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Reptilian Journey
02:58
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Survivor, lonely desert dancer.
Millennia is etched upon your face.
Oh limitless life follow the reptile.
Deep into the heart of this old world.
Oh limitless life
Survivor, lonely desert dancer.
Millennia is etched upon your face.
Oh limitless life follow the reptile
Deep into the heart of this old world.
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2. |
I Spy
03:18
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I spy with my little eye
a greedy man sneaking through the back door
he waits then eats all the cake
gobbling it up until there isn't anymore
I spy with my little eye
desolate people working till they're dry
energy spent no time to relent
nibble on the bones of the ninety-nine percent
Gobble them, grind them
gobble them, gobble and grind them
gobble them, grind them
poor souls cooking in the oven.
I spy with my little eye
rubbish bins fuller than the children
who are lining the streets with no cake to eat
begging for a slice of some generosity
Yeah I spy with my little eye
ambiguous digits impaling life
so much pain for so little gain
you're lucky if you're born in the right domain
coz we...
Gobble them, grind them
gobble them, gobble and grind them
gobble them, grind them
poor souls cooking in the oven.
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3. |
Patchwork Soldier
04:12
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Soldier, lay down your weapons
I've seen your scars how they shine.
Why are you flinching? I will not injure you.
Give me your trust, let me stitch your troubled mind.
Only patches of you were bruised
my needle and thread can gently mend you.
Soldier, guarded defender
with every battle your stitching comes undone.
Just like a rag dolls off-cut material
violent surrender was out of your control.
Only patches of you were bruised
my needle and thread can gently mend you.
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4. |
Thoughts
04:16
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I'm scared of these thoughts that are creeping on me
in the back of my mind where no one can see.
Is this a dream? When will I wake?
I turn to the crow of an old rooster cry
watch for the truth when you open your eyes.
There's no disguise, I tell no lies.
Let not your heart be afraid of the unknown.
Embrace this occasion of madness with sorrow.
Switch off the light and dance and in the darkness.
Erase these intrusions of thought not as weakness.
Oh please just shhhhh
Try as I may I just can't get back in
the door shut behind me and left me to sing.
Where are the boundaries? Will they protect me?
A bird in the breeze gifts me wings to take flight
and I fly up above like a plane in the night.
I won't deny, I touch the sky.
Well let not your heart be afraid of the unknown.
Embrace this occasion of madness with sorrow.
Switch off the light and dance and in the darkness.
Erase these intrusions of thought not as weakness.
Oh please just shhhhh and ease you're troubled mind.
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5. |
Cruel Charlie
04:43
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Try, did you try, would you try to be loyal
or were you caught in the mood
Sly, were you sly, did you slide under cover
and chase the dark side of the moon
Wait, did you wait, would you wait for my loving
or was it too long to bare
Think, did you think, oh would you think that betrayal
would have me fall into despair
Oh cruel Charlie, cruel Charlie
did you forget me Charlie
Was I a figment of imagination- tell me Charlie
Cruel Charlie, cruel Charlie- don't twist the story Charlie
it's never easy to appease a heart you've broken Charlie
Charlie, Charlie.
Blue, was it blue, were you blue in the morning
after you woke up alone
Drip, did it drip, drip, drip from the faucet
when you realized that I was gone
Send, did you send, would you send me a message
comprised of dissonant grief
Hope, did you hope, oh was there hope that my forgiveness
would bring you some kind of relief
Oh no well cruel Charlie, cruel Charlie
did you forget me Charlie
Was I a figment of imagination- tell me Charlie
Cruel Charlie, cruel Charlie- don't twist the story Charlie,
it's never easy to appease a heart you've broken Charlie
Charlie, Charlie.
Oh trickery Charlie is never gonna help you, Charlie. No
Oh trickery Charlie stop plucking on my hear strings Charlie. Yeah
Oh Charlie, Charlie why wont' you appease me Charlie
Oh...
Cruel Charlie, cruel Charlie
did you forget me Charlie
Was I a figment of imagination- tell me Charlie!
Cruel Charlie, cruel Charlie- don't twist the story Charlie,
it's never easy to appease a heart you've broken Charlie. (x2)
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6. |
Culture Clash
05:13
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I'm a child of culture clash.
One whole two halves.
I crack the world and spin it all around.
Breaking egg shells.
How I wound up down on the ground
sweeping love and dust into mounds.
Father made me cautious of dreams
but mother gave me time to believe.
I'm a child of culture clash.
One whole two halves.
I crack the world and spin it all around.
Breaking egg shells.
Woman and man divided my kin
had a momentary peak of instinct.
I was born in their renegade storm
that keeps on shaking the ground I stand on.
I'm a child of culture clash.
One whole two halves.
I crack the world and spin it all around.
Breaking egg shells.
I am a child of culture clash
I am a child of culture clash, culture clash
yeah.
I'm a child of culture clash.
One whole two halves.
I crack the world and spin it all around.
Breaking egg shells.
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Pity
05:20
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Picture this, he was so very young.
His eyes were full of confidence
cascading like a sun on everyone.
Proud and loud, but he's a youth that never speaks.
Behind his lazy countenance
was a fear that ran so deep.
We all know, we've seen it before
countless times, deceiving smiles.
Moons and stars all stuck behind bars
between the lines, are we blind?
Pity, pity.
Pity, pity.
Her skin was smooth, ripened like sweet fruit.
She had a patient temperament
but she felt she could not fit inside her shoes.
Marching on, she'd hum a wistful song
badedebababa badabmmm
why do I feel alone? Well-
We all know, we've seen it before
countless times, deceiving smiles.
Moons and stars all stuck behind bars
between the lines, are we blind?
Pity, pity.
Pity, pity.
Who's to blame, who's to blame, who's to blame
crosses on their name, hidden in the shade oh
Who's to blame, who's to blame, who's to blame
crosses on their name, hidden in the shade oh
So hard to see a troubled energy.
Prescriptions written for affliction
won't be a remedy no.
Walls they fall, and crumble around us all
but in the end who'll be friend
to open up their door?
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Estère New Zealand
Both artist and producer, Estère’s carefully crafted songs and unique brand of Electric Blue Witch-Hop, transports listeners to a vivid sonic landscape.
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