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Dawn
03:57
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We go to bed after sunset and I wake up during dawn
Or have I even been asleep can’t remember what we‘ve done
And the red and yellow light of the rising sun turns your face into gold
Makes your eyes look like two diamonds reflecting the fire of your soul
Oh, how I love to sit with you in the morning sun
Oh, what an honour for me to hold you in my arms
And when the lights begin to fade we drink a glass of wine
Then maybe just another one and I let you finish mine
Can you hear the wind that knocks on the door and begs us to let it in
Can you see the little raindrops gathering on the window sill
Oh, how I love to sit with you in the morning sun
Oh, what an honour for me to hold you in my arms
I wish I could wake up next to you
Every day
So glad that you finally came my way
It feels like I met you long ago
It’s like they say
It sounds really cheesy but I guess that it’s ok
Oh, how I love to sit with you in the morning sun
Oh, what an honour for me to hold you in my arms
Oh, how I love to sit with you in the morning sun
Oh, what an honour for me to hold you in my arms
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Marks
03:18
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I opened up my heart for you, told you everything I knew
You sorted out what you could use and kept it all for you
You did not care nor listen to what I was going through
Maybe I am not worthy of it, there are bigger problems too
And so I stopped to bother you
Became your human shield
Should manage just to deal with stuff that hurts me by myself
You leave your marks on me
And I unlearn to see
Who I had been before I became your clone
But being nothing is worse than being alone
I tiptoed in your shadow through the halls of our school
Just checking if my shadow had the same shape as you too
And nobody would listen to me if I weren’t with you
But does it even matter if the words they hear aren’t true
You leave your marks on me
And I unlearn to see
Who I had been before I became your clone
But being nothing is worse than being alone
You leave your marks on me
And I unlearn to see
Who I had been before I became your clone
But being nothing is worse than being alone
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3. |
Flowers On Your Floor
04:20
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Flowers on the carpet on your floor
Your bedroom door locked from inside
Flowers on the carpet on your floor
The water of your eyes helps them grow every night
That you cry in your sleep for help
I can hear you at night
Through my walls when you cry
But when I see you there’s only dead silence
I don't see you anymore
Only the flowers on your floor
That you take care of when you feel worse
They get to see you when you cry
Oh they see you all the time
But flowers grow better outside
Flowers on the carpet on your floor
Sometimes the only life inside
Flowers on the carpet on your floor
When you badly suffer
They grow and they thrive
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
I can hear you at night
Through my walls when you cry
And when I see your red eyes
It is no surprise
Oh when I see you
I don't see you anymore
Only the flowers on your floor
That you take care of when you feel worse
They get to see you when you cry
Oh they see you all the time
But flowers grow better outside
Oh I don't see you anymore
Only the flowers on your floor
That you take care of when you feel worse
They get to see you when you cry
Oh they see you all the time
But flowers grow better outside
Why don ́t you see me anymore
I stand in front of your locked door
And I beg you to let me help you
But I can’t help you anymore
You’re doing worse than before
And the flowers on your floor are withered
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4. |
In The Clouds
04:18
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Hold your breath and hide your bitterness
From everyone around
Head in the clouds and show some happiness
Have both feet on the ground
Be the strong one, everytime
Hold them in your arms
Shut your mouth, don’t talk about yourself
Don’t ask for help
Head in the clouds
Scream and shout
No one around
So just be loud
Do it till it hurts, drown your inner words
In alcohol and pain
No path for you to take, no choice for you to make
It’s their blood in your veins
Head in the clouds
Scream and shout
No one around
So just be loud
Just be loud
Just be loud
Just be loud
Just be loud, just be loud, Oh Oh
Just be loud, just be loud, Oh Oh
I’ll open the front door for you but you will have to walk out yourself
Say what you always wanted to say without getting ignored
They‘ll close the door behind you if you leave now there’ll be no coming back
Tell them to fuck off right now and run away without a regret
Head in the clouds
Scream and shout
No one around
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St. Patrick's Cathedral
04:01
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She’s sitting in a park in the sunshine
Far away from home
Alone with her thoughts
Lights are shining through the windows
Of the cathedral next to her
Projecting colours everywhere
And the sun on her face
And the soothing calm around her
Make her think about her life
And she thinks...
If it was the last chance to tell them
About how I really feel
And if it was the last chance to thank them
For everything they’ve done
Would it be just as hard
Then she takes out a piece of paper and a pen
Cause writing stuff down makes it easier
Do you regret to keep your mouth shut from time to time
Do you have things in life to ease your mind
Oh could you promise to remember when you’re gone
Or is it just too much to ask for
And you think...
If it was the last chance to tell them
About how I really feel
And if it was the last chance to thank them
For everything they’ve done
Would it be just as hard
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Deer Anna Hamburg, Germany
A scream doesn't always have to be loud. In the case of indie pop musician Deer Anna, it sounds soft, casual, and true. Sometimes I'm Dizzy When I Scream is the name of the artist’s debut album. And this dizziness, the giddiness and reeling set in when the panic attacks come, when depression takes over one's body. But also when beauty makes everything in you waver to the best of its ability. ... more
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