1. |
Not Anymore
03:08
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I'm the son and I deserve
Not much of anything.
The ideas marked by words,
They do not even win.
And the maps I traced with joy
Will turn to color fear
When the suitcase that I packed
Will rot and disappear.
Keep those heels and stairs of steel for you.
Keep those heels and stairs of steel for you.
Keep those heels and stairs of steel for you.
They won't have a use,...
Not anymore.
Mind was only getting spoiled
With countries I have seen.
Telling everyone I would,
Then I didn't even leave.
If I just could tell them why
They would not disagree
Because the best things in life
Will never be for free.
Leave those heels and stairs of steel for you.
Leave those heels and stairs of steel for you.
Leave those heels and stairs of steel for you.
They won't be serving, not,...
Not anymore.
Now, pick it up!
Leave those heels and stairs for you.
Leave those heels and stairs,...
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2. |
Bring Me Back Home
04:53
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On the mountain tops;
There, it's always white,...
Vegetation, pure air, tunnels, passes.
Rivers down the valley,
Cows with bells attached,
Evergreen grass, there's a bed of water.
Oh, I'd give you anything
To bring me back home.
Just about anything:
Bring me back home.
I can't fly and I can't swim
So, please,...
Bring me back home.
Yes, I rolled down the prairies;
Ate melted cheese too.
I even crossed the Alps
So I could see all of you.
There the pigeons, tiles and bridges
Made me feel like a man.
The beauty of the houses said:
"This is my native land!"
Oh, I'd give you anything
To bring me back home.
Just about anything:
Bring me back home.
I can't fly and I can't swim
So, please,...
Bring me back home.
Oh, I crossed the Alps to see all of you.
Yeah, I crossed the Alps so I could see all of you.
Oh, but I would cross the Alps so I could see all of you.
Yeah, I crossed the Alps so I could see all of you, all of you, oh,...
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3. |
Just Thinking
03:40
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When I saw your eyes,
I measured.
I got immunized
By failure.
What the times brought me:
Conviction.
What the times brought you:
It's joyous.
Avoiding the word love,
But we can't hide it.
Inside a shell with pearls,
Just sinking.
And then I caught you,
You were smiling,...
Just thinking, just thinking, just thinking,...
Remember back when we
Were happy,
And even back then we
Were just thinking.
There is a catch to life,...
Well,...Never.
What others might have thought:
It's better.
Avoiding the word love,
We can't hide it.
Inside a shell with pearls,
Just sinking.
And then I caught you smiling,...
Just thinking, just thinking, just thinking,..
Aw, give it up!
Give it up!
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4. |
The Courtyard
04:17
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Why d'you go out with your friends?
Oh, they want you
To be with them
So you can jump on top of walls
And touch the sand
That burns your hand.
Lie,...
Go play in the courtyard.
Crack a smile,
Stay outside.
Lie,...
Just play in the courtyard.
Crack a smile,
Stay outside.
Stay outside.
The game is easy, you succeed
So you go hide behind the weeds.
They call your name, you know you're caught,
No, it's your mom, she loves you lots.
So you have to go home,...
No, you have to go home,...
Go home,...
Lie,...
Go play in the courtyard.
Crack a smile,
Stay outside.
Lie,...
Just stay in the courtyard.
Crack a smile,
Stay outside.
Stay outside!
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5. |
His Antique Thoughts
03:32
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Obsessions of old
Trying to haunt me.
I got stuck
With the past.
It came here
Hand delivered
As a souvenir
Made in brass.
Well, his antique thoughts:
It's no shame, no shame, no shame, no shame, no shame, no,...
He kept the key
Very distant
In his last hour
Of existence.
Reclined in my arms
Strangely confident
Because the words
Gave the evidence of,...
His antique thoughts:
Showing no shame, it's no shame, it's no shame, it's no shame,...
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6. |
The Chapel
03:43
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Do you remember going up that hill
Carrying your bread home,
Walking up quite slow?
Marble spot into the old rock
With a saint inside;
Seeing the hands that rise,... Hey!
The chapel,...
The chapel,...
Hoping that you'll stop.
The chapel,...
It's the chapel,...
Say a prayer in your mind
And you will be blessed forever.
Now, forever, and ever, forever, never,...
The chapel,...
The chapel,...
Hoping that you'll stop.
The chapel,...
It's the chapel,...
Say a prayer to the sky
And you will be blessed forever.
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7. |
Happen
04:48
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Seven seasons in the arches
Into a world where fun and pleasant smiles
Happen, happen.
In the house you'll stay
On the white floor tiles.
Give me a wake up call,
But not too early
No, not too soon.
Seven reasons not to live with
Some tragedies in the arches
Happen, happen.
Oh, in the house you'll stay
On the white floor tiles.
Give me a wake up call,
But not too early
Or not too soon.
Seven seasons,...
Perfect reasons,...
In the arches, ah!
Will always, always, always, always happen.
Will always, always, always, always happen, happen.
Will always, always, always, always happen right here, hey!
Happen, happen,...
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8. |
Ancient Ruins
03:22
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Ancient cities,...
We got found
Just by digging
Underground.
Columns stayed
Where they fell
Showing us things
We don't know well, hey,...
Rusted dust atop,...
Rusted dust atop,...
Rusted dust, rusted dust, rusted dust,...
On top of you.
Ancient ruins
We passed by
Without seeing
A million times.
We do it by will,
It's not easy:
Take out dirt,
Dig out pieces.
Rusted dust atop,...
Rusted dust atop,...
Rusted dust, rusted dust, rusted dust,...
On top of you.
We passed by,...
Two, three, four!
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