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Pollee Black Eyes
04:34
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Pollee, your eyes, are shining in the sky,
as long as you walk.
Pollee, your hair, ablazing in the haze,
ask me for what it's worth.
Pollee, the void makes me paranoid,
no life means no you.
Pollee, this light means electricity,
neurobiology.
Please, let me die I don't want to see you here,
the more I try, the less I am sincere,
I packed up my bags and ran, where
Black Holes remain.
Pollee, your eyes, black as no evidence,
they are tracking my mind.
Close them and see what you're doing to me,
and keep them closed tonite.
Pollee, your hair, messy and unpolite,
they are knocking me out.
Comb them and then end my struggle within
before I go insane.
Please, let me die I don't want to see you here,
the more I try, the less I am sincere,
I packed up my bags and ran, where
Black Holes remain.
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Debra, can't you see,
my love is real and sodium free.
I like to sit, and watch TV,
laughing at WWE.
You keep talking, pouring like the rain.
But I am not gonna listen to what you're saying.
Debra, my kitchen skills,
are improving, oh, so slowly.
Debra, please come near,
I've gotta tell you a story,
"Once upon a time you dressed so fine".
Life sounds so far when we get high.
Debra, I think you drink,
too much beer for a lady.
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3. |
Summer Song
02:47
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It makes me cry and wonder why
our certainties went out that night,
my car was empty, I wasn't on dope:
high school teenage lovers with their beer and their coke.
Demolishing thoughts with my heart and my mind,
close enough to the broken heart inside.
There's no one in my bed, and it makes me sad
to be apart from the love that I hide.
You're like a small cat meowing on the park bench,
derailing your rationality when it's cold.
Communication goes mouth-to-ear,
I need to talk to you, so baby, please, come nearer.
Demolishing thoughts with my heart and my mind,
close enough to the broken heart inside.
There's no one in my bed, and it makes me sad
to be apart from the love that I hide.
If I did something wrong I'm happy I did it with you,
exchanging details under the moon.
On my life I swear, I really don't care
about what was right and what was wrong.
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In the room we're only two:
if it wasn't me it surely was you
who cast the stone of love and hid then his hand,
playing the part it seems won't have to be so bad.
How do I can be more bold
with you dancing in the centre of the hall,
watching me with these flames into your eyes,
while the piano man is playing the song beside
Rose: let me get back on my toes.
Rose you're a hurricane
I know that you're around I just
I just realize by
the way you change the weather.
Here the storm is coming through,
I stand here beetween the rain outside and you.
What to choose it's clear even to the blinds,
but I never made my mind.
But my feet now are dead and gone,
and the piano man is still playing a-long.
Rose you're a hurricane
I know that you're around I just
I just realize by
the way you change the weather.
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5. |
Long Eyelashes
01:50
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Well, if you've never found your isle,
take a look at the lake:
nothing compared at the sea of your town,
but you have to understand
that we are living in a small place,
just in front of the moutains.
And to live in peace with yourself,
maybe you've got to count down
the days you have to stay,
the hours you need to fade,
the bench on wich you blew my mind,
the words you intended to say.
"Tell me you'll leave and I won't cry",
that's what you need me to say.
Tell me you'll be right back in a day,
and I'll wait
for days, until you come back,
for hours, until you understand
the place you like the best,
and you have to trust me when I say
I really like you.
Not just as I said before.
I really need you.
Just like a man needs coffee
to wake, up from the bed.
Now that you know my name I'd like
to keep you company.
Now that you smiled like I saw before,
won't you come back, please?
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6. |
Fever, Uh!
01:33
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Instrumental.
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7. |
Canopus
02:44
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Wake me in the morning
with a cup of coffee.
Goodnight me in the evening
with another coffee.
'Cause it makes me sleepy
and it makes me think about
the afternoon.
This is how the mind collides
when there's no one on the way.
You're waiting for your coffee
but it is getting colder,
and the only way to warm myself
is lacing it with alcohol,
'till I get drunk.
Then everything turns colored
and it reminds me of when you were here,
sitting on that sofa
where I touched your hair.
And everything I've got to say
is that I've got to find a way
to meet you there,
again.
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8. |
Grins In The Mist
01:58
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You took me out,
we watched down the hall:
nobody's here,
please take my hand,
again.
Grins in the mist
nobody can see,
alone in a cloud,
it is not allowed...
...So what?
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9. |
November Jen
02:21
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Bring your own booze:
we're stoned so we won't abuse.
When you're outside
this room is on fire,
please don't tell anyone.
Most of all, not to my mum.
Playing with Game Boy,
I stole your last Fruit Joy:
candies are sugar-drugs
and I'm tripping,
stop to talk to me for today,
so I would never lead you astray.
Jenny, please erase
my number from your rubrica.
Your cellphone's hiding
something I'm hiring,
and I don't wanna get involved
with things I have never told.
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10. |
Santa Cruz 598
05:16
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Instrumental
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Close up to your eyes: it's time to say goodbye,
I've never been so good in talking to you,
but I'm afraid this is a farewell song.
Tell the me truth, who have I been to you?
My dear, it's late to watch cartoons
and the night is nothing but a morning with no lights,
and we filled it with wine.
"It's early to get laid,
but I'll sleep here,
if you don't mind".
If your intent is to make me think you're a bitch,
well, you are strictly close to it.
I do have memory losses,
but I can remember the streets that we crossed
together.
"It's too late to get laid,
so I'll go home,
if you don't mind".
So go home, I don't mind.
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12. |
The Owl
11:20
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Instrumental.
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