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All of my senses
06:07
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Flaking like an old paint chippin'
Like a dowager shakin'
Like a subway rollin'
Like a flower and I'm usin'
All of my senses
You know I am
I'm usin'
All of my senses
Freezing like an icicle bendin'
Like a rain cloud rumblin'
Like a sidewalk mendin'
Like a shroud dissolvin'
(pulling a plow and i don´t know how)
Like a snowflake sailin'
Like an arrow splittin'
Like an egg-shell sailin'
Like a sparrow I'm usin'
All of my senses
You know I am
I'm usin'
All of my senses
You say you're sensitive
Well hey that's the way I want you to live
The lights are too bright in the daytime
But that's alright with me
You say it depends on him
It's cool with the friends that we're always with
Well hey I can live without them
But not without you well I can see
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2. |
Think it over now
03:17
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Never wish away a moment, no
Don't you cover yourself with clover
You should know that where the clover grows
That it's you that it's growing over
Don't take it all upon yourself
Don't you carry it on your shoulder
Set it down right back where you found it
You know it's a heavy boulder
Think it over now
We should really think it over sometime
Think it over now
We should really think it over sometime
Putting someone up above you, Yeah
Then you go looking up from under
Pick and choose it's a lot to lose
When you give up what you wonder
All the loneliness you hold inside
All the pain that you don't exhibit
Exhale, Walk away from jail
You can always go back and visit
Think it over now
We should really think it over sometime
Think it over now
We should really consider it sometime
Think it over now
We should really think it over sometime
Think it over now
We shold really consider it sometime
Do what you're going to do for You
Don't you look to see who's approving
Time will show that
There's the ones that go
And there's those who are never moving
Think it over now
We should really think it over sometime
Think it over now
We should really consider it sometime
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In a cold house
05:02
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Towering above the city
The ghettos in the sky
Concrete spires of isolation
Forty stories high
Fenced in by their own suspicions
The people are afraid
Crawl inside their cages
Lock the door and pull the shade
In a cold house
In a cold city
In a cold cold cold cold world
Brightly coloured tenements
So pleasing to the eye
Glass and stainless steel enclosures
Hid what we deny
People are afraid to look
Afraid what they will see
Inside the illusion it's the same reality
In a cold house
In a cold city
In a cold cold cold cold world
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You're the reflection of the moon on the water
You're the reflection of the moon on the water
You're the reflection of the moon on the water
But you're not the moon
You are the scent of the sea on the night wind
You are the scent of the sea on the night wind
You are the scent of the sea on the night wind
But you're not the sea
You are the shadows from the light of a fire
You are the shadows from the light of a fire
You are the shadows from the light of a fire
But you're not the light
You are the sound of the rain on the dry earth
You are the sound of the rain on the dry earth
You are the sound of the rain on the dry earth
But you're not the rain
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Remains to be seen
03:13
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Supposing, too much to assume
Saying nothing but speaking volumns
Silence broken with shattering sounds
Books for no one, where are they bound
I can see the blind who are leading the blind
Always somewhere somebody's leaving behind
Tiny traces, evidence for us to find
Just a moment only an outline
No substance, no shred of belief
Sweeping seconds and the smoke from burning leaves
Suddenly they're carried away
Written on, written off and tossed away
I can hear the words that are spoken to me
From a void of invisibility
What they say is all they are trying to mean
What is left is all that remains to be seen
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6. |
Charles Hollis Jones
04:15
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Chairs for Tennessee Williams
Business suites for Sylvester Stallone
Charles Hollis Jones
In my luxury dining room
I can't have just any telephone
Charles Hollis Jones
In my lucky green modern
I have to die just to drink alone
Charles Hollis Jones
Chairs for Tennessee Williams
Business suites for Sylvester Stallone
Charles Hollis Jones
In my luxury dining room
I can't have just any telephone
Charles Hollis Jones
In my lucky green modern
I have to die just to drink alone
Charles Hollis Jones
Men in boxy glass houses
Best be advised not to throw stones
Charles Hollis Jones
Chairs for Tennessee Williams
Business suites for Sylvester Stallone
Charles Hollis Jones
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7. |
My regrets
03:54
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My regrets
I'm sendin' you all my regrets
No longer will they get
My face and eyes all wet
I'm sendin' you all my regrets
Apologies
I don't make too many of these
One place you won't find me
Is down there on one knee
I do not make apologies
Ohhh
Ohhh
Ohhh
Ohhh
Nooo
And on that note
Your mother pinned to your coat
You memorized by rote
The names of all your scapegoats
You cannot play me on that note
Ohhh
Ohhh
Ohhh
Ohhh
Nooo
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With diamond wings and harps a-strumming
She can see the angels coming
With silver wings and hats of gold
They've come to bring her back into the fold
And she rambles on insensibly
About her china berry tree
And reaches out and touches me
An opportunity that's not repeating
With tearful eyes I see him standing
On the bridge above the landing
With burdened thoughts he's had before
Compel him to commit his final chore
Then he throws himself into the air
And leaves behind his painful cares
And ends his life as one who dared
To climb the stairs that lead into the morning
The squealing breaks and lights a crashing
Consciousness commences crashing
And what you can and cannot see
Are separated instantly
His soul is from the wreckage thrown
And suddenly he's on his own
Above the land where he had grown
His life on loan
Collected in the morning
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Fabricio Morás Córdoba, Argentina
Desde 1997 ha integrado proyectos relacionados con el rock de Córdoba,
Actualmente forma parte de "la cuota
ácida" y "herbolaria". También se presenta regularmente como solista.
Fue integrante de "Lxs Nadies", "Sur oculto", "Barro", "Hijo de la tormenta", "Uma", "Los Fáciles" y "Monsutaa!"
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