1. |
Sun is shining
02:53
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Sun is shining
My shadows are getting a tan
My words are swimming
Under the spell of the boatman
Sun is shining
My "no" is getting blind
Ideas are waiting
with some fairies to grind
Give me a drink
Give me a shrink
A blank paper and some ink
Fields are lying down
Shepherds on holiday
It's time to burn the town
It's time to run the bay
Now I have to grab and drown
My very own portrait
It's time to burn the town
It's time to run the bay
Give me a drink
Give me a shrink
A blank paper and some ink
Sun is shining
My fathers are burning around
My eyes are bleeding
Flowing my faith over the bounds
Now it's time to grab and drown
King, queen and the whole array
My fathers are burning around
It's time to run the bay
Give me a drink
Give me a shrink
A blank paper and some ink
Give me a drink
Give me a shrink
A blank paper and some ink
Sun is shining
My shadows are getting a tan
My words are swimming
Under the spell of the boatman
Sun is shining
My "no" is getting blind
Ideas are waiting
with some fairies to grind
Give me a drink
Give me a shrink
A blank paper and some ink
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I feel like my poets
Have all put down their pens
The only songs to sing
Are those sung again
But the moon chases away the sun
And cause my day to run
And I hear somebody calling
Somebody calling to me
I will catch your tears from falling
Until from my hands they fall
Yeah you make me wanna sing
Like an innocent criminal...
The sound of your sweet voice
It’s better than all my dreams
This warm wind child my bones
with all the joy you bring
You softly kissed my mind
And whispered what will we do with time
Let’s dance into the colors of the dusk
Let’s dance into the colors of the dusk
I will catch your tears from falling
Until from my hands they fall
Yeah you make me wanna sing
Like an innocent criminal...
Exactly how much will have to burn
Before I will look to the past to learn
Scars on your back tell where you've been
And I'll roll like the ocean if you'll blow like the wind
I will catch your tears from falling
Until from my hands they fall
Yeah you make me wanna sing
Like an innocent criminal...
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3. |
The train
04:49
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Once upon a time
Next to the strangest river
Where the noon kisses the night
Was singing a monster
He was known as the worst singer
As bad as coming from hell
Was trying to find an answer
In his horrible quell
She ran away from her kingdom
The non-melody land
Attracted far from her home
By what she hadn't found and
Where, every drawn she used to dream
Of a Lonely escape
She was now trampling upon her gleam
Loved in her cape
She raomed for days, randoming her way
Through hills, valleys and glades
Went into without without a pray
The forest of the shades
When she arrived by the river
Filled by weakness and fear
She saw asleep the monster
And couldn't stifle her scream
"At least someone to sing for"
And he yelled his art to his prowl
She panicked first then she felt
Her soul touched by this swell
But for years she learned the stabbing
With her eyes and with her dagger
The song made the first one crying
The second one a bleeding liver
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5. |
Let me die
03:55
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I will be
So let me die
Yeah I will be
Beyond the veil
Iridescent water is falling on me
In every drop a child's smile I can see
And I will keep
My eyes open
So I will feel
My soul redden
The warm whisperings are lifting my mind
And I can't anymore feel the ground
I will be
So let me die
Yeah I will be
Beyond the veil
The nurses are coming back from the cave
They watch and rock my cradle on this grave
And I will keep
My eyes open
So I will feel
My soul redden
The warm whispering is lifting my mind
And i can no longer feel the ground
See I will be,
So let me die.
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6. |
The dead man
05:51
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There’s a land with a field where a guy with a gun is watching
a dead man lying down in his blood in a country with no flag.
There’s a road to a town to an office, on the chair where a sheriff
by the phone in his four-fingered hand is smoking his last case.
There’s an eye of a priest of this land with no belief until the proof
of a dead man with a tear falling down on the dry ground.
There’s a horse with a leg with a nail jabbed in a flesh
weakly pulling away an empty broken tumbrel.
There’s a house on a hill of a man lying down with a necklace
with a finger as a pendant burning down the faith of a priest.
There’s a finger on a trigger holding back the slug of a gun staring at
an already dead fellow for the land of a country with no flag.
In a land, a dead man
In a land, a gun
In a land, some blood
In a land, a road
In a land, a town
In a land, a crown
In a land, a corpse
In a land, a horse
In a land, a hill
In a land, a deal
In a land, a holster
In a land, a finger
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Two Old Vagabond Shoes Paris, France
From our heart to your ears, genuine and haunted as we are.
Welcome in our lands.
Ombline : the witch
Seb: voice/guitar
Maxime: voice/guitar
Chris: bass
Thibaud:drums
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