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Antidote for no-utopians
04:10
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ANTIDOTE FOR NO-UTOPIANS
Stop crashing
I’m the tree that retains your fall
Stop thinking
I’m the book that reveals your words
Stop drinking
I’m the water purifying your veins
Stop dreaming of …
I’m so serious
All day long
I wipe you away like chalk on a blackboard
And all day long
Your precious thoughts pile up into mud
And all day now
There’s nothing more to look at
Through your empty eyes
All day now
As mute as a mannequin
Calm and subdued
All day long
I wipe you away like chalk on a blackboard
And all day long
Your precious thoughts pile up into mud
All day now
There’s nothing more to look at
Through your empty eyes
All day now
This is now what you’re made of :
A light whisper scattered in the storm
I am on my own
On my own
Stop
Let’s shout
It’s better, as ever
Shout
Stop whispering
Shout
It’s better, as ever
Let’s try it for ourselves
Shout
It’s better, as ever
Shout!
Stop whispering
Shout
It’s better, as ever
Be proud of this glorious day
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2. |
Insomniac
03:41
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INSOMNIAC
You're so fair
Spreading every word
Like a sledgehammer
Over my pillow
You're so cruel
Bells keep ringing
Growing tired of day
Checking on my brain
Checking on my soul
Checking on my body
Famous sleep
There's no end her
Like a stone I lie down bravely
Lonesome for reasons
I'm lost for... Lost for horizons
My thoughts go dim
Where am I ?
For long,
The moon put a hand on my forehead
With caution, 'til I forget the name I bear
She says :
Follow!
Follow me anywhere, further than the morning after sleep
Follow
Follow me anywhere, further than the morning after ghosts.
Say it
Say it everywhere : You turn into the son of the moon
Say it
Say it everywhere : You, mending thanks to me
Over, ever cheating dream in me
There's no way out of the mind
Over, ever skepticism of me
No way out, no way out
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The land of mystery
04:48
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THE LAND OF MYSTERY
This is a land of mystery
This is a ground that swallows the body of saints
Back to back, I whisper : love cannot come here
Where we lie
Blind souls
Cry again
Like a sorry mother
Heads up, have you seen ?
You still don’t sleep
Stand up and bring the dead to life
You don’t care, so let’s try here
While I have your head on my knees, now
You don’t care, so let’s try here
To go up without fear
To go up without tears
This is a land of mystery
This is a ground that swallows the body of saints
Back to back, I whisper : love cannot come here
Stare again
Dream again
Twist your head around
Trust again
Smell again
You must tell what you lack
Cry again
Blind soul
Like a sorry mother
Heads up, have you seen ?
You still don’t sleep !
Stand up and bring the dead to life
Heads up, have you seen ?
You still don’t sleep !
Stand up and bring the dead to life
You don’t care, so let’s try here
While I have your head on my knees, now
You don’t care, so let’s try here
To go up without fear
On your own, over and over and …
Heads up, have you seen ?
You still don’t sleep !
Stand up and bring the dead to life
Cry again
Trust again
Bring our souls back to life
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4. |
Mystical bride
04:53
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MYSTICAL BRIDE
The last time
So I can pray for the last time
Yes I can hope for the last time
I want to pray for life
I try …
The last time
So I can pray for the last time
Yes I can hope for the last time
But I can’t stand up to the lie
Yet I try
I am flying high
White and shy
Mystical tiny bride
So I take a ride
Flying high
White and shy
May I enter your bible ?
I try and get around,
The last time
So I can pray for the last time
Yes I can hope for the last time
I want to pray for life
I try …
The last time
So I can pray for the last time
Yes I can hope for the last time
But I can’t stand up to the lie
Yet I try
So I take a ride
Flying high
White and shy
May I enter your bible ?
I try and get around, get around, get around
Light rays on my smooth veil
What has come over me ?
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5. |
Smiling at the stars
04:09
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SMILING AT THE STARS
White hair as a diamond
Skin wrinkled like a scroll
Everything is cold inside
Surround me with a bandage
But store my heart
Everything is contained inside
It might be
My fine end
I think
It might be
The right way to die
White hair as a diamond
Skin wrinkled like a scroll
Everything is contained inside
You’re crying
I’m smiling, then …
You’re crying
I’m smiling at the stars
It might be
My fine end
I think
It might be
The right way to die
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Crying soul
04:13
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CRYING SOUL
I’m like a stone in a frozen snowfield
Grey face in perfect cold
I’m like a leaf clinging to its tree
How could I be strong ?
Crying soul, daddy, I’m a
Crying soul.
Crying soul, daddy
It’s time, time to tell what’s wrong
I’m like a bear peering from the old door
Aware of an absence
I’m like some black roses waiting for the whiteness
There’s no sense !
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By-K Hauts-de-France, France
Les morceaux de By-K naviguent entre rock électro et post rock, dans une symbiose guitare/machines/voix.
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