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Hey girl leave this all behind you
Cause you've got the time and lack of common sense
You carved the map right onto your skin
Try to see this through, don't look back until the end
Hey girl don't forget the future
Cause these times, these times are just a mess
Well isn't it isn't so strange
Tune out those thoughts and just exist
Let's take look at what they're offering
Dusty rooms filled with nothing
Only ghost and useless things
Stacked in piles tall as buildings
Dancing wildly round the cold blue flames
Keep dancing until you lose yourself
Oh Orpheus strum your lyre,
But don't look back, cause then we can't follow
Hey girl don't trust my blindly
Change these sad times, make them better
If what they say is true, that nothing lasts forever
Remember to make some room in your heart
Just take your time, then go
Have all the boys grown up and their beauty faded
Your still young, but you act so old
Hey girl what now, who will you run to
Let's take look at what they're offering
Dusty rooms filled with nothing
Only ghost and useless things
Stacked in piles tall as buildings
Dancing wildly round the cold blue flames
Keep dancing until you lose yourself
Oh Orpheus strum your lyre,
But don't look back, cause then we can't follow
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King of Nought
04:19
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You're whistling on a long lost song
While you retrace our steps back home
Through a landscape filled with ghosts of men.
Why aren't you dead yet, they all yell
Oh let's go my first love,
back to the town where we were born
Where all the broken hearted people roam.
Reconnect
Reconnect me
To your lines and your wires
Connect
Connect me
To your heart
Reconnect
Reconnect me
To your roots and your branches
Connect
Connect me
To your heart
In this waste land
I'll be king of nought
I'll knight you
You'll be my Lancelot
Oh let's go my sweet beau
Back to our meadow of gold
Are we there yet, the kids yell
Reconnect
Reconnect me
To your lines and your wires
Connect
Connect me
To your heart
Reconnect
Reconnect me
To your roots and your branches
Connect
Connect me
To your heart
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Daydream Deceiver
04:33
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With a gilded tongue I speak
I'll leave it up to you to figure out
What's true or false here
And what's fake or real
Give me some peace of mind
And I'll share the last piece with you who
As we both rewind back to a calmer state of mind.
Lets move somewhere else
Slip into hiding
Then watch the world as it trembles for our touch.
You know I'll linger
A little longer than I should
I'll leave you hanging
Suspended in mid air
And misunderstood
Daydream deceiver
There's some questions you can't ask
we already know all the answers
It's time to shed some skin
And crawl out of our cocoons
Locked in a dance
I let your fists caress my face
It won't get better
But we can pretend
That we still give a damn
I keep wondering what's your reason to be here
Let's blame someone else
There's no point trying
I never wanted to be your white knight
Honestly
You know I'll linger
A little longer than I should
I'll leave you hanging
Suspended in mid air
And misunderstood
Daydream deceiver
There's some questions you can't ask
We already know all the answers
You know I'll linger
A little longer than I should
I'll leave you hanging
Suspended in mid air
And misunderstood
Daydream deceiver
There's some questions you can't ask
We already know all the answers
Daydream deceiver (Oh Jean)
Daydream deceiver (Oh Jean)
Daydream deceiver (Oh Jean)
Daydream deceiver (Oh Jean)
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Each and Every
02:50
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lyrics by Stephen Wort
Every last decision that you've ever ever made
Every single syllable to fierce escape your lips
Every path you've followed, every game you've ever played
Every choice you've chosen in each moment unto this
Every little footstep your intrepid feet have taken
Each time you acceded, every time that you refused
Every opportunity, commanded or forsaken
Every moment wasted, and each one you wisely used
Every last encounter, the benign and the malignant
Every day you've ruined, and each one you've made anew
Every smile you've drawn and all who stormed away indignant
Every life you've touched and all that did the same to you
Every thought that crossed your mind and every word you've spoken
Each moment of weakness, every time that you were strong
Every ( sacred) hour you've slept and each second you've woken
Every last decision whether proven right or wrong
Has eventually led to you
Being here
Has eventually led to you
Being here
Listening to this song
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Wishful Thinking
02:04
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It's getting late and it's becoming dark
How to mend a broken heart
Throw the dice go back to start, don't end up in jail
If you can't create, just imitate
Then watch it slowly fall apart
Through our kaleidoscopic eyes, that Sir Brewster made
Wishful thinking
Won't get you out of here
And you know that
Wishful thinking
Won't make it easier
Anytime now
Wishful thinking
Won't make this disappear
And you hope that
Wishful thinking
Will bring you anywhere
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The Sea of Trees
03:19
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The birds and trees, they sing for me
They tell tall tales I can't believe
But I will not be fooled
There's no pleasure in being called back
By some sirens song
That laments you ever being born
I found a spot under the highest trees
Somewhere no one can find me
And then I take of my shoes
There is no sound but the whistling wind
And it asks no questions
And I give no reply
Watching the clouds and the years roll by
Under the canopy
I settled for this empty spot
I heard a voice speak out my name
And that the voice was mine
This forest path leads nowhere but further in
To a fever dream from which I can't escape
I found a spot under the highest trees
Somewhere no one can find me
And then I take of my shoes
There is no sound but the whistling wind
And it asks no questions
And I give no reply
Watching the clouds and the years roll by
Under the canopy
I found a spot under the highest trees
Somewhere no one can find me
And then I take of my shoes
There is no sound but the whistling wind
And it asks no questions
And I give no reply
Watching the clouds and the years roll by
Under the sea of trees
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No Reason to Wonder Why
02:35
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lyrics by Susan Frampton and Tim Echols
A captured tale
Of far away
And far awhen
Come to us today
The day before tomorrow dawned
With promise in the sunrise
Gentile breezes whispered
“Up and at em peeps keep trying”
“Up and at em peeps keep trying”
When in the distance rainbow clouds
Evoked wild thunderous echoes
“Be sure to try the marshmallows"
You must get lost to be found
Yeah you must get lost to be found
Days were weaved together
Without second, minute or hour
No cause to engage memory
No reason to wonder why
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Stumble on your feet, they're calling us form distant shores, so far away
Sovereign thoughts turn us to salt columns caving in on your floor
Oh there's no magic in them Malawi albino bones
Oh poisoned by the gold
Smoke signals from the great beyond
Run with the wind, you're running swiftly in towards the dream of being free
No formula, I didn't know how we could miss the shot when our prey appeared
Oh there's no magic in them Malawi albino bones
Oh poisoned by the gold
Smoke signals from the great beyond
You call out in your sleep, but don't spell his name, cause each syllable a cut that bleeds
These jealous thoughts will not recede, I'm caving in on your floor
Oh there's no magic in them Malawi albino bones
Oh poisoned by the gold
Smoke signals from the great beyond
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17 Lightyears to Go
04:46
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35 more years to go
Still it feels like we're new born
In-between your pondering
You beat yourself into the ground
We looked around
But there's no answers under the sun
The outcome was rigged from the start
You might feel like you belong
In the scrapheap with the rest your failures
But just ignore the warning signs
we still feel terrible, but thank you for asking
Don't buy into their dream
You will not fit in
All the love you gave them
Should amount to something
Their gravity pull us in
50 % of nothing
17 light years to go
Still we don't know where we're heading
In between knock off dreams
We try to pass of as the living
Wasting time as we dry up in the sun
don't give in to their worst expectations
You might feel like you were born
To walk slowly through all the seasons
Please believe in something else
Cause you're more than the parts that you're missing.
Don't buy into their dream
You will not fit in
All the love you gave them
Should amount to something
Their gravity pull us in
50 % of nothing
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The Long Wait
02:14
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Metronomicon Audio Oslo, Norway
Metronomicon Audio is a small record label based in Oslo, Norway. Strictly speaking, it is not really a label, but rather a community with some 20 active members and a wide range of affiliates which together aim to promote new and interesting music.
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