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Opium
02:45
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There must have been some things we left out,
but still it feels whole
Moods are related to scents
So memories are true, clear and reflected
We mastered the bents even though
we got distracted
Birds in the flight always know
how routes are connected
We followed the intention, we never felt indecision
Precious moments celebrated
Never got neglected, enough to feel rejected
Embracing life with grace
Names may be forgotten, brain connections rotten
I still know every face, still I know every face
Starting to see to a certain degree, how it´s all connected
Verbal interpretation
might transform the information
Committing to the tension
and fall back into relaxation
Considering what´s replaced
Lost into obsession, no doubt, no indecision
Never got neglected enough to feel rejected
Names may be forgotten, brain connection rotten
still I love your face
Considering how much has changed
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2. |
Concrete
03:29
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Down the road it looks the same
pale grey concrete
Appropriate
is what you make out of this
life phase disorder
The freedom you feel
is only valid in the context you live in
Constricted, well, there´s no place to flee to
Every land is owned
the control you think you´re cought in
is what makes our lives possible
Values and standards, a hard won concept
I recommend another planet
if this is hard for you to accept
Since ages we share the water
Since ages we share th soil
We´re now burning
Down the road we stand and share the air
we´re no longer able to breathe
Walking on concrete, we all had to learn
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3. |
Leaves
04:01
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Where the spray of the sea collides and unites with sand dust
The perfect place to stay, just a dream away
Sitting, smoking, thinking
While a plane flies by the morning moon
I tend to follow soon
Light´s rushing in the far background
When traffic is the only sound
I´m more than ready to leave
Down by the river bend
Is where you´ll find me
Where trees are dancing
Clear water´s dripping
Feather´s are swinging and no phone is ringing
Open and unrestrained
Once we´re gone, once we´re gone
The stranger and unexplained the more it feel´s like home
Feeling the urge, it´s cutting through the wires,
A part of me has left, it´s following desires
Sitting, drinking, thinking
Clouds painting the evening sky
Another day went by
Sleeping on leaves, relax mode
Future and past, evaporated
Drunk from the tears of lust to live
Taking a break from faces and traces of the ordinary
Is this the time, no
This ain´t the time to settle
A time out from haste, no reason to hurry
A color to taste and no need to worry
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4. |
Feathers
03:27
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Stuck in time
everything´s reapeating somehow
the dent in the couch
and the pillow in my neck is all i get now
i only value the moments again if
i can´t affect what´s ahead
how could i try to cope instead
Prepared to discover new destinations
but i´m still captivated
Dissolved in lethargy
Cought in daily boredom
this ain´t my game
this ain´t my place
insane but same
locked in dead space
plans ending undone
see what i´ve become
so i wither to myself
i wither away
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5. |
Water
04:22
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Melted, in the meantime, stimulated and reacted
Mainly kept avoided only partly understood
Ignored to save our progress
Floating on our vessel, on blue twisted veins
When all paths are unknown
We´re lost again on flooded plains
Constipated by traditions
We now get the enema for that
If the recent events have been only the beginning
Will the time that we spent be worth less than a drop in the ocean
Forgotten to care, simply but pathetic
Felt the hights and the depths of every emotion
We remembered to fight, worthly and heroic
Narcissistic, as we expressed our notion
Textures glided through our hands, we could´nt explain
How we missed chances, they won´t come again
How we planted trees in town
Not more than a try to calm ourselves down
Constipated by traditions, there ain´t no hard reset
If the recent events have been only the beginning
Will the time that we spent be worth less than a drop in the ocean
We expressed our notion
And before our demise we finally realize
We´ve always been less than a drop in the ocean
Before our demise we finally realize
We shed our tears, tears lost in the ocean
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Indigo Bunting Tübingen, Germany
Indigo Bunting is Andreas Skiljan (Silveretta, Jacuzzi Queens, Shocking Beyond Believe)
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