1. |
Love Letter to Science
05:14
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You and me,
We (were) never meant to reach
This close,
Beyond your "lest",
Throughout our best.
Young human being,
(Are they) really meant to reach
Each other,
This violent way.
You and me,
Very human meat,
Disclosed.
None of us is very fond
At opened heart,
Just flesh and blood.
Will this shy blur ever relieve me?
I doubt I’d be that good.
I swear, I ain’t that good.
I swear, I’m not that good.
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2. |
Arythmie Du Soleil
04:50
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I cowardly’ve been lying on heat
My body’s filled (with it),
Without even asking out how it’ll be
To get in touch,
Though would I be really touched?
And honestly I felt more free when I was
In my mother’s womb.
What if something’s gonna change my world?
Rather this is what I fear the most.
Then if it’s worth (it),
May it really hurt to try?
You moon, me sunlight -
Or earth? -
I sometimes feel I’m just my only guiding light.
How hard to keep an eye on something (that) faintly shines.
What if something’s gonna change my world?
What if something’s gonna blame my world?
What if something’s gonna change my world?
What if something’s gonna blame my world?
Rather this is what I fear the most.
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3. |
Liebe Fénix II, Instant
06:30
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If it’s true, real is you.
Me (I'm) still a hermit moon,
Within without a go,
A millenary stone, ghost
Who randomly goes.
If it’s you, me I’m true.
You’re path, through I’ll corrode,
Though it’s as sure as math:
I’ll have my atoms back, then
All things must pass.
True is that I have fooled
This man, with rainbow hair,
Who swears he’s not to blame.
If that real was real you,
Let me jump into the empty bliss of needing you.
I needed you.
I needed you.
I needed you.
Figure out me gone.
Figure out me gone.
Figure out me gone.
Figure out me gone.
Figure out me gone.
Figure out me gone.
Figure out me gone.
Gone.
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5. |
Diminuirsi
03:41
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(Last) sympathetic glance
At glasses out of whom
You once would have seen through,
And seen through you.
There once was one,
Wandering lone,
On and on,
In the gaze.
What today?
I might be vanishing
Sloughing as memory
In mothers and fathers.
I might be vanishing and feel more safe.
I know I belong to a very lonesome path,
I’ll pack my few things, I’ll find how not to turn back,
I sight by (my) side a side of me he stands
In front of the illusion, collision of futures and last hopes.
Dipped in subconscious, he’ll breath his way.
Not really conscious of being one half of the one
You see right there.
Hazardous, this purest whisper,
Begging from the very deepest,
Close:
“Please, be back reckless,
Don’t hurt yourself,
No more, all is a great big joke”.
What a joke to joke no joke at all to joke our joke
How do you?
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7. |
Malamocco
00:43
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8. |
Human After Odd
05:12
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Hey boy,
Since I was you were me.
And all I found out:
A poor reflection drowning at sea.
Hey boy,
Deepest the depht you’ve reached.
And all is peaceful,
In here,
Awash into the deafness of the largest hidden sea.
I wish I was out of me
To prove
I’m one living
As two.
I wish I was out of me
To prove
I’m one living
As two.
I wish I was out of me
To prove
I’m one living
As two.
I wish I was out of me
To prove
I’m one living
As two.
I wish I was out of me
To prove
I’m one living
As two.
Within one
I’ve got a muted space,
Uncomfortable gap.
I’d die
Between twin two.?
If I only could I’d die to get me through,
I’d die to get me through,
Everything’s too much,
I need a ground control.
A safe haven to drown into,
Where I can rinse my forehead
And dry it with a flap.
Practical at most,
Human at my best.
Built to spill myself
And try to make each rest
Some better than anyone else.
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We Were Never Being Boring Collective Italy
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