1. |
The Garden
03:41
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The Garden
Beneath the low growing ivy
I put a bird to rest
I made a cross of branches
in the garden of moroccan mint
On the slope facing east
Someone dug a secret cave
But we were told to stay inside
The garden of moroccan mint
Now I take the train for hours
just to see the lake
we used to walk around
when you were yourself
and I was younger
When you were yourself
and I was younger
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2. |
Moorjani
03:07
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Moorjani
inajroom atina eveileb i
iniaga teem lliw ew eveileb i
inajroom atina eveileb i
won ereh si ydobyreve
gniht lacitrev a tub si emit
won ereh si enoyreve
won ereh si gnihtyreve
eveileb i
niaga teem lliw
ew eveileb i
inajroom
inajroom
inajroom
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3. |
I left my head
02:52
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I left my head
I saw the sparrow in the air
I jumped in vain
hit the ceiling
They tell me I should eat it all
let feathers fall
from the ceiling
The tiger came around at last
it was my friend
from the ceiling
and it will never leave again
my only friend
from the ceiling
The day they told me he had died
I left my head
in the ocean
The day they told me he had died
I left my head
in the ocean
The day they told me he had died
I left my head
I don't know where they took him too
while my insticts were sleeping
the sparrow and the tiger knew
what I lost in dreaming
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4. |
Woolgathering
05:04
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Woolgathering
The absence made the gloomy waters rise
The spirit slowly slipped away
Silently it lingers in my mind
I found the way to make it stay
Got of the train
Woolgathering
I left behind
the lonesome sigh
I feel so close
to what I've lost
I’m on my own
but I am not alone
Not alone
All for the rescue
of the wind that blows
All for the greeting
of dreams that flow
All for the seeking
for the joy untold
only to cherish
what needs to be adored
Got of the train
Woolgathering
I’m on my own
But im not alone
I’m on my own
Noone in my arms
or at my feet
Noone above the moving sky
Noone to follow
Noone to greet
So now only I can say Goodbye.
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5. |
Rearrange the flowers
04:15
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Rearrange the flowers
You spoke of dresses made of feathers
flew into my eye
like a cluster fly
I spoke for days about the weather
cheeks so rosy-shy
silent horrify
All I do is rearrange the flowers
I don’t know what else to do
I’m the silent sadness in the water
Slowly rushing over you
We started ironing the bedding
couldn’t get it straight
though we tried for days
I used to think our minds were threading
but now I can’t make sense
of the things you say
All I do is rearrange the flowers
I dont know what else to do
I’m the silent sadness in the water
Slowly rushing over you
the flowers are purple and blue
the flowers are purple and blue
the flowers are purple and blue
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6. |
Teach me
01:56
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Teach me
oooooh.....
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7. |
lll
02:34
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lll
I see you worship
someone who hurt me badly
I wish you wouldn't
but what can I do
You seem to really
hit it off you two
Truth is I worship
both of you
I guess we can still be friends us three
Can't we?
I guess we can still be friends us three
Can't we?
I guess we can still be friends us three
Can't we?
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8. |
Salty face of You
05:15
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Salty face of You
I need you to dream
Dream like you used to dream
but don't lose your eyes in days gone by
Please understand
I know of your tired hands
You can’t feel the sun through your silent night
Salty face of you
Something will come true
Salty face of you
In a stranger blue
It’s easy to strand
in chamomile flower land
But its not a place where one stays for good
So push to the left
this curtain so ponderous
And look for your early ode of faith
Salty face of you
Something will come true
Salty face of you
In a stranger blue
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9. |
Running in water
04:10
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Running in water
New 'running in water'
My new 'running in water', asleep
All sons and daughters
I summon the blackest of sheep
New 'running in water'
My new 'running in water', asleep
All sons and daughters
I see you arrive, I am pleased
Please, don't grow old again, she weeps
I saw the devil in my sleep
Please don't grow old again, she weeps
I saw the devil in my dreams
It stays inside
It stays inside the house
Make it your friend
Make it your silent spouse
Make it your friend
It stays inside the house
Make it your friend
Make it your silent spouse
it stays inside
it stays inside..
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10. |
Before Return
05:33
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Before Return
In between
these narrow streets
where you here the engines sing
Slowly walks
a humble guest
in the light of rainbows on limited time
in the light of rainbows on limited time
in the light of rainbows on limited time
A little more time
before returning to the hills
hills of green
hills of green
hills of green
hills of green
waves of the white and blue
waves of the white and blue
waves of the white and blue
Just a little more time
For the humble guest
In rainbow light
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