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Lady With No Hands
03:06
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LADY WITH NO HANDS
When the days go slow
And your winds don't cry no more
Show them how your dream can blow
Can blow
I see a lady with no hands
She wears a curse and she stands
With a weary voodoo story
That she hopes to be her beauty in the end
Through the sketches on her skin
I see birds with no wings
Marching slowly on and on
Laughing proudly in the face of shadows' dawn
When the days go slow
And you feel your flesh and bones
Show them how your skin can blow
Can blow
I see a lady with no hands
She knows her story will not bend
She won’t hide it from her man
That she keeps under the music of her land
Through the fences on her lips
I see horses with her kiss
Walking slowly on and on
Shouting proudly in the face of shadows’ dawn
When the days go slow
And your winds don't cry no more
Show them how your dream can blow
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2. |
Blood Is In The Air
05:09
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BLOOD IS IN THE AIR
We'll be gone before heaven knows we're here
We’re no more than a cry and a useless fear
What you call love is a word so far
What will come is a broken sky
Blood is in the air
It's in the air I swear
Oh Man, don’t hide your hurricane
Blood is in the air
It's in the air I swear
Oh Man, I miss your hurricane
We’ll be gone before heaven knows we’re here
Little we know Little we live and grieve
What we may love is in danger in our hands
What will come is a nowhere plan
Blood is in the air
It's in the air I swear
Oh Man, don’t hide your hurricane
Blood is in the air
It's in the air I swear
Oh Man, I miss your hurricane
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3. |
Kill The Weeper In Me
03:00
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KILL THE WEEPER IN ME
Call the lover in me
Call the dreamer in me
Call the hoper and see
There’s a rover sleeping in me
Choose the stranger in me
Move the drifter in me
Feed my traveler and see
There’s a danger waiting to be
Kill the weeper
Let’s kill the weeper
And kiss me harder
Kill the weeper
Let’s kill the weeper
Let’s kill the weeper in me
Find the trigger in me
Cool the drinker in me
Feel me eager to be
There’s a maker sleeping in me
Meet the winter in me
Be a lighter for me
Taste my fever and see
There’s a fire waiting to be
Kill the weeper
Let’s kill the weeper
And kiss me harder
Kill the weeper
Let’s kill the weeper
Let’s kill the weeper in me
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4. |
Where The River Calls
02:43
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WHERE THE RIVER CALLS
When you are lonesome
with the living or the dead
when all your roses grow cold
when your own blast feels quite old
When you feel no love
for neither the living nor the dead
when you walk straight in the dark
with no other light but your heart
Take left where the river calls
Or take right into your morning wall
Make your day in the dark
Make your day in the dark
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WITH A LITTLE TOUCH OF EVIL
Somewhere on the dark side of her will
There's a thrill she denies
She loves bleeding stars he loves
With a fingernail
Grinding an eye a day
Hoping to fade away
With a little touch of evil
She could learn a smile a day
With a little touch of evil
On her fingernail
She loves killing birds he loves
cutting their wings
With a fingernail a day
Wishing she’d fly away
With a little touch of evil
She could learn a smile a day
With a little touch of evil
On her fingernail
Somehow in the dark sky of her skills
There’s a thrill she denies
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THE VICIOUS MAN WITH A DREAM
Try to make a move on his shoulder
He will feed you with anger
If you are lost there’ll be a cost
Try to take a leak of his thunder
He's a freak and a monster
You’ll have a piece of his disease
You’ve never seen
Whatever lies he may disguise
As a palm tree with lullabies
Whatever song he shall recall
You’ll think he is out of his mind
He's the vicious man with a dream
The vicious man with a dream
Try to make it brief and be stronger
He will leave you no wonder
He will demand and you will bend
Try to be closer to his temper
He will give you no answer
You will agree so easily
However sure you may be
He’ll get you down on your knees
However far you may see
Don’t be a fool he’s got no rules
He's the vicious man with a dream
The vicious man with a dream
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7. |
River Soul
06:55
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RIVER SOUL
Nearby my river-soul
good things & bad things on my tails
waves & days do see me roll
on the land where heartiness falls
There's a lady praying on a weeping horse
there are men screaming in a church on fire
there's a child playing with a world on screen
there are sorrows no one wanna borrow
there's a list somewhere of what has to be done
there are tongues repeating dreams dreams are gone
Nearby my river-soul
There's a dog drifting on a golden boat
there are cats swimming to earn a living
there's a child standing in the middle of the road
there are signs no one wanna follow
there are wind screen wipers in the eyes of all lovers
there's a line in the heart of all things
there's a line in the heart of all things
Nearby my river-soul
when I win one I loose four
but when I drop one I grow four
when I win one I loose four
but when I drop one I grow four
Blindness is an old friend of mine
darkness holds me as I go by
yesterday is a star to be faced
& who cares how much more I will taste
When I win one I loose four
but when I drop one I grow four
when I win one I loose four
but when I drop one I grow four
how much more will I taste
I don't know
Nearby my river-soul
good things & bad things on my tails
waves & days do see me roll
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8. |
A Night Of No Return
03:55
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A NIGHT OF NO RETURN
The boy was born a night of no return
For sure he stared a while
At a dark smile hanging around
Hanging around
The boy he took a step out of his bounds
He walked a hundred miles
With a dark eye messing around
Messing around
And so will bleed
his humble cry
And so will live
his handsome eye
The boy he built a dream out of his mind
and smoked it with delight
He did not cry no matter how
No matter why
He was found lying on the ground
He had the beauty look
Of a strange night with no coming back
No coming back
He had the mask of an Ephemera
In a cold cold night with no coming back
No coming back
And so will bleed
his humble cry
And so will live
his handsome eye
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Little Man Dancing With Hands
I thought there were no dreams to come
No magic words no voodoo tones
Under all skies I don't deny
Times were hard to overcome
I tried a song that tells the deep
the scary tale the holy grail
all the dances we may need
to break the legs of lonesome seeds
But here you are dancing with hands
And here you stand breathing so far
My arms seem strong to make you sleep
My back shall carry your living seed
Little man dancing with hands
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10. |
I Met My Solitude
05:24
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I MET MY SOLITUDE
Please tell me why
It took so long
To taste her embrace her
With eyes closed
She knows I hate her lies
But she never sleeps
With eyes closed
Here comes my solitude
Meet my solitude
She's an old girl
She's my old girl
She’s making a living
Under my skin
And in the meanwhile
She haunts me
With her smile
Here comes my solitude
Meet my solitude
Here comes my solitude
Meet my solitude
I met my solitude
I met my solitude
She's an old girl
She's my old girl
Making a living under my skin
Making a living under my skin
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11. |
This Man We Love
04:16
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THIS MAN WE LOVE
Some dust will come
A night will creep A night will dive
Into his heart falling apart
Some dust will come
He’ll find no sleep he’ll find no arms
Into his heart falling apart
He is aware that something's wrong
Even away he feels the strong
And scary taste of death to come
There's no hurry to worry
Even though we know we'll bury
This man we love
Some rust will come
His night will last as it is wide
A soul will bleed a soul will die
He is aware a heart is weak
No need to bide some sunny days
No need to hide some tender prayers
There's no hurry to worry
Even though we know we'll bury
This man we love
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MOCKING DEAD BIRD Bourgogne-Franche-Comté, France
The Band was born in july 2017. But the guys knew each other for a very long time. Real friends, connected souls & hearts. These blue rock songs and dark folk ballads were waiting for the good time to rise. Mind the dead bird still mocking.
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