
another place
another love will shine on
as the sun drifts away from my face
through the ordinary days
that fade into the years past
climbing to the apex now
embrace perfection of your sole intention…
and this time will you say its real ?
and this time will you fall again for perfect simulacrum ?
too many images imprinted to deny the feeling
and this time will you say it's real enough to build connections
and maybe I won't say I'm sorry for the plans that I have made…
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5. |
Consent
03:53
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somewhere a line is drawn that says we're not the same my brother
look and see if you agree with how it's stratified
they teach of demarcation and stroke my aptitude now honey
gentle distribution how our numbers multiply…
you won't have consent from me
you can pull your offer right off the table
trust you implicitly ?
tell me who will be holding the bag for your crimes against all ?
behind your agency
all is traded commodity
your agenda's never free
it's time to declare a planet-wide state of emergency so we'll have…
a little transparency
is all we need to see through the smoke and mirrors
you won't have consent from me
till you choke on the truth from the blood in the streets
… and the world keeps on turning
the lips keep on moving tonight
from every channel we're sending you smiles and beguiling…
cruise missiles flying (cruise missiles flying)
consensus we're trying to buy - No No No
from a far I can hear that they're calling your number
they're calling.. they're calling.. you're falling tonight
and puppets of policy
wake to find the tides are turning… turning
I won't follow ! I won't follow !
I won't swallow ! I won't swallow !
and I hear the curtains- a-calling
for masters of slavery
we're another number on a grid that's failing
it's no conspiracy
all the names of the ones who have spoken through history
they silenced… silenced
I won't follow ! I won't follow !
I won't swallow ! I won't swallow !
and I hear the curtains-a-calling
I won't follow ! I won't follow !
I won't swallow ! I won't swallow !
time to pull the plug on this big three-ring side-show
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6. |
If It's Gone
03:32
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signals fly across the air
they’re dancing without a care
and pulses are racing in to say,
“I know we’ll find a way”
you say there is another
however it’s beyond a doubt
the color of your glow is all I need to tell me it’s on…
but if it’s gone
I wanna hear it from you
little girl
no need to run from the truth
sing along
you know the words to this part of the song
they’re playing for us
it’s time for you to write the ending
the moment begs to stay awhile
from the fleeting ephemeral
you’re drifting now across the world from me…
I’ll send it in the wind
but if it’s gone
I wanna hear it from you
little girl
no need to run from the truth
sing along
you know the words to this part of the song
they’re playing for us
it’s time for you to write the ending
if it’s gone
I wanna hear it from you
little girl
no need to hide away just stay awhile
the words will come at last and maybe it’s not time for you
but innocence will fly me over…
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7. |
Las Arenas de Cartagena
03:49
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every wave rolling in…
and the tides of healing
on your lips in your eyes…
let the dance entrance me
every move
every stroke
every millisecond
catch the wind from your shores
sail these strange illusions
blood was spilt on these shore - a trillion voices
shackles are of your own - if you give in to it
whisper peace in the wind - with words of freedom
love was built in these walls
on the sands of Cartagena.. en las arenas de Cartagena..
on the sands of Cartagena
cada ola te envuelves
cicatrizando
en tu labio y boca
hipnotizando
cada pulso y latido
cada instante
atrapando tus sueños
sobre tus costas
sangre derramada en estas tierras
un trillion de voces que nos encierran
se adueñan de ti si los dejas dentro
susurro de la paz con palabras blancas
construir el amor en los murros de Cartagena
en las arenas de Cartagena.. en las playas de Cartagena..
on the sands of Cartagena
cada ola se venga
cada pulso y latido
tu momento precioso
que me cicatriza
blood was spilt on these shore - a trillion voices
shackles are of your own - if you give in to it
whisper peace in the wind - with words of freedom
love was built in these walls
on the sands of Cartagena
sangre derramada en estas tierras
un trillion de voces que nos encierran
se adueñan de ti si los dejas dentro
construir el amor en los murros de Cartagena
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8. |
New Religion
03:30
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cradling my recent abdications alone
and the constructs in your mind shift
they will become you
and the sun never sets here at night
looking for what is left in your skies
do you think I might be ordinary ?
fascination with erratic pulses
taking comfort in your daily ritual
do you know my kind ?
I know my kind to start a new religion
I think I'll find some peace of mind from the cold
would you take some time ?
I'd take some time to find this new religion
so I can leave this world behind
would you bring all that sparkles and shines to the fold ?
whispering all across every airwave - calling
suckling what I need to survive
encoding every trait of your life
and in the sun I am becoming caricatured
slowly dissolving…
from some iconic higher calling
do you know my kind ?
I know my kind to start a new religion
I think I'll find some peace of mind from the cold
would you take some time ?
I'd take some time to find this new religion
and the sands of time stay frozen from your hourglass tomb
innocence is ignorance stay faithful
innocence is ignorance stay faithful
innocence is ignorance stay faithful – all your pieties
and leave all that you carry by the door
convictions you save
what symbols dictate
with pieties strung all along the path
that keeps me locked in here
it keeps me near…
take me to a place where I can start anew and I belong
whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
where I belong I’ll never need what I leave at the door
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9. |
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no souvenirs to take with me
stuck in hyperspace perpetually
your warm caress eluding me
it's time to take that final plunge into that big event horizon
oh you contagious energy
and connections made all willingly
whisper secrets to me sparingly
choice or chance or circumstances
all the pathways lead me back to you
it's an intergalactic love affair of mine
it's my interplayed communication
sending my transmission on all frequencies
so maybe you might get me someday
it's an intergalactic love affair of mine
it's my interplayed communication
sending my transmission on all frequencies
so maybe you might get me…
in this vast expanse
try to prevent your self-destruction
floating freely
sink or swim
you're falling through this void of space to make it back again
it's an intergalactic love affair of mine
it's my interplayed communication
sending my transmission on all frequencies
so maybe you might get me someday
it's an intergalactic love affair of mine
it's my interplayed communication
sending my transmission on all frequencies
so maybe you might get me…
someday
sending my transmission…
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10. |
Miss Simon
03:20
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hello Miss Simon
what did you say the other day ?
we're all in danger
of being unoriginal
you know miss simon
I don't think you're far from the truth
from where I'm standing
we're all just carbon copies
puppets on a DNA stage
influentially incestuous
Simon says
Miss Simon says
come away this twilight
do what I say
do what I say
drop your mask and follow
Simon says
Miss Simon says
only you could have the power to possess the moment
to leave the forgeries behind you
pieces – picking up what I have
choices – all the paths that I get
voices – calling out at every corner
nothing new inside my head
puppets made of flesh and bone
everything incestuous
Simon says
Miss Simon says
come away this twilight
do what I say
do what I say
drop your mask and follow
Simon says
Miss Simon says
only you could have the power to possess the moment
and leave the forgeries behind you
you know my friend that I bleed just the same as you
portraits of the ones you love on sale for you
and maybe it's not time to travel far from home
take comfort in the fact that you're not alone – you're not alone
Simon says
Miss Simon says…
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11. |
Machine
04:45
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it's a crime of passion
from a Frankensteinian dream…
you know it sucks me in
able-hands are working
molding and caressing
toward something that is yet unseen
in my head is the seed that was implanted a long time ago
to be heard
you can feed it
you can give it life for a day or two
with a word
I can sell it
I can make it out to be what it is
a machine of grace
to caress the world in one embrace this far.. no further
it's our own creation
expression of our own design…
all gathered towards our own demise
foreshadowing senescence
fading softly through the night
your obedience is gained without a fight
in the blood of our cities…
of our countries has always been ourselves
crying out
you can choose to maybe feed it or let it all burn down
with a word
you can change it
you can spread it and build it all again
a machine of grace
to caress the world in one embrace this far.. no further
the greatest of inventions
the great deception of our time
and all willing to be led into decline…
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