1. |
Reach You There
04:27
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A glance in front of mirrors
Head band and ruby rings
A bottle of fine liquor
A festival begins
I can reach you there
You can reach me there
Can I reach you there?
I’m not going with anybody else
You can reach me there
I can reach you there
Can you reach me there?
You ain’t going with anybody else
Whoa-oh,...
I hear people off in distance
A dancing contest spree
Perfume of sugar candy
Is good enough for me
I can reach you there
You can reach me there
Can I reach you there?
I’m not going with anybody else
You can reach me there
I can reach you there
Can you reach me there?
You ain’t going with anybody else
But after midnight you will flee
Our moments full of mystery
I can reach you there
You can reach me there
Can you reach me there?
I’m not trusting anybody else
I can reach you there
You can reach me there
Can you reach me there?
I’m not going with anybody else
I’m not going with anybody else
Accept the romance
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2. |
Real No One
03:25
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You’re a real no one.
You will hear no one.
And if murder was allowed
We’d get a machine gun.
All the LED’s are on ‘blue’
But you still don’t have a clue.
An arrest, but who knew?
The raw potion you brew,
It fights the loneliness
But also everyone else.
You have regressed,
Won’t you confess
Your life’s a mess?
You’re a real no one.
You will hear no one.
And if killing was allowed
I’d get a machine gun.
You’re a real no one:
With addition of grey matter
You could be my son.
SMS that you viewed
Is contagious like the flu.
Don’t get near as we’re through,
Don’t want to get screwed.
It’s the card hand you drew,
‘Solid’ friendships found
Disappear somehow,...
Can you explain?
You should take a bow,
Leave us here and now.
You’re a real no one.
And you will hear no one.
And if murder was allowed
We’d get a machine gun.
You’re a real no one.
And if you come to our house
Then you will find us gone.
Aw,… Split!
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3. |
Conflicts
03:53
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Can it be true?
We’re in a fight,…
It happened so fast,
Broad daylight.
A full on contact,
Hands untied.
The only plus is
You won’t bite.
Conflicts for everyone:
What’s the matter?
If you can’t help your own self now
How will someone be able to help you?
We can’t recall such
Somersaults.
Will not agree it’s
No one’s fault.
Everyone’s logic
Comes to a halt.
Should take it with a
Grain of salt.
Conflicts for everyone:
What’s the matter?
If you can’t help your own self now
How will someone be able to help you?
Must you envision
Wrong or right?
Can it be just a
State of mind?
This can’t be solved by
Praying at night,
It won’t be heard by
Jesus Christ!
Conflicts for everyone:
What’s the matter?
If you can’t help your own self now
How will someone be able to help you?
Conflicts with everyone:
What’s the matter?
If you can’t help your own self now
How will some one be able to help you?
Help you, oh,...
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4. |
Iesvs Rex
04:22
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Extreme devotion
Inside her eyes
Plan a departure
To holy grounds
A force descending
Into our minds
Entwined with the thought
Of our decline
No one is going to
Dry up my tears
You won’t try to
Understand my fears
Amidst the nurture
Of a shallow cause
A mere adventure
Towards the fall
Expect illusions
Forever gone
Far deep in the cold
Destroy a bond
No one is going to
Dry up my tears
But you won’t try to
Understand my fears
No one is going to
Dry up my tears
You won’t try to
Understand my fears
My fears, oh,…
Anguish whispers
Sacred souls
Precious fragments
Hunger tolls
Spectral secrets
Barren death
Fire mourning
Requiem
No one is going to
Dry up my tears
You won’t try to
Understand my fears
No one is going to
Dry up my tears
You won’t try to
Understand my fears
My fears
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5. |
Many Letters Ago
05:03
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I won’t remember you
You won’t remember me
Let’s write each other letters
That’ll last a century
I won’t remember you
You won’t remember me
Let’s give each other high-fives
And ride in the country
Play along with me
I’m kind with energy
Unsure
I sway
I won’t remember you
You won’t remember me
Let’s send each other letters
That’ll last a century
I know what’s wrong with you
You know what’s wrong with me
Let’s sit and write some letters
It is something to read
Ride along with me
I’m kind with energy
I won’t remember you
You won’t remember me
So we will write the letters
That last a century
I won’t remember you
You won’t remember me
Let’s write each other letters
That’ll last a century
I won’t remember you
You won’t remember me
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6. |
No Longer Be Confined
04:07
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In the shadow of my day
You're rarely out of time
You sneak around my thoughts
Memories pinch my mind
In the shadow of my night
Our moments peering down
I fall asleep to flee but I see that
You're still around
Why, oh why?
Seated on my fading throne
Why, oh why?
A fate that was defined alone
Why, oh why?
Slipping through a severed mould
No longer be confined
It's time to fall awake
And hear a faithful tune
All this foolish patience must now
Reach its ending soon
Reality hits hard
A bolt thrown from the blue
Mercilessly turning I will
Drag my world from you
Why, oh why?
Seated on my fading throne
Why, oh why?
A fate that was defined alone
Why, oh why?
Slipping through a severed mould
No longer be confined
No longer be confined
No longer be confined
In the cold light of the day
They say I'm doing fine
But look inside these words
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of
I'm running out
I'm running
I'm
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7. |
At Seven Eleven
03:40
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Got in the car
Feeling paralyzed
Ready for lift off
Taste of strychnine
I will meet you
At Seven Eleven
We’ll buy our things
And go to heaven
I will meet you
At Seven Eleven
We’ll buy our things
And go to heaven
Lost a canine
‘Sketchy’ consequence
He ran afar
This is too intense and
I will meet you
At Seven Eleven
We’ll buy our things
And go to heaven
I will meet you
At Seven Eleven
We’ll get our things
And go to heaven
And go to heaven
And go to heaven
At Seven Eleven
At Seven Eleven
Forget the files and
Secret documents
Saw a fat clerk
Turn into a serpent
A transitional phase
Making us repent
Plan another tracer while
Safe at home again
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8. |
We Will Break
04:10
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I don’t think I’ll get enough from you
You won’t do the things I want to do
Every day behaviors make us sad
Won’t you understand our love is mad
Our love is mad
Our love is mad
Our love is mad
Many years ago our aim was true
Ready for a table set for two
Is there someone else that I should meet?
Now the floor slips right under our feet
Under our feet
Under our feet
Under our feet
Two out of three things you do are wrong
And you keep on saying you don’t belong
I gave you a chance that you should take
People are so sure that we will break
One day we will break
One day we will break
One day we will break
We will break
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9. |
I Swear
04:06
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Years pile up and fall behind
Overshadowing my pride.
Time has gone since I passed ‘Go’,
My reflection's been too slow.
But fantasies are here to keep,
You don’t have to dig that deep.
Stand up tall and hitch a ride,
Don't be late and wait aside.
I swear there’s no affair, I wouldn’t dare.
I swear I wasn’t there, it wouldn’t be fair.
I swear there’s no affair, I wouldn’t dare.
I swear I wasn’t there, it wouldn’t be fair.
Take the path into the dark,
You can always make your mark.
Always say what must be said,
Don’t fill an hour with dread.
So let’s stay and make the heat
Instead of feeling obsolete.
Bathe ourselves in lunar light,
Dream of taking one more bite.
I swear,...
I swear
There’s no affair.
I wouldn’t dare,
But you don’t even care.
It’s not her hair,
So be aware
I don’t need a spare.
Time to take another round
To eliminate the frowns on you.
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Dynamo Stairs Saxon, Switzerland
Dynamo Stairs melds post-punk, jangle-rock and shoegaze dream-pop; surging and melancholic indie sounds make listeners feel nostalgic for lost times buried deep, places you can’t quite recall, and partners you never had.
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