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Broken
03:18
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I am broken into
A thousand different pieces
I am broken but now
At last you believe it
Too much to ask
That you could ever mend me
Too great a task
Please just accept
That I am broken
Just when I ponder that the
Skies can't get any darker
The stars fall from the heavens
Their knives seem so much sharper
I've seen the beauty and I've
Seen a world of sadness
I see how all things could be
Yet we embrace the madness
Too much to ask
That you could ever mend me
Too great a task
Please just accept
That I am broken
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In The Papers
03:02
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I saved a life today
There's not much more to say
Except you won't read it in the papers
The world turns the shadows fall
Lonely people no one knows at all
You don't see them in the papers
All the people plotting evil
In the hope we won't resist
Whatever we do we're not equal
We're just bottom of the list
All we do is look up to the sky
We're waiting for the promise and not lies
Tomorrow's news is written like the law
Tell something we've not heard before
All the hungry and the weak
Give them voices so that they can speak
Then we'll read them in the papers
All the young and all the old
A million people stories never told
'Cos they don't write the papers
All the people plotting evil
In the hope we won't resist
Whatever we do we're not equal
We're just bottom of the list
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Just For A Moment
02:18
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Whose Is Your Life?
03:04
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You're pretty but your not perfect
In company you're alone
If I were to scratch the surface
It's too close to the bone
Cos it's easier to pretend that it's alright
When you're wrapped up in your thoughts
You just don't go cry
They can't say that you failed if you don't try
And if your time is not your own whose is your life?
The softest voices carry meaning
Heavy words worth their weight in gold
Despite the facts you keep believing
In the dreams you bought that others sold
And a smile won't buy your ticket I'm afraid
And good things rarely come to those who wait
And the early bird always shows up way to late
And lucky seven turns into an eight
On the in side you are glowing
On the outside the light grows dim
And the places you are going
You're not going there with him
Cos it's easier to pretend that it's alright
When you're wrapped up in your thoughts
You just don't go cry
They can't say that you failed if you don't try
And if your time is not your own whose is your life?
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Is That All There Is?
03:51
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Is that all there is?
There’s less than it seems
Are you taking the piss?
Making fun out of me?
I thought there was more
I trusted your words
Believed in your smile
Well it could have been worse
I’ll dry all the tears
That you’ve yet to cry
And we’ll cry over beers
At the end of the night
Let’s say that we’re rich
When we know that we’re poor
And when I call you a bitch
You’ll say you’ve heard it before
So turn off the light
And say all your prayers
I’ll be there weeping
At the top of the stairs
So where did you go?
And where have you been?
Tell me all of the places
You wish you’d not seen
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Lyrics
Who are you?
And where do you come from?
Who are you?
And where have you been?
I stand here shouting
Hoping someone will hear me
But my voice just floats away on the breeze
I'm the hailer, I'm, the hailer. I'm the hailer
And I've come to bring you home
I've come to bring you home
Give me three guesses and I'll make a mess of it
Tell me your story and I'll write the end
I hate to confess to things best left unsaid
I hope it all works out
I suppose it depends
I hope it all works out for the best
I hope it all works out for the best
Where would you be without someone to hold you
Where would I be without someone who cares
I'm, standing here waiting not sleeping or praying
Caught in between my hope and despair
I'm the hailer, I'm, the hailer. I'm the hailer
And I've come to bring you home
I've come to bring you home
I know you've got no home
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Has it come to this
Bloodshot eyes and clenched fists
Angry words and red mist
Once again
When you’re shouting at the kids
And you’re caught in the midst of this
It’s not what you had wished
But it never is
And our lives just ran aground
When there was no-one else around
No-one there to hear the sound of us fall apart
And when there’s nothing left to say
And we say it anyway
Cheap wine won’t take away
The pain we feel
Has it come to this?
This is yours and this is his
Broken hearts and promises
Why don’t you add it to the list
Separate beds means separate lives
Someone’s husband, someone’s wife
You bit me once, twice I was shy
And now we’ve no more tears
To cry I I I I I
Has it come to this
Bloodshot eyes and clenched fists
Angry words and red mist
Once again
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Only Tortured Silence
03:37
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Only Tortured Silence is the latest track by UK singer songwriter These Guitars Say Sorry.
We may not be the smartest people
But we're doing the best we can
Caught up in the day to day
Between the hammer and the dance
If I was throwing daggers
And if you were spitting blood
And the sum of our fears
Was the absence of our love
And the history and the statues
Still get dark at night
While we huddle close together
By the shadow of the light
When I try to concentrate
And close my eyes so tight
Only the tortured silence
Is what I hear at night
Won't you hold me
Won't you hold me
Won't you hold me once again
Everything broken can be fixed
If we can just be friends
What I don't have
Then I'll just steal
Making it my own
Only the tortured silence
Will ever get to know
I never knew you
I never knew myself
And I count it all as loss
At least I would if I had cared
Or remembered I forgot
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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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