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this is where we are after life after
and my voice never sounded the same
never sounded the same
and how long does history have to wait
for it to repeat itself?
this is where we are after life after
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2. |
praise
02:31
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…and now we sing:
“hallelujah!
sound the trumpet,
harp and lyre,
dance and timbrel;
string and pipe,
clash of cymbals…
resounding praise!”
and i go out the room still incomplete
i wish as does for you this works for me
and i will never be whole with this
although i’ll never be with anything
and i will be alone with you tonight
as much as i’m alone all the time
and i will be alone with you tonight
as much as i’m alone all the time
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3. |
better
03:10
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i have been in the dark for a long while now
i have seen more blur than clear
cast a shadow on my face
i can't see through the blinding light
let me walk on my own pace
i don't need to know where i'll go
i have lived in the shade of my past
i have felt more fear than hope
i guess it's about time i gave myself
a chance to let myself grow...
take some air in
breathe out new life
i am not afraid anymore
and i'll go on
and on and on and...
...and on my grave it says:
"i wanted this for a long time now but i'm glad i took my time"
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4. |
i am awake
02:23
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we’re down the highway
(i wish it wouldn’t end)
past the green light that was almost always red
and i wish (i wish)
i could spend a bit more time
with you, with you (with you)
seventh of september the year 2008
everyone gathered around,
a life to celebrate
sunday’s best with family and friends
(but not if monday’s finding out that your life’s about to end)
everyday i wish i had more time
to see our children grow and see them smile
i would sacrifice everything
so there’s something for you that i can leave
everything i did, i did it all
i did it all for you
but everything i did, it turns out
I did it just for me
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5. |
thank you
03:18
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(thank!) thank you for nothing at all
(take!) take all your bags and go
i don't want to say anything so straightforward
but it's no coincidence that everyone hates you so
(thank!) thank you for nothing at all
(take!) take all your things and go
i don't know how you do it
keeping so many faces in your pocket?
isn't it hard to keep up
with all the lies you make up?
thank you
(thank!) thank you for nothing at all
(take!) take all your lies and shove it down your throat
thank! thank! thank!
thank you for nothing at all
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6. |
lielow
04:29
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wake me up from this, are
we sleeping in distress? i
don't want to be voiceless as i end up being
take me out from this inconsistent compromise
take me out from this old new hell
don't hold your breath
they will never flinch
but hold your ground and stand proud
we are who they should fear
we are who they should fear
we are who they should fear
take me out from this unruly existence
take me out from this old new hell
don't hold your breath
they will never flinch
but hold your ground and stand proud
we are
who
they should fear
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7. |
wail
03:28
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when the phone rang twice
i know what await on the other line
my mother answered and i saw life left her eyes
in her room i followed her
she was quiet for a while
then everything went deafening
she wailed, she wailed
in your deathbed a reunion happened
we watched you take your last breath
although we don't want to let go
you've already been strong for so long
by your grave we all gathered
tears are in the back of our eyes
we tried to hold them back
your wife refused to speak
in front of everyone–your friends, your family
–she wailed, she wailed
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8. |
new year
03:25
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i told you over new year, after dinner
what i wanted out of life
i have always been scared as sheltered with neglect
it's not tolerance only lack of interest
you said you'll try
"try to understand"
but you'll never be excited for me
this now feels more
like a cage than anything comforting
and looking back, you've never been proud
only cautious and attentive
but you're not to blame
i have always been away...
you're not to blame
tonight the world is heavy it carries the weight of our hearts
i told you over new year, after dinner
what i wanted out of life
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9. |
calendar
02:07
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i don't dream
'cause i can't sleep
anymore
and i don't put anything
on my calendar anymore
'cause it's filled with
anniversaries of those
that i want to throw behind me
it's humiliating
i just want to forget and be better
trust me on this
just trust me on this
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10. |
calcium
03:36
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barging into me
an unexpected visitor
when no one's welcome at all
they say don't
fix something if it
hasn't broken
but you and i know i have
always been broken inside
like you, like me
and everyone around us
we hide so well, do we not?
you told me this before i cried,
before i cried harder than i ever had
you said "i wish it's not just me that you believe in"
for the first time in my life the floodway opened
although i still don't know what to feel,
what to feel when you told me:
"i will give you the best years of my life"
like those years are as finite as a candle...
"i will
give you
the best years
of my..."
you told me this before i cried,
before i cried harder than i ever had
you said "i wish it's not just me that you believe in"
for the first time in my life the floodway opened
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