1. |
Like Canes in the Wind
01:58
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LIKE CANES IN THE WIND
Thinner than an arrow
These thoughts inside my mind
It generates this sorrow
Will I ever be that up
Is it gonna be alright
The only path I’ll follow
Keep thinking overnight
My road is long enough Lord
I shall overcome
Is it gonna be alright
NO, it AIN’T gonna be alright
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2. |
L. Chatterley
03:23
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L. Chatterley
Wood streets are giving us shelter
The strength to hide from the world
Noone can ever receive all the things that we’re here for
Your husband won’t reach us so far
So wheeled as that old chair was
He’ll never really receive all the things that we’re here for
You wanna buy me something I won’t let you offer
You wanna gimme all the things that I don’t belong
Wood streets deliver us shelter
The strength to hide from the folks
Noone can ever receive all the things that we’re here for
Your husband won’t reach us so far
So wheeled as that old chair was
He’ll never really receive all the things that we’re here for
He’ll never really receive all
He’ll never really receive all
He’ll never receive all the things that we’re here for
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3. |
Leave (Glen Hansard)
03:34
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LEAVE
I can't wait forever is all that SHE said
Before you stood up
You won't disappoint me
I can do that myself
But I'm glad that you've come
SO if you don't mind
Leave, leave,
And PLEASE yourself at the same time
Leave, leave,
I don't understand, you've already gone
I hope you feel better
Now that it's out
What took you so long
And the truth has a habit
Of falling out of your mouth
But now that it's OUT
If you don't mind
Leave, leave,
And please yourself at the same time
Leave, leave,
Let go of my hand
You said what you have to now
Leave, leave,
Let go of my hand
You said what you came to now
Leave, leave,
Leave, leave,
Let go of my hand
You said what you have to now
Leave, leave,
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4. |
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NOTHING LIKE THIS
Complicated
Thinking of all you wasted
This is my headlong, my own
this is my own
There ain't no comfort
There's nothing at all
Nothing like this song
Nothing no more
NOTHING ... no more
Complicated
Thinking of all you wasted
This is my headlong, my own
this is my own
There ain't no home door
There's nothing at all
Nothing to call home
NOTHING no more
Talking to myself all the time now
Leading to nowhere I can call home
Really you don't know what I'm talking of
WHAT I'M TALKING OF...
Complicated
Thinking of all you wasted
This is my headlong, my own
this is my own ... THIS IS MY OWN
COMPLICATED !!!
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SWEETEST KILL
I thought you were the sweetest kill, Did I even know?
And all the time we thought we did, Was it just for show?
If they try to pull you out, Would you even go?
I thought you were the sweetest kill
Did you even know?
And they can try to put you down, wear you out
Get you through the idea of the luck
I thought you were the sweetest kill, Did we even know?
All the time, we get by, trying to figure out our lives
Like a fade out
All the time, we get by, trying to figure our lives
Like a fade out
When we took the level ten, Was it just a twelve?
And when we went to where we've been
Was it just for self?
I thought you were the sweetest kill
Could I even know?
All the time, we get by, trying to figure out our lives
Like a fade out
I break you through this world
I break you through this world
Let me break you through this world
Can I break you through this world?
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6. |
Looking for Specials
03:52
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LOOKING FOR SPECIALS
Leaving back your home, you change it everyday
Askin’ anyone why you’re feeling this way
This road is full of hope
Like icing on the cake
Askin’ anyone why they’re feeling this way
We’ll be alright and we’ll find a way out
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LISTEN GIRL
Listen girl I might
If you ask me very nice
I just might tell you the truth
Because you give me love and I like it
And charming as you might be
Listen girl you like it to
All of the corner kids
They're looking for joy
Dreaming of playgrounds and toys
Well they're dreaming no more
'Cause they've been there before
And now they just sit and absorb
Like when I couldn't get out of bed
Oh I could hardly walk
But I come here to muse
I come here to talk
To say listen girl ...
And the fluids
That hold me in my mind
A candle in the way
To falling back in time
And beer
The wilful little tout
That brightens up my nights
But hoodoo when I'm awake
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The Disappearing One was basically a room project at the very beginning. Our approach to music stays the same, even after recording a few albums and playing several gigs during the last 5 years: Music is our own goal and only interest, ALWAYS
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