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Papillon
05:05
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Life as wind is blowing gales
I find it hard to keep my stride.
Life as rain is cats and dogs
been spending all my time inside.
Life as fire is heating up
been searching for a place to hide.
Life as love is breaking up
and missing them beside.
Butterfly.
Tonight you have a new name.
Life as love is waking up
and wishing you could sleep again.
Life as life is passing by
lost in translation.
If we can make it to the winter
If we can make it through the storm
I promise to ...
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2. |
Gift
04:27
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A sunset walk in the rain
Your long white dress all the same
I will and I say and I say
There’s not a thing to my name
And I work hard all the same
You wait and you wait
And still you’re here with me
And this is my gift to you.
We’ve been through all the wars
And raided all the stores
Of patience (I drained you)
I never made it easy I know
If I were you I would go
This was never the fairytale picture you hoped for.
And still you’re here with me
And this is my gift to you.
There’s something I’ve been losing a long time.
And something I’ve been hoping to find.
And everyday I hope in my own way.
Everyday I pray in my own way
Everyday I cry in my own way
Everyday I die in my own way
And everyday I love in my own way.
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3. |
Egypt
03:23
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I went outside to go inside
Will it coincide with the mood?
I went backwards to move on.
And then it hits you like fire
And then it hits you like rain
And then it hits you like bad news
And then it hits you again and again.
And then it hits you like lightning striking
Again and ...
Spirit Level
Went out the window cursed
I fell out and landed first
On the moon where she smiled
She said I want you all by myself.
I told you I ain’t saying much
Been run out by umpires who
Want you all by yourself.
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4. |
Spirit Level
02:05
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Went out the window cursed
I fell out and landed first
On the moon where she smiled
She said I want you all by myself.
I told you I ain’t saying much
Been run out by umpires who
Want you all by yourself.
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5. |
Know
04:49
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Chemical / miracle / turn away
Guardian angel / run away
In a state / hallucinate / wither away
Sci-fi / who am I / what are they
I don’t know what to say now.
(Something in the corridors / something in the long grass / something underneath rugs / hidden under floorboards / wipe away the tracks)
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6. |
Sensei Sean
01:39
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Instrumental
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7. |
Lost Souls
03:33
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We’d never met before
We’ll never meet again
[The years between were like an evening]
So I’ll see you on a Friday morning
A cup of coffee a kiss good bye
And if you’d been where I have been
You’d know the twin in everything
And if you’d seen what I’ve laid my eyes on
Behind the horizon
Behind the eyes
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8. |
Poles
04:19
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The mountain said to the stream
You can’t see what I see
The stream said to the mountain
You ain’t been where I been
And the ocean said to the pair
Do you know how deep I can go
The mountain said to the sea
You ain’t as high I can get
I been as high as the clouds go
As high as Tibet
The oceans laughed when she said
I can swallow you whole
I’m in the middle
Always in the middle
Forever in between two poles
Ever since I was a child
They’ve asked me when will you go home
And it took all my strength to find
I better make one of my own
But I still hear the desert cry
Don’t forget how to walk on water
The green fields of Glastonbury
Say don’t listen to the fools
Your roots beside the willow tree
Are tangled up beneath the woods
But I still hear the desert cry
Don’t forget how to breathe the sun.
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9. |
Ballad
04:43
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Will you love me as I am
With the warts and all
And the crooked/yellow smile
With the PTSD
And the half crazy
With the Houdini
And the never home.
Will you love me as I am
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10. |
Maps
05:11
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Can’t find my way for all the maps I’m in
All the mess I’m in
Am I too masculine
Do I need mescaline
Or special K fuck the ketamine
I need to roll with better men
Spiralling. The black dogs are frightening
Looking in the mirror when your fucked up’s enlightening
I’m fighting in my dreams with my demons
Ain’t nothing what it seems
My hearings fucking with me
I see illusionary images
Ancient villages. Nightmare synergies.
Coded messages
Getting cosy with the third kind
Cyclopes opening my thirds eye
An alien took me to the birds eye
And threw me back down to the earth, I
Remember all I wanted was some Billabongs
O’Neils and Animals, four wheels and tramadol
We used to billabong out of coke bottles
We never gave a fuck about role models
We lived our own movie and we wrote novels
And used to dig deep like some old fossils
But now I can’t find my way for all the maps I’m in
All the mess I’m in
Am I too masculine
Do I need mescaline
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Knomad Spock Cardiff, UK
Knomad Spock is an enigmatic mixed-race British-Somali poet, rapper and new folk singer-songwriter, who explores musical genres as extended analogies for his own multiethnic heritage. He is rooted as much in the northern working class that raised him, as in the Somali nomadic traditions of his inheritance. ... more
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