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Water Snakes
03:08
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Drowned by the sweet reflection of your smile
Catching my breathe underneath the wave
I wish you were here, sleepy hidden in the deep maze
Whispering your call
Those faces
In my head
Looked like water snakes
But I can’t even try
You shine and light so bright in the haze
Down
All covered in gold
All covered in gold
All covered in gold
I missed a thought in the flow
Deep down the radiance of an eye wide open
Stunned by the taste of their undulating shapes
Through the glowing shadow of an extended hand
Those faces
In my head
Looked like water snakes
But I can’t even try
You shine and light so bright in the haze
Down
All covered in gold
All covered in gold
All covered in gold
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2. |
Cross the Lines
03:33
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I miss the time when we got the fire
I want to let it out
When every moment was not a decision to make
We were kids, we were kings
I know I’m not a perfect creature
I know that you think I’ve made wrong decisions
You’d better live your life as a revolution
Turn up the lights, It’s like an addiction
It’s like an addiction
When we cross the lines
I’m not the only one, I forgive you
You picked up a man, then you realized
That every moment was not a decision to make
We were kids, you were my queen
I know I’m not a perfect creature
I know that you think I’ve made wrong decisions
You’d better live your life as a revolution
Turn up the lights, It’s like an addiction
It’s like an addiction
When we cross the lines
We felt like stones
We fell down
We feel like stones
Come on
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3. |
Night Call
03:41
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You lose yourself, you let me down
Another day begins
She doesn’t see the real man
Never thought of the real man
The night is calling me
I’m not afraid to feel your rage
I wanna fall into your arms
I grew up on melancholy side
I wanna fall into, into the lights
It feels good tonight
She doesn’t see the real man, never thought of the real man
The day won’t be the same anymore
I’m not afraid to feel your rage
I wanna fall into your arms
I grew up on melancholy side
You lose yourself, you let me down
Another day begins
She doesn’t see the real man
Never thought of the real man
The night is calling me
I wanna fall into, into your eyes
It feels good tonight
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4. |
Prodigal Son
04:42
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I saw a sunny, shiny season
I’m back to life and it feels like home
Through deep water, I’ve wondered why
I’m back to life, and it feels like home
The door is now open
I don’t even know what went wrong
From the last rejection
You’ve been trying not to be a ghost
It’s too late to aim for the sun
Until the end, I’ll be the prodigal son
Someday I’ll feel like, I’m not alone
Someday I’ll feel like, I’m just a soul
But I want more
Today is the day
I will call you back
Enough is enough
I just want to be
Surrounded by some roses
Friendly faces
The door is now open
I don’t even know what went wrong
From the last rejection
You’ve been trying not to be a ghost
It’s too late to aim for the sun
Until the end, I’ll be the prodigal son
Until the end, I’ll be the prodigal son
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5. |
The Day is Pale
07:27
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I saw the end of the fire birds
Promises
Like a plane on fire
Falling down
My lips knew the taste of lust
Disillusions
I wanna be young for one more second
Be with us
The day is pale
The day is
The day is pale
The day is
I’ve lost, many of my friends
During a Sunday afternoon
I’ve lost, all of the memories
That we created
Under the window, his bright face
On a spring day
His smile became, an eternal regret for me
The day is pale
The day is
The day is pale
The day is
Time has stopped
Since you live into your castle on space
But I
I tried
I tried to be a million times
The one that I use to be
But lies won’t give me enough time
Then I write a song to let them know
Never let down, let it go
Something is still waiting
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The Harts Industry Auxerre, France
Enfants des 90’s, nous passions notre temps libre dans une piaule mal éclairée où régnaient l’opacité de nos fumées de clopes et le bourdonnement des lampes bouillantes. Nous sommes les naufragés d’une décennie où l’an 2000 et ses promesses devenaient un rendez-vous. De nos espoirs noyés dans les flots du web, de nos aspirations ensevelies sous les smartphones, sont nées la mélancolie et la rage. ... more
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