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Boogienite
02:38
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i never said i was going home tonight
i'm by myself i'll be alright/just fine
i drank until i saw the light
just another (fucking) boogienite
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3. |
Summer Song
02:21
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woke up in the morning sun
let the light hit my face
till the day was done
then i
looked up to the starry sky
and in the blink of an eye
another week went by
my
eyes feel like a movie screen
with a movie ‚bout a life
that will never be seen
and i
feel like a silhouette
of a person that wouldn’t just sit inside on their bed
summer song
went out into the park for a while
let the sun burn my skin
till i felt wretched and vile
then i
screamed at the top of my lungs
but nobody understood
cause i was speaking in tongues
and
sometimes i feel so alone
like a man without a song
or a dog without a bone
so i
wanna call you on your telephone
but i’m worried
you won’t recognize me
now my life is not what it used to be
there’s a shadow hanging over me that i can’t see
so i
hope that it is not my fault
and go back to the place where all my hatred is stored
now
i don’t know if this hermit life
will be helpful in the long run
with my quest to survive
so i
sit down and write a summer song
i’ll keep running till the sun is gone
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4. |
View of the Bay
02:25
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a lonely day by the bay
nothing to think or to say
and the raindrops disappear
inside a deeper grey
the waves hit against the rocks
destroy the fishermen’s docks
oh what a peaceful sight
of the bay at night
oh, i don’t know why you’re gone
you had to leave me all alone
and i have no reason to be
in this prison by the sea
oh there’s no chorus in this song
no voice to guide you along
you have come here to stay
for the view of the bay
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5. |
Internetcafe2000@aol.com
03:30
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staring across the street
at the yellow-orange building
that bursts out the housing block like a rising sun
the flip-phone in my pocket starts to vibrate
the cell tower across town is calling me
powerlines like fishnets spun all over
direct my attention towards the sky
where a pigeon takes a shit and flies on by
life is quite enjoyable by the junction
no dreams to mask the dark reality
just you and me
creatures crawling out the cracks in the street
culture's pretty vibrant underground
not a single night spent without hearing the sound
of an ambulance
back alley, oil spills, graffiti on the wall
rail depots, motels
traffic lights stop the storm
i left town one sunless, foggy morning
in the hopes of gaining some relevancy abroad
turned my notifications off and then i thought:
"i'm gonna miss this place"
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6. |
Aeroplane
06:43
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our planet
our planet’s spinning out of orbit
but you’re
you’re keeping me stood still
and the sun
hasn’t been seen in a year or two
but you’re
you’re the light the guides me though
drink from the wine that gives us love
then drink another, and another
drown in the waves when it gets rough
when there’s no other, to give you cover
planes
fly over my roof
day in, day out
and their song
it never plays out
and i
just sit there staring at the sky
waiting for the winter to fly by
sink to the ground, a concrete fall
bones shatter
but does it matter?
i wake up from a knocking at the door
but should i open?
i haven’t spoken
in so long
aeroplane
bring me safely back to the ground
where the people live & my happiness is bound
staring out a window
smaller than my face
the jet stream has fogged up my mind
hyper speed, no up and down
there’s no way over, or around
my head gets lost between the clouds
away from people, lights and crowds
terminal three
people are queuing up to board
you’ll never know how much you mean to me
with empty bags in coach class
sat in my window seat
the weather’s grey, there won’t be much to see
lift off with a heaping roar
i feel my heart
drop to my core
the city drifts off more and more
just four more hours till
we reach the shore
our planet
our planet’s spinning out of orbit
but you’re
you’re keeping me stood still
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nighttime in all the stories that i might tell
daytime in all the stories that you will tell
midnight on a night train cabin on my way to morrow
half moon half empty darling don't look back in sorrow
take me back to the shore where we once stood
i lost my voice cannot scream at you no more
you got me staring at the televangelist
i used to laugh about what faith really is
now i'm looking for belief
in every single word i breathe
i'm losing hope just for the moment
the sun's in my eyes but i don't feel okay
no i don't feel okay
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Paul & The Microcosm Cologne, Germany
cool band. give us a listen. thanks x
instagram @paulandthemicrocosm
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