1. |
Fur
03:50
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Outside, It’s dark and warm
From here, nowhere to go
Those bright eyes protect the alley
Gloom
Under charts and tables,
It goes on and on and on,
Between shifts of magic
My expensive coats torn,
Damn those thursdays and the moon,
Oh how I hate mondays
Outside, it’s cold and silent
Dressed up, safe and smiley
Waiting, for the 22
Downtown
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2. |
Slit
03:56
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What if I wake with a rumble
Shall I dive in-to my cloak
Just another cold-feet morning
Breeze from the highway
Sliding through
The slit, just above my window
What if I hit, the road
Poetry
Left out, dimming as the sun shines
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3. |
Automatic
03:33
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Late-night shelter
Roof-top pool light
Shoe, cross canvas of glass and tenfold
Worn-out rugs
And wooden faces
Blue vest let down among the traces
In this drag, where I roam
New, feels like home
Watch it all from 21 st floor,
As a flash goes cross the sky
And I, walk out the threshold,
Rising through
This white empty ghostly room
It’s just another start
In this trail, where I roam
New, feels like home
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4. |
Cut
04:56
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Harry is a killer
Molly is passing by
Higheels over cracking leaves
Close up in her eyes
Rain is pouring, wind is blowing,
Lights are fading one by one, now
Hard smoke on the set
Penny is a kisser
Henry is lonely
Steps drumming the sidewalk
Close up in her lips
Rain is pouring, wind is blowing,
Lights are fading one by one, now
Fake smoke on the set, cut
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5. |
Nighthawks
05:46
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Monday night
Swinging on a ledge
She enters, quick on the trigger,
On the edge of the counter,
Her eyes are lost, looking like...
...Those strange man on table seven
Asking for trouble
Seen through this broken mirror
In the sun,
Shadowplays are telling me stories
Anyone, in fake leather
Dyed in true colors
The kids are allright
Dancing on secrets
Been wandering all night
If I should call, to send you best wishes
But it’s to late
And I still have some dishes to do
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6. |
Turnover
02:57
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Holding still
Turning around
Waiting, heedful
It’s a rat’s faded track
Could be, just a dancer in the dark
Holding back
Moving around
Cut and run
Just a trouper on the frame
Is it just a glance,
From one of million faces
Oh, this is just my cool
Coming, going, coming, going
Holding down
Turning around
Slowly
Just a trouper on the frame
Is it just a glance,
From one of million faces
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7. |
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From this place where I am standing
I watch the planes, softly landing
There ain’t much to say about it
All in all it’s just that, well,
Nevermind now
From this place where I am standing
A thousand cars in peerless lining
After all it’s just that it feels quiet
Lying down,
With feet sat on the ground
I can’t see but you
From this place where I am standing
I count the trains, such gentle giants
Oh wait!
Who’s that gorgeous stranger passing?
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8. |
View
04:10
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Is this town the place to be
Around your house no thrust you see
The lights are out
Is this town where I should live
Between the murk and certainty
The lights are withering
In this thin windowpane
My eyes reflect the view
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9. |
The first person ever
09:58
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The world is all about
Seemingly happy
People like me
I want to hold hands
With the first person ever
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PAD Portugal
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