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Ocean 11
01:07
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our lives are like waves in the ocean
a Shakespearean play in motion
all the chances we take
all the choices we make
let the circus begin
our lives are like waves in the ocean
the ocean
the ocean
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2. |
Berlin Wall
04:20
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when the wall came tumbling down
and the guards were beaten
we just stood by the gates
watched the old world retreating
In life time's running out all the time
In life deadlines come and go yet we survive
In life nothing is forever so they say
before they are swept away
and when my world came tumbling down
and the old house shook and crumbled
I just stood in the crowd
bedazzled and humble
In life everyone's an expert and a judge
In life people with opinions never budge
In life they can have their moment in the light
Before tomorrow strikes
I'm not afraid anymore
I left my doubts at the door
I'm past the demons of the past
and the long shadow they cast
I am the eye of the storm
I am calm and I'm warm
I am the change in the sea
everything I can be
the Berlin the Berlin the Berlin
wall did fall in the end
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3. |
Object (World of My Own)
02:33
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Your longing makes me numb
so let's not jump the gun
the marketplace is closed
your nostalgia exposed
All this talk is vain
there's nothing to explain
I like to be alone
In a world of my own
I am not an object in your tidy little world
You cannot buy me with a waterfall of words
Your stories full of fateful dates
Just won’t resonate
First they make me doubt you
And then they burn me out
Somewhere along your script
I cease to exist
your number’s still the same
You haven’t really changed
I am not a footnote in your shiny resume
Nor am I fabricated by your fantasies
I’m sorry but I’m real
And this is how I feel
Your mother might not like it
but this is how I tick
I don’t want to yell again
And be rude to your friends
and as your patience goes
your disappointment shows
I'm better off alone
in a world of my own
I am not a character in anybody's play
happy endings have never been my forte
I’m sorry but I’m real
And this is how I feel
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4. |
Small World #6
04:04
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the genie's out
the lines are connected
the images have slowly manifested
and the world is so small
unlike ever before
and in a while rivers widen to oceans
and story lines magnify in slow motion
and a lifetime is short
unlike ever before
yeah the world is so small
you cannot miss her at all
and a lifetime is short
unlike ever before
yeah the world is so small
you cannot miss her at all
yeah the world is so small
unlike ever before
it's a small world it's a small world
it's a small world it's a small world
it's a small world it's a small world
and a lifetime is short
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5. |
I Thought
03:17
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i thought you were gone
a small memory
an island alone
in the ravenous sea
i thought I was wrong
a flicker so faint
erased by the fog
engulfing the flame
i thought you never actually were for real
strip me of my foolish skins
leave me out to dry with my face to the wind
there never was a horse in the park
I conjured it up to keep the story coming
i thought you were gone
haunting and proud
so far yet so close
so certain with doubt
i thought I was wrong
a day on the beach
our fingers of sand
too crumbled to reach
i thought you never actually were for real
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6. |
Walk In These Shoes
03:07
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I'll give you these shoes
these rubber-souled shoes
so we can walk this way together
they’re only for you
and they are ready to move
‘cause there's bound to be bad weather
we’re headed for the storm of the century
I really want you
I said I really want you to
walk in these shoes
we just might reach the end of the universe
walking these shoes
we're gonna get wet
but that’s not too bad
‘cause it's not all lovey dovey
just give it some time
it’s all in our minds
and if we want ourselves a story
it just might be the story of the century
I really want you
I said I really want you to
walk in these shoes
we just might reach the end of the universe
we just might need
a hand from the universe to carry us through
a hand from the universe walking these shoes
‘cause I really want you
You know I really want you to
walk in these shoes
we just might reach the end of the universe
we just might leave a dent in the universe
we just might need … a hand
we just might need a hand
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7. |
One Million Light Bulbs
03:40
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one million lights bulbs aimed at space
one million sparks strung up like beads on a chain
search lights are stalking the skies
looking for a hole in the fabric of time
within this moment of white noise
there is a band that opens up to your void
I call out loud hear my name
so you could find me where I am
fill my cup with your jelly beans
on the lino the rhino dreams
trace my lips with your whitened teeth
can I overstay this
overstay this dream
one million letters to the world
one million syllables to form just one word
we sit and drive in your car
aliens from a faraway star
fill my cup with your jelly beans
on the lino the rhino dreams
trace my lips with your whitened teeth
can I overstay this
overstay this dream
overstay this dream
one million lights bulbs aimed at space
one million lights bulbs aimed at space
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8. |
Floating
03:46
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nothing to do nowhere to go
I'm doing my rounds
without eyes with no ears
and no mouth
slicing up hours
into pointless appointments
sitting on chairs
that will not take me anywhere
where's my place
I'm floating in a meaningless space
where's my place
I'm trying to hold onto your face
I'm trying to hold onto your face
the curtain's drawn
the oxygen's gone from under this mask
the face on TV is screaming at me
with no voice
wrapping the moments
into toothless excuses
a show of cards
at the casino for the blind
where's my place
I'm floating in a meaningless space
where's my place
I'm trying to hold onto your face
where's the hunger
the danger the gold
where's the passion
the brazen and bold
i'm trying to hold onto your face
I'm trying to hold onto your face
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sand dunes and bird song
it felt just like the movies and the story was sublime
seagulls and salt on your tongue
words came never easy so we'd read between the lines
can we? do we?
imagine what could be
suspending our beliefs
juggling the world in my hands
it couldn't have been more fragile
so soft and exposed on the outside
now it all amounts to nothing
sand dunes and bird song
the sound has been deleted though the scene won't go away
seagulls and salt on your tongue
a silent movie trailer for a film we never made
can we? do we?
abandon what should be
let go of all it means
turning the world upside down
I wish it had really mattered
we were sacrificed at the altar
and wound up on medication
we will be there
we'll taste the air
we will be there
maybe a year
we will be there
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10. |
Queasy
04:16
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come on look me in the eyes
come on take me by surprise
i am hungry
don't turn around don't let me down
i am angry settle me down
for your soda I stand in line
you're a waterhole in bright sunshine
i am thirsty
hustling by hardly alive
pity this nomad don’t leave me dry
too queasy my dear
we just can't get anywhere
too easily scared
what with all those faces we wear
i get closer and touch cold glass
faces in mirrors are not made to last
i am sleeping
you wake me up I hear you laugh
i am sheepishly deeply in love
too queasy my dear
we just can't get anywhere
too easily scared
what with all those faces we wear
too queasy my dear
we just can't get anywhere
agonising tantalising - so queasy
mesmerising magnetising - so queasy
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11. |
Traffic Cones
04:40
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potholes make the journey slow
across the road the snowflakes blow
signposts have nothing to show
while our trepidation grows
we could bowl the traffic cones
one by one (4x) 'til they're gone
keep your hands around the wheel
into unknown territory
fingertips are frozen stiff
fog is rising from your lips
we could bowl the traffic cones
one by one (4x) 'til they're gone
one by one
here they come
now they come undone
cone by cone
the sound of crushing bone
as they are going down
going down
bust the map inside your head
all is done and all is said
the universe will bring us round
little engines making sound
we could bowl the traffic cones
one by one (4x) as they come
here they come
one by one
here they come
now they come undone
cone by cone
the sound of crushing bone
as they are going down
one by one…
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12. |
Ocean 22
03:24
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our lives are like waves in the ocean
we entangle ourselves with devotion
our lives are like waves in the ocean
a Shakespearean play in motion
all the chances we take
all the choices we make
let the circus begin
our lives are like waves in the ocean
the ocean
the ocean
step from your row, come join the show
the world's your stage and you are the cast
watch it unfold, hear what is told
one man in time plays many parts
our lives are like waves in the ocean
a Shakespearean world in motion
all the moments we shape
and the hearts that we break
let the circus begin
our lives are like waves in the ocean
the ocean
the ocean
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The Electric Era Auckland, New Zealand
The Electric Era is a three-piece indie band from Auckland, New Zealand. Their self-proclaimed Antipodean Anti-gloss Pop has
been compared to seminal New Zealand bands such as The Clean, The Chills and The Verlaines, as well as English acts The Smiths and The Cure. They also claim David Bowie, Joy Division, Wire and Magazine as their sonic godfathers.
Leal (bs, bvs), Anna (dr), Karsten (voc, gat)
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