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Lava
03:25
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We’re workers in a failing industry
All the muses are sleeping
And weeping are we
I am forsaken
And I am undone
All the best lines are taken
Including this one
Beautiful dreamer waken to me
Take me to the bridge and perhaps we will see
That we have no future
So maybe we’re free
Two lava flows in the black
The red one going out
The white one coming back
Three minutes of normal time
Where we are subject
To the tyranny of rhyme
Beautiful dreamer waken to me
Did you ever imagine that this is where we’d be?
Here in the darkness where
There’s no certainty
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2. |
Handcart
03:48
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Where are we going in this handcart?
Remind me
Tell me again, and tell me
When will we be there?
If the police should come use all your charm
Disarm them
As you did me
Disarm
Again
And again
And again
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Sleet
03:11
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There’s a sliver of lemon in that great black drink
But that’s not really something I would think
The diamonds in your hair is sleet
But that’s not really something I would tweet
I pray for you at every single shrine
And with every single glass of wine
You look at me as though as though I were a sacred calf
And then I look in the mirror and I laugh
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4. |
El Desierto Pintado
04:17
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Y mientras tú, tú buscabas fuego
Inconsciente, perdiste el gran juego
Tu pobre anhelo, el polvo perfecto
Hombre de paja, éste es mi consejo
Si no soportas hacértelo solo
Búscate otra flor en este desierto
Y mientras tú, intentabas ser gracioso
El gran juego no resultó tan glorioso
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5. |
El Pueblo
05:05
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Huerto cerrado
Sueño pisado
No es lugar
Para mí
Puede que no
Ojalá si
Que no
Sonrisa cruel
Fuiste con él
Ay ni hablar!
Que va
Te veía feliz
Bajo el cielo tan gris
Que haces aqui?
Floto por el pueblo
Entre naranjitos
Llevo tu aroma
Perdóname
Si pienso
Sin cesar
En el final
Mañana si
Recobraré
La razón
Ganas de nada
Fíjate ya
Tú de murallas
Rodeada
Ay ni idea
Y yo qué sé
De mí
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6. |
Los Paganos
03:09
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No quiero hacerte pagar
Por haber buscado el amor en otro lugar
No puedo hacerte llorar
Por haber encontrado cariño por allá
Hemos dejado a los demás
Y tú y yo dos pasos para atrás
Hay que cuestionarlo todo
Aunque quiera decir que no nos veremos jamás
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