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Heaven
02:27
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Dreaming about you
you're living in another world
you came to me in airwaves
a wow signal to amaze me
The world is fading out
and all the clocks will stop
the nights will have no end
yeah the world is fading out
There's a distant twinkle
from a cold and lonely star
beaming into the system
we wonder where you are
Hel-hel-hello?
Dreaming about you
you're living in another world
you're living in heaven
heaven
Trappist, Gliese
Proxima Centauri
Where... is heaven?
Where... is heaven?
Where is heaven?
Where is heaven?
Is heaven?
The world is fading out
and all the clocks will stop
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Dance all you want
we're all obsolete.
Some day or any way,
we're all in the dark
we're all in the dark
Robots are on parade
And they come to you
The robots on the program
sing better than this
they sing better than this
The robots sing along
Sing about their future
And they write all their songs
On their computers
on their computers
Dance all you want
we're all obsolete.
Some day or any way,
we're all in the dark
we're all in the dark
Dance all you want
we're all obsolete.
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Alive on a crooked line. Imaginations stretched and belief sketched. Hooked on, but we all will fall down some day or other. Some of us will lie about it. Some will already lie down. Pirouette your way around us, like a nail spinning through our hearts. Out of thin air and into thoughts and back into fog. Uneasily put to ease. Snap your fingers and twist minds. Easily let down. Pierce your soul and let it bleed all over the dusty bones. Easily. Dance off into the morning sun. Shake, rattle and roll. Ache our skin, caress our bodies with frank words and frail syntax; drape us in situationist slogans. Catch the drift as you drift around; out of thin air and into oblivion, you won't make a sound as you fall. The pavement devours you. Your mouth is so dry; you have kissed the curb. Add gloss to our days – it is the nights that you disturb. Leave it all to history, give it no specific memory. The moon howls for you. Our boredom is as firm as rock'n'roll. And it should be tearing me apart. But you are awake. The skyscrapers dream.
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( )
02:55
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Decadent buildings, Filthy facade
Pavements, Blood, Rusty streets
Mute guides, Deaf communion, Loot
Loon, Window dummy, Rock'n'roll stars
Pulp Magazine Movie Actor Messiah
Temptation written on smeared lips
Traces of Creation, Life and Death
Eyeshadow Evolution Errors Evident
Opulence, Sixth sense, Impotence
Empty, Dead Kennedy, Blind stare
Golden tongue, Swaggering conscience
Drug addicts, Hookers, Preachers
Vain and Able, Dishonoured, Disdained,
Arcane and Insatiable
Liquid truth, Beautiful horror
illusion, grace, harmony, acid rain
Fulfill Everything, Deny Existence
Shallowed nothingness, Shape of God
Suffer no ideals, Suffer no meals
Shave, Shampoo, Skin, Soiled
Shatter, Shame, Shock, Shrapnel
Shelter, Sheath, Shroud, Shrink
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Disappear
02:25
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Data and defunction
I can deal with all day
it's the living lives
that disturb me
It's too strange to even comprehend
I can't explain, there's no words to say
inaction has its own will
to breathe and to feel free
Where are you going?
why are you waiting?
where are you going?
why are you waiting?
Stasis is never eternal
the future is always here
roam throughout the now
fill the endless space
I just want to say
I am happy when you are near
because it gives me a chance to
Disappear
disappear
disappear
disappear
Disappear
disappear
disappear
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The Immoderate Past Denmark
A band, but then again not really. Dreamy indie rock with weird ideas and poetic songwriting coupled with a lot of guitars and old drum machines. Science fiction from the future about the past.
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