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Wish You Were Here

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Wish you were here,
to break down all the differences,
to shake down all the borders,
to melt down all the distance,
to connect all the figures
in the right place.
What else could, what else could confront us?
In the same way we breath,
in the same way we cry,
wish you were here,
tonight when the whole world is empty
and there is no one left to die.

Wish you were here,
to create all t...

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Iridescent

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Observe dear, the way August hides
it's luminescence,
absorbs it's magic through the veins of our town,
going back in time, conquering places,
searching for the last tone to catch
the sound.

And it looks like we were here before,
and it looks like we are still part of
one whole,
this lifestyle blew us out of control,
all that we left,
hidden tattoos on our soul.

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Baltimore

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Baltimore.
Burned out, hidden from the crowds inside of stranger's minds,
there are things to be found
in a time after time...after time.
But look,
not always you can read the last memories
inside of the universe book,
you always share what it takes
but now it gets more than you took.
No, stranger!
Nothing left to be undermined,
simple, eternal, contagious,
chasing ashes from those emp...

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Escape

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Close your eyes, escape,
one weightless breath after another,
at the time when universe slips out of your hand,
but to live, to feel and to die when
two worlds crashes into each other,
and the atoms dissolve into the sand.

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Pi

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Someday we'll find a way to
protect our dreams and seek our hopes, 
words - soft as July's razors
disappearing path, forbiden trace,
screaming loud, carving into stones - deliverance, replace -
''true love hurries but it always waits'',
never...in the same place. 

Someday we'll find a way to
fly away and disappear,
going higher as we never did before,
staring at the same old mindless mes...

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Chasing Light

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Speak louder so they can't hear the silence instead,
turmoils and echos around my rigorous head,
keeping all the truths that we want to destroy
but we ought to protect,
see... I am nothing but a builder
but tonight I dreamt I was
an architect.

Momentum holds and it wouldn't rest,
dissolved in same old liquid mess,
vibrating body around its perfect chest
somehow.. still trying to disconne...

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Dancing Shadows

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    Right there in front of our eyelids. Beating sylhouettes, shaking waves, swallowing the last crystals from the ground. Transcending the sounds with a great rage and leaving the pace behind while calling it unsuccessfully back again. At the place where paleness combines with moonlight in the most disasterous ways, protecting their last luminescence alive.
    Shadows dancing through shadows of...

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Raining In The South

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It's raining in the south
preparing all the ways that we've lost,
it's raining in the south
against the truth and the wisdom,
against the back and wrath,
from the moment that we crashed into.
It's raining in the south
and we are not the only one.
And all of the bodies
just trying to be ignored,
refreshing their lifes,
protecting their core.
Who and when, what is it all about?
It's rai...

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Scarlet

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With the rain we met and walked in,
after storms, flames and fire,
protecting ourselves somewhere in between,
sharing moments, fears, desires...

With all the steps we need to take,
living through our days, through our nights,
nothing left to tell my little one,
you are always in my head..I am always by your side.

With the rain we meet here again,
and my promises that i try to keep.
I wil...

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Good Morning Dear You

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There's not much i want to tell,
this early calls, fading light,
with morning girl we're ought to sail,
coming slowly, going by,
leading us to fairytale.

And suddenly I became aware,
suddenly it's you all i wanna see,
stored and wrapped in your morning spell,
I hope you feel allright,
I hope you've slept well.

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Hello

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Hello from the other side,
from protected words, created lights,
as something small,
something right,
distant signal, so hard to recognize.
I don't feel I can...no I can't,
I can't really write tonight.

Hello from the city streets,
purple in the deep, fading lights
with contrast of white on white,
shattered through the dark,
broken in their half,
epitomized.
I am sorry cause I can't.....

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Wish You Were Here

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Wish you were here,
to break down all the differences,
to shake down all the borders,
to melt down all the distance,
to connect all the figures
in the right place.
What else could, what else could confront us?
In the same way we breath,
in the same way we cry,
wish you were here,
tonight when the whole world is empty
and there is no one left to die.

Wish you were here,
to create all t...

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Come

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All around this town
assumed that you got an idea to go back,
you know that they can't be around
all the lights that swallows lights
that brings you
down.

For any..
for any day.

And please don't hang quite high
as you used to do.
I can still follow you down in the same way
that i used to do.
There are thousand and more and more ways \
of coming through.
And we can
dance the life
...

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Thursday

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Take me for a walk, Thursday's pressing my veins,
going through your secrets, through your mind,
all the spots are just the same, quiet and sublime,
your milkshake soul, so hard to find.
And if you ever offer me a peace of that sound,
if you ever try to hide me from that mess,
hold me, keep me, smash me to the ground
your milkshake soul, my emptiness..
 

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Summer And Everything After

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Don't look the other way
the view can take me from you.
It's all written there
what we chasing..

Now it's the other way
don't let me fall from there.
The moment that we wanted
is fading..

I am not worried
I am not worried
everything changes
I am never worried
I am never worried
time is still fading
around you..
i swear it's true..

Ten thousand miles away
your shadow is danci...

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February Scars

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Take your pills
bury them somewhere,
on a road
that leads to nowhere,
we fall 
like leafs on the ground.

Melt your swett
drope it around me,
turn the radio gatter the fallen stars,
bring your february
scars.

Let's pretend 
we have no money,
close your eyes
lay upon me,
the whole world 
is what we are trying to forget.

Let's pretend
we have no problems
get your things
and ...

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Veronica

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Veronica,
with a bullet in hands
with a smile on her face
with eyes full of betrail
she walks down the hill

Veronica,
this night is'nt fair
you just can't compare
your eyes with the grail
underestimating pain

And she walks
with a bullet in hands
and eyes full of betrail.
God knows
they're just a silver 
scrapes in 
may.

And she hates
her steps in the sand
and her crown has...

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Try

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Take your every step you've walked,
pretend you walk a mile from here
and go again

Show me how'd you get so far,
show me your forgotten call
and i'll be there...

Building up your silhouettes
building up your silhouettes
and going out again.

Take your dreams and fake them right,
fake them right once in a while
and walk away.

All you are is step in time,
dust is grey and rain is...

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Catching Signals

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With every visible light
shades dissappears along the way,
burned to the ground,
invisible coloured sound,
restless needle in a hay.

Siting on the top,
catching signals with my brain,
exhausted, terryfied 
from the crowd below 
how is it possible to feel
so stuck in time, so alone?

With every visible light
shades turned out again,
arising from the ashes
visible colourblind man,
...

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Tokyo Lights

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We are not siluets, 
we are above them all.
The red stripes in my head
keep running with no control.

And then the long street keeps
all the blue lights i am calling home,
forever banned for me
without coming and return.

I see the color blindness,
seeing sides of you.
Delighted with any moment
that i am stuck into.

I am far away from myself,
far away from you.
Tokyo lights i am ...

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She

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She's a creator
She's always bright
She's a general 
in black and white.
She put's her problems
down on the line,
She's out of control when
nothing is fine.

She means something,
she keeps something,
she means something,
something away,
to me,
from me.

She is so calm
when no one is around.
She's a believer
with hands on the ground.
She's a poet 
fingers on the screen.
She's ...

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Melancholia In May

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Sun is now on the top again
swallowing the rest of our memories,
protecting the remains of the day,
keeping all the moments,
keeping them all the way....down.
Hey, forget your pride
there is nothing left to say
nothing stronger, nothing deeper than 
melancholia in May.
Don't collapse, stand up to your sense, your life,
store them somewhere else,
keeping them away, breaking them apart,
...

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Move On

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Don't close your eyes
as you used to do
I am just remembering stuff
considering you.
All the welcomes are allready told,
perfect and round,
straight and unfold.
Stay the same as you are,
provoke the life in a same way
and if all the roses turns to ash
you stay yourself anyway.
Climb those mountains
as you climb your dreams,
don't step aside
it hurts...but it's all just a play.
So, d...

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Echoes

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Echoes,
echoes in the dark chasing us away..
chasing us..
away.

Echoes, 
echoes.. are still down there,
..there they are trying to hear our call,
call them to come around we are almost free, almost there,
almost there..
..fallen angels on the ground..
on the ground..
broken needle in a hay ..
in a hay.

Echoes,
echoes .. forever and before,
..before we weren't the same in their e...

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Visitor

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Take me through your mind,
through all the things we need to face,
broken trails hard to find,
full of strangers
following their paths,
protecting their days.

Take me through your land
through the eyes of different people
scattered in the dark,
with no reason for a blame, 
we are here just for a while,
our fears are all the same.

Take me through your beauty
carneval lights falling...

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Dream About Absolute Freedom

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Doesn't always have to be right
dream about absolute freedom
fading boredom, breading soil
remember the world's silence
through the spark of the time
calm and sublime, calm and sublime
dream about wisdom?...No,
dream about absolute freedom.
Changing morbid statues
around the neck of the nature
spelling words, creating magic
fading moments hard to catch them,
leaving you in thoughts, le...

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Trace

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Take me away,
far from nuances of life,
far away through different times,
different truths, different minds,
hiding the dust, stretching our hands
closer to our dead, misguided breed.
Take me away from these wild,
lost in a crash, elevated rivers,
green tables, empty crowds,
part of the glory still lingers,
through laughter and torrent
it will never melt down.
Feel the emptiness as а p...

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Blue

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Blue..all the spheres inside of us
blue as the wall above trust
above wish, above lust.
Taken away by the time and our past,
blue as the street, narrow and wide
with unforgettable dancing parade
where our dark souls collide.

Blue as night on Paris streets,
dancing moonlight on the paving stones
for the time we missed and replace,
for the trust we've forever lost.

Blue...all the sphe...

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Tattoos, Bricks & Bridges

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Tattoos, Bricks & Bridges

Where the all young dreamers lay,
with the winds that won't tore them apart,
with the storms that won't
blow them away.

Under the bridge, where suburbs screams through the gray,
with no tales for coming home,
with no place 
to runaway.

Fitting right where they belong
dropping shadows on the floor
protesting with their lips, with their core - 
''more, mor...

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