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Springtime
03:34
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SPRINGTIME
It’s a spring day but these streets are empty
I can hear the sound of my footsteps
The world goes on, showing no empathy
it’s a bright day like any other
It’s a spring day baby
These are strange times honey
Thoughts go insane, it’s still a spring day
And it’s so strange to hear no sound
There’s a weird suspicion in your eyes
Have you heard the news?
The cats are alive and running free
Walking on this sunny day is not wise
It’s a spring day baby
These are strange times honey
Thoughts go insane, it’s still a spring day
A revelation hits you like a blow
There’s no truth to deny
The fortune teller mumbles nonsense
Seeking a response in the sky
It’s a silent day
A sudden buzz above us
Flying at a distance an onlooker stares and cries
While the world seems to be stuck right now
It’s not a day like any other
It’s a spring day baby
These are strange times honey
Thoughts go insane, it’s still a spring day
A revelation hits you like a blow
There’s no truth to deny
The world goes on with no worries
Revolving under the sky
It’s a spring day but these streets are empty
It’s a bright day like any other
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2. |
Evening Sun
03:51
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EVENING SUN
Every time I drive along the busy road
Thinking of the time left to reach home
Every time I drive along the busy road
Thinking of the time left to reach home
I see you right there, the evening sun
Before you set, before it's dark
I'm staring at you, suspended in time
Before you set, before it's dark
I drive in the evening sun
I walk in the evening sun
You soothe my soul and free up my mind
Alone with you, melancholy sun
Staring at you, suspended in time
You soothe my soul and free up my mind
(You soothe my soul and free up my mind I drive in the evening sun
Alone with you, melancholy sun
Staring at you, suspended in time I walk in the evening sun
You soothe my soul and free up my mind)
When I walk alone along the empty street
No one else but you right there I meet
When I walk alone along the empty street
No one else but you right there I meet
I see you right there, suspended in time
You, vanishing, turn off your light
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3. |
Black&Violet
03:04
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BLACK&VIOLET
Black is the colour, running black
Blurred old spirit in the foggy night
Coming back after twenty years
Waking up old memories
Song lines stuck in my head
Picking up stones for each man gone
All around those falling trees
Screaming out old memories
Ooohhh, yeah, when it rains, oooh, the paranoia's gone
Ooohhh, and ashes fly, oooh, from the dying fire
And when it rains
The paranoia's gone
I hope it rains
Ooohhh, yeah, when it rains, oooh, the paranoia's gone
Ooohhh, and ashes fly, oooh, from the dying fire
Blurred spirit coming back
Screaming out memories
Turning everything black
Fading into violet
Ooohhh, yeah, when it rains, oooh, the paranoia's gone
Ooohhh, and ashes fly, oooh, from the dying fire
Twenty-one was the perfect age
When everything was black
Then faded into violet
Like the light after the rain
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4. |
She Was
02:59
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SHE WAS
Sundays all alone
Waiting for a sign to show
Good girl when at school
Good at nothing when at home
She was the one with the green eyes
She was the one with the green eyes
She wanted to get out
Of the maze in her mind
Always good and mild
With a rebel spark inside
She was the one with the green eyes
She was the one with the green eyes
She wanted to do things her own way
Tired of old scars and wrong places
Wanted to do it her way
Wanted to do it her way
Wanted to do it just her way
When she took the flight
To explore the world outside
Looking out the window
Watching rivers from above
She was the one with the green eyes
She was the one with the green eyes
Getting lost in town
Disappearing in the crowd
Walking by the ocean
As if spellbound by the waves
She was the one with the green eyes
She was the one with the green eyes
She wanted to do things her own way
Wanted to manage things at her pace
Wanted to do it her way
Wanted to do it her way
Wanted to do it just her way
She wanted to do things her own way
Wanted to manage things at her pace
Wanted to do it her way
Wanted to do it her way
Wanted to do it just her way
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5. |
Soft Machine
03:31
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SOFT MACHINE
Use, create, reduce
Don't drive, try to escape
Travelling's good, pollution is worse
But streets are not safe
You scream out to the world
Everything you do has an impact, they say
You scream out to the world
Everything you do has an impact, they say
Aahhh
We are ground in a soft machine
Trying hard to escape from its grip
We are blinded by a soft machine
Trying hard to escape from its grip
You sat on the floor
You thought too much, you were going insane
All the news you read this morning
Was increasing your pain
Don't think, just save your brain
Everything you know is wrong they say
Don't think, just save your brain
Everything you know is wrong they say
Aahhh
We are ground in a soft machine
Trying hard to escape from its grip
We are drowning in a soft machine
Trying hard to escape from its grip
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B-Side|Oceans Sardinia, Italy
Sardinia-based indie/alt-rock band | unreleased noise | since 2016
B-Side|Oceans are:
Alessandra
Taietti, lead vocals
Gabriele Asunis, drums and backing vocals
Ignazio Urraci, guitars
Mario Bandel, bass and backing vocals
... more
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