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Isolars
01:57
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Left my dreams in a hurry
Now I start feeling my head banging against that door
In a place that I can’t escape
I feel the emptiness of my soul ringing in my arm
As scared as an animal
Hanging on the ceiling are the shapes of my body
Spinning round like a merry-go-round
Trapped in a bubble of silence
If I speak right now I may crash down to the deepest hollows
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Elastic Search
03:55
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Search
Elastic Search (x19)
Elastic
Compliments standing in the way
And thoughts are getting in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Looping patterns and a whisper
Pushing digits in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Compliments standing in the way
And thoughts are getting in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Looping patterns and a whisper
Pushing digits in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic
The beacon in your mind
Knows exactly what I’ve found
Somehow
It’s a living fantasy
From my recording memories
In fire
Compliments standing in the way
And thoughts are getting in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Looping patterns and a whisper
Pushing digits in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Compliments standing in the way
And thoughts are getting in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Looping patterns and a whisper
Pushing digits in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic
The meaning of it all
Is written on the walls
On the walls
The furnace in the house
With ornaments above
Above us
Compliments standing in the way
And thoughts are getting in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Looping patterns and a whisper
Pushing digits in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Compliments standing in the way
And thoughts are getting in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Looping patterns and a whisper
Pushing digits in Elastic Search
Elastic Search
Elastic
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3. |
Glasnost
06:30
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The reverend is preaching in the country
Where the sinners have been causing a ruckus
They can run around
Like the whale in the meadow
For it is necessary
The gun of a woman
Aimed to the people she likes
Youngsters changing their mind
As they cross her path of misery
Fill their veins with magic
We know
The bell rings but they remain silent and low
Like a tortoise slowly crawling
We know what it’s like
We know what it’s like
And rallies of misheard mobs
We know
Peeling the truth out of a taco
We know
A nation full of winners
We know what we’re like
We know what this is
We know what this is, is, is...
This is too much
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4. |
Rube Klutzberg
02:35
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Marimo
04:07
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Battle Dress
07:25
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Sur le guéridon où repose la tête
Illuminée par la rosée
La rosée du matin
En un mouvement franc, le corps décidé
S’expose à la parole
Des mots envolés sous le vent
Dans le néant
L’espace d’un instant,
D’une aurore,
L’esprit et la conscience se dérobent
Ils se vêtent d’apparats, d’une toge
À l’affût des sentiments les plus denses
Quand ôterons-nous donc nos costumes et nos masques ?
Après tout, on est humains
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