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Buried Picture 01
01:58
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2. |
December
02:24
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Saturday night
All alone in the kitchen
I keep my eyes on
Hope that i’ll never miss it
You didn’t say I love you but I’ll be fine
I’m in the garden it’s all very different now
December calling my name
Over the sun
The summer we loved
no one else ever been there
(Now)I’ll take you for a ride
It will never be the same
I’ll be your perfect child
And you can go like the seasons
You can go like the seasons
You didn’t say I love you but I’ll be fine
I’m in the garden it’s all very quite now
December over my head
Saying goodbye
I’m worried we’re missing the end
Or missing the time
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3. |
haze
02:33
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״זה הרבה חיפוש,
אני מרגיש שאני בעיקר מחפש.
מה אני מחפש ? זאת כבר שאלה אחרת לגמרי…״
Haze
Come to me
Like a baby
In my sleep
Funny how my days
Leaving notes for quiet song
They know me well
No I
have nothing to do with my time
Cities
Can you tell me
If you see my
Love ?
But don’t be sad
Cause
I colored my hair (in your shower)
I played with your dog (every week)
Smoked with your father (in the backyard )
Painted your wall
I bought you rollerblades (yes I really did )
Before they were gone (like Christmas trees)
I made up a story (out of nothing)
Over the phone
And I went for the movies
To find you there
״כי מה שצריך זה , קצת לנשום״
לא נראה לי שצריך הרבה יותר מזה…
ו.. לנשום זה דבר פשוט בעצם לא ? ״
Haze
come to me
like a flower
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4. |
Moonlight Mercy
04:04
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Little red dots
In a straight line
And the wall came down
Maybe i wouldn’t have to see you falling
She just left before her memory dies with you
So afraid
I don’t care if your house is burning
I don’t care, you were lying from the start
Don’t cry for moon-light mercy
Don’t waste my time
Mama said i look like a fool singing
For rain
The voice in my head
Man I wish you’ll never
Die in my hands
Holding my intentions
Down on the floor
Everyone is preying
The bird in the clock
Singing on your birthday
I don’t need anyone else
When I care about you
I don’t need anyone else
When I care about you
I don’t need anyone else
If I care about you
I don’t need anyone else
When I care about you
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5. |
Postcardtospain
03:27
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From my old town
On a postcard to Spain
In a picture
With a spiritual flame
Time
Got a piece of me
I walked down to see you again
On the way to the valley
At night i came back to the city
Giving birth to a memory
That I’ll never be
I’m not the words I’m saying
It’s only pretending
To see what you see
Take it easy your’e the first in the line
Dreamer dreamer of American crime
I saw you making faces or I’m loosing my mind
Time
Got a piece of you
I walked down to see you again
On the way to the valley
Save me
Save me a bottle of wine
For the long way
At night I came back to the city
Giving birth to a memory
That one day I’ll be
I’m not the bullshit I’m selling
It’s only for saving
My cards till end
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6. |
bOY
02:40
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instrumental
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7. |
Came Running
02:47
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Holding my faith
For the first time
We let our bodies in
Through your tiny window
Your bedroom changed the color
ashtrays on the floor
And they all came running
One night after the storm
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Our baby made a fire
Glasses on the floor
How it all feels so endless
One night after you go
And they all came running
One night after the storm
One night after the storm
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8. |
SATAN
03:16
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Don't watch yourself, watch the movie
This only happens for a little while
Because Satan is waiting
Satan is waiting with Halloween candy
All of the best parts make you sorry
All of the worst parts make you strong
And Satan is waiting
Satan is waiting with Halloween candy
One long disciplined life and at the end
I'm taking my shoes off and jumping on in
One invitation, one bite-sized bar
Would you like to come swimming in a big lake of fire?
One long disciplined life and at the end
I'm taking my shoes off and jumping on in
Satan is waiting
Satan is waiting
Satan is waiting
Satan is waiting
Satan is waiting
Satan is waiting
Don't watch yourself, watch the movie
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9. |
Buried Picture 02
02:38
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She dreams of the desert
She sleep in a tiny house
Did I ever meet her ?
underneath
The precious light
Eyes my boy
What you’ve found
Is it getting better ?
She flows for the rivers
She cries when the sun goes down
Did I ever see her ?
Underneath
For miles and miles
Hoo my lord
What we’ve done
Buried picture for a different time
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Liush Berlin, Germany
Hey ! Welcome to the inside of my mind
I’m Liush.
I make Dreamy Folk, sometimes with words, sometimes without.
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