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Golden
03:07
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Well this morning is golden
And the garden is full of roses
But we’re all in the same sinking boat
They say it’s the hope that gets you
If your eyes could see what mine have seen
This ruined life and a common shore
Watch the wall my darling
Walk on shadows as I’m holding up the sky
The worst is yet to come
The light it shines from the smallest window
Now it’s raining and colder
And all of the flags and fire
Tell me that it’s only just begun
There’s never a witness
From Autumn to Winter I forget
I speak in the past tense all the time
Watch the wall my darling
Walk on shadows as I’m holding up the sky
The worst is yet to come
The light it shines from the smallest window
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Chocolate Stars
04:31
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You, me, sex, chocolate, Stars & Dust
All I see is sky, all I feel is pain
I saw the second coming on a greyhound bus
I asked Jesus are you going my way
Truth, weeds, desert, truck stops, lemonade
A coffee shop prophet stops to ask the time
A thousand rockets scar a dark and moonless night
I can only see you when I close my eyes
Make a wish, but the thing of it is
Hope won't make a difference
Anymore, anymore
I can pray or I can sin
Love the prison I am in
Hope alone won't make it so
I'm just pissing in the wind
Lipstick, cigarettes, sweat, dusk and after shave,
Sun baked, haven't shaved
You call and I will raise
What you believe, it makes others bleed
I'm begging please, it doesn't have to be this way
The car mechanic’s lotus blossom, Buddha gaze
Small town, street lights, bar fights and the fair parade
I've seen it all and you have more?
Stand up and applaud this masquerade
Make a wish, but the thing of it is
Hope won't make a difference
Anymore, anymore
I can pray or I can sin
Love the prison I am in
Hope alone won't make it so
I'm just pissing in the wind
I can drink a toast to my well wishers
Salute the martyrs loaves and fishes
Feed 5,000 and do the dishes
Receive the beatings and the kisses
Tomorrow's past, tomorrow's present
A glimpse of hell, a taste of heaven
Roll snake eyes or lucky seven
Don't ask me I'd be sorely tempted
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Scars & Stripes
04:17
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If you don't have a reason
And your clothes aren't in season
You're an outcast
So you're standing here freezing
Cos it's so much colder outside
When you lift up the veil
On the failure that's haunted your lifetime
It's a cold wind that blows
When nobody knows you are there
Scars and stripes, scars and stripes
A thousand, a thousand nights
Now that you know it doesn't make it alright
If you can't stop the bleeding or feeling
I'll throw you a lifeline
So instead of you asking
I'll just keep on grasping at straws
And the smiles that they wear
They prepare your despair
For the last time
Though they say that they care
You can't help feeling ignored
Scars and stripes,scars and stripes
A thousand, a thousand nights
Now that you know it Doesn't make it alright
The scars and stripes have made them blind
Walk away they're never kind
Don't ask them to ever feel
The don't see wounds that never heal
The scars and stripes have made them blind
Walk away they're never kind
Don't ask them to ever feel
The don't see wounds that never heal
Scars and stripes,scars and stripes
A thousand, a thousand nights
Now that you know it Doesn't make it alright
Now that you know it Doesn't make it alright
Now that you know it Doesn't make it alright
Now that you know it Doesn't make it alright
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What happened to forever
What happened to today
You're looking at the weather
They say it's going to rain
And the sunshine we were promised
Never showed its face
We'll be eating jam tomorrow
And eating cake today
You never stopped
To ask me what I thought
Of the place where fear and sadness go
You wear it well
it doesn't show
Me I pretend
Not to know
Rise and fall. Good or evil it is yours
Your dreams too small of course, of course
Rise and fall. Good or evil it is yours
Your dreams too small of course, of course
I'm searching for a metaphor
That's as worn out as your shoes
You can take the long and winding road
If that's the one you choose
You're old enough to understand
But hope it's not too late
All you want is you want it know
But they just make you wait
You never stopped
To ask me what I thought
Of the place where fear and sadness go
You wear it well
it doesn't show
Me I pretend
Not to know
Rise and fall. Good or evil it is yours
Your dreams too small of course, of course
Rise and fall. Good or evil it is yours
Your dreams too small of course, of course
Frankie, uncle Charlie Katie
Tell me what has happened lately
You say yes but you mean maybe
I need promises now
And your sister has she had her baby ?
Your brother is he still in the navy?
And grandma I still call her daily to see how she's getting on
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The Great Malaise
03:10
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Rita is what people say she is
Don't believe them
People read the papers read the lines
No what's between them
There's grey between
The lines of black and white
If you can see them
Listen close and close your eyes real tight
You'll hear them screaming
It's the great malaise
How did we come to days like these
Cut yourself and you will bleed
This is the good life
The washing's blowing on the line
Pretend that you're not dead inside
When London bites who lights
A fire in the Summer
I'm more scared than I used to be
Because the black wore thin and very bad things
The tailspin and the diamond eye
21 years, we're all potential suicides
It's a wonderful thing
Two minutes hate 5 minutes late
Not a penny between us
Seems like forever feels like yesterday
They won't believe us
The hollow rain that falls on our parade
But no one sees us
Bending down and falling on our knees
Like old believers
It's the great malaise
How did we come to days like these
Cut yourself and you will bleed
This is the good life
The washing's blowing on the line
Pretend that you're not dead inside
When London bites who lights
A fire in the Summer
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Buried By A Bullfighter
04:39
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If I should fall like lightning
Over things I never said
It’s not the end of anything
It’s best you don’t forget
If it’s not the end of anything
I’ll meet you on the way
You still cast the softest shadow
If I’m prepared to wait
Every now and then I wave at clouds
Every now and then I have my doubts
One day I will climb up to the stars
I bought a ladder did you need to ask
I was buried by a bullfighter
The morning after, the morning after
He lived well, he lived well, he lived well
And he died well
I was buried by a bullfighter
The morning after, the morning after
The night before, the night before
The fate of glass
You can’t ignore
Perhaps you brought some flowers
Maybe you sent a card
Eyes closed, fingers in my ears
I don’t know where you are
Be good now and be careful
Or as careful as you can Glassmary oh glassmary
I just don’t understand
Every now and then I wave at clouds
Every now and then I have my doubts
One day I will climb up to the stars
I bought a ladder did you need to ask
I was buried by a bullfighter
The morning after, the morning after
He lived well, he lived well, he lived well
And he died well
I was buried by a bullfighter
The morning after, the morning after
The night before, the night before
The fate of glass
You can’t ignore
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Pink Tag Princess
03:57
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Among all the aisles
Of gently worn clothing
She could never afford
For just twenty dollars
Can she buy herself some beauty?
There on the hanger
Is the dress
She sees herself dancing
And no-one will know
From pink tag to princess
For one evening only
She smiles to herself
As she’s trying it on
Thinks what the hell have I ever done wrong
Looks in the mirror
The reflection never lies
Today play pretend
And tomorrow you’re poor
She puts on the clothes she was wearing before
Decides that she’s worth it and walks right out the door
Then when she gets home
Makes her tea
Sits at the table all alone
Put on the dress
And she dances and she dances
No-one to see her
Fewer to care
Nobody knows that she’s even there
Dance to remember
Dance to forget
Dance for the memories you haven’t made yet
Dance cos you don’t know what else there is to do
So she steals to be happy
And begs to survive
Isn’t there more than just being alive
Than holes in your pocket and crying every night
In dreams she holds roses and hopes life’s not hopeless
Awake she can see where the end of the rope is
For a few pennies more she’ll tell you her life story
Today just repeats yesterday’s sad defeats
If she could just stand she’d get swept off her feet
By the time and the tide and the flood
That waits for no-one
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There You Are
03:38
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There you are staring at yourself
There you are is there anybody else
I look at my reflection I don't even want to mention
That I don't even recognize myself
The years pass by and golden turns to grey
My mind is filled with things I'd like to say
Look at what we're reduced to
Watching candles as they burn blue
I can see much further than you think
You promised me the earth
But you gave me a snowglobe
It's not the end of the world
But you can see it from here
I wonder if I ever knew you
To tell the truth I don't think I do
You knew me much better than I knew myself
There you are a mess of hair and words
And here am I shaken and disturbed
Look at the patterns that we're making
If I'm not at all mistaken
All the things that we have taken
We can't put back
You promised me the earth
But you gave me a snowglobe
It's not the end of the world
But you can see it from here
I wonder if I ever knew you
To tell the truth I don't think I do
You knew me much better than I knew myself
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9. |
This Is For You
02:20
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Give the knife to me Cindy
I know your life’s been rough
Jonathan oh Jonathan
Was my love not enough?
Stephen I saw you Friday
You didn’t look yourself
All those pills and mental ills
I’ll nurse you back to heath
Rebecca, oh Rebecca
I don't know where to start
I'd like to think it's broken
But I just don't have the heart
This is for you, this is for you
This is for you, and your brutal life
So I hope against all hope itself
And sometimes wonder why
I take the time to bother
I just feel like I should try
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10. |
Never A Hero
03:51
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He throw his legs off the edge of his bed
A day by himself is what he expects
His eyes and smile they're just the same
The rest of him beaten and fallen with age
He was never a hero
Not just for one day
He was never a hero
Not just for one day
He looks in the cupboard for his cheap tin mask
Why does he wear it? Why do you ask?
The light inside is broken but he still works
The sunshine and the sadness just make it worse,
He was never a hero
Not just for one day
He was never a hero
Not just for one day
Like war and peace and love and hate,
He left them with the milk at the garden gate
The sound of trumpets ring in his ears
The man who fears nothing has nothing but fears
He was never a hero
Not just for one day
He was never a hero
Not just for one day
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You and I a sunlit sky and them
We close our eyes and sometimes we pretend
Walk on water swim against the tide
Gazing at my shoes I wonder why
But that doesn't stop you crying
It's not for want or lack of trying
That's what friends are for
You know the score
That's what friends are for
That's what friends are for
You know the score
Shadows fall on leaves as they descend
Stand beneath the trees with my old friends
Laugh at jokes I've heard ten times before
It doesn't matter that's what we're here for
I can't help feeling that they've trained us well
Promising us heaven
While we're living here in hell
How you see it all it just depends
On you and I a sunlit sky and them
But that doesn't stop you crying
And no the sparrows they're all flying
That's what friends are for
You know the score
That's what friends are for
That's what friends are for
You know the score
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Jeremias Langsämmer / Laxá / Siegfried Jünger / These Guitars Say Sorry. Washington
Composer from England, now working in the Pacific Northwest.
Producing classical, ambient,
soundtracks, baroque pop and EDM as well as instrumental post-rock and guitar based music under the identities of Jeremias Langsämmer, Siegfried Jünger, Laxá and These Guitars Say Sorry.
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