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Everyday
04:16
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It makes sense dreaming
Wake up, don’t know what you said
Next meal is steaming
What happened to the early day?
Temper is heating
It’s late, calm down, go to bed
No point competing
Lay back, take your time instead
Bad day, good year
Good day, bad year
It’s like running through a carnival
Can’t decide what ride to go on
Time runs fast
It’s running too slow
If you knock an open door
A bell rings
Nightmare is screaming
Wake up, it’s in your head
Big prize is gleaming
Trade it for a string of thread
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2. |
Blind Mice
04:53
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Left all alone out on their own
They'd be a mess but brought together for a day
They'd seem to be fine
Stumbling blindly through a chaos called their lives
Sometimes they're never certain who is still their friend
All their lives someone, something has been sitting on their tails and it's finally time to shake it
I'm inclined to try and help them
Will you help me help them
And bring out the carving knife for the three blind mice
"Bastard!" Cries the first one
"What a fool!" Declares the second
"I can only sympathize"...sighs the third
"We don't deserve this!" wails the first one to the second
Says the third, "I'm feeling sorry for us all
All their lives…
Leave them alone
They’re better on their own, those three together
Give them one more day and they’ll all be fine
Stumbling blindly through the chaos of their lives
And yet they don’t need any one else for a friend
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3. |
Parasite
02:55
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I don't even think you're very nice
Can't even remember the last conversation
Couldn't get much through to you anyhow
Tried time and time again to let it go
Leave you far behind and forget I'd ever met you
So why are you still here? You're a parasite
Been a long time since I saw you last
Bet you thought I loved you just like all our friends did
I forgot them long ago but you're a parasite
I don't want you
And I don't need to see you anymore
I want to see you one more time
And speak my piece of mind
All I'll ever ask for is one good conversation
Don't like you but maybe I love you...Parasite
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4. |
Night After Night
05:31
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Out of bed, out the door
Seems to get harder each time
Start the car, reach the bar
Show must go on and he sighs
Sits at the keys, plays the first tune that comes to his mind
Pass the drinks, pass the time
Ask, he might play it again
That same old song can’t go wrong
Pleases the crowd every time
As he smiles, takes a break and steps outside to ask himself why
Cause night after night as he taps on the keys he’ll be wondering
Each time again
“What the hell am I still doing here?”
He’d be out the door if he had somewhere to go
Shaking hands, taking tips
Goes through the moves every time
Someone might buy him a drink hoping to ease his mind
And it works for a while, he’ll forget for a moment that he does this every day
Maybe the moment has come to move on
But where do you go when there’s no place to run away?
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5. |
Sad Drunk Mad Drunk
03:53
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Sad drunk wanders streets at night
Mad drunk will take clothes off in the rain
The violent drunk might hurt somebody tonight
Mad drunk will make people laugh
Violent drunk might punch a wall
The sad drunk loves a girl but still can't hurt a friend
Violent drunk could end in jail
The sad drunk might just pay his bail
Mad drunks never care, they're having too much fun
Sad sometimes drinks alone
Mad drunk calls you late night on the phone
The violent drunk has somehow suddenly found God
I'll never be the violent one
I've never been quite mad enough
Many times I think I'll be the sad one
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6. |
Come Little Ones
05:57
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It was 30 years before now when a good man died
He’d said that war was over, pointless, work for peace now
I wonder what he’d say today about the world
Back then he was probably right
Take a look now
Come little ones with your guns and your doggies out to play
Run, jump, play every day
Isn’t that the thing you came for?
Don’t leave just yet, you’ll regret
It’s not time to run away
Cause pretty soon
Everyone will decide that they don’t want to be there anymore
You get wrong men to run your countries, they’ll get kicked out
Others take their places, they’ll get thrown out too
Maybe they were right for once and it’s the public who’s dumb
No one will ever be satisfied
It’s just a game to play
Come little ones…
There’s rain along the highway, feeding trees and streams that are running your way
You can keep on running, anywhere you go it’s all the same
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7. |
Mid Day
04:55
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I’m stressed, confused
Worn out, misused
And there’s nowhere to turn
Nothing to learn
Do I stay high as chances fly by?
Or stay in my place?
With a dark look on my face
I’ll invent conversations
With distant relations
Some that won’t ever exist
And we all must resist
Temptation to find exactly the right kind
Of what we should have possessed
That’s probably why half the world is depressed
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Stands to face the brand new day
Blinks his eyes he's on his way
Changing seats to see the view
Not much else that he can do
Just his bag and water on his travels
Searching all the paths and trees for things he's never seen
And probably never will
He says, "I'm going home" (Going home)
He's resting by a mountain stream and the night is sad and lonely
Still he takes the chance to dream of his lady far away
She's sad and lonely
With melancholy smiles for a new day
"Why'd he ever leave at all?"
Little bluebird stares and wonders
And he answers to her call
"It was needed but I'll go back now
Once again the moon gets on its platform
Reading by the campfire drinking
And suddenly it's not so cold outside
But it's cold outside
In the early morning dew
Wills his spirit to renew
When the darkness ends this day
He'll have made it all the way
Cautiously re-entering the city
Thinking how the mountains are much taller
How they're certainly more peaceful
It's peaceful there
Resting by the mountain stream
He had realized what he'd left there
Left the lady in his dreams
Now he's back and in his mind he pictures fondly
His melancholy smiles down by the stream
At night he still will sometimes dream
Of those days when he would wander
Wonders what it is that he would see
If he went back to the stream and looked in the water
He'd see reflected melancholy smiles for a new day
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9. |
Weekend Lullaby
05:26
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Another end of night as the stars fade into light
Ordinary day, go to work without a fight
Patience draining
Attention fading
Tired and bloodshot
Too many eyes are asking “Why can’t I go home?”
Night is almost gone, the alarm goes off at dawn
Each attempt to sleep somehow only draws a yawn
Face the morning
It gives no warning
Tired and bloodshot
Too many eyes are asking “Why can’t I stay home?”
One last kiss before you go to sleep
Eyes shut tight and breathing getting deep
Two more days until the weekend (lullaby)
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10. |
The Bottom of the Sea
02:52
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By Carella R. Keil
how heavy a body must be without it's soul
such a slight thing, the soul
buoying a body up throughout it's life
and yet without it
the body sinks like a rock
to the bottom of the sea.
one could say
how light the soul must feel to finally be free
but we are of this world
and when we saw you
for the last time
on the days we buried you
didn't think of the lightness of the soul
but rather the weight of the body
the density of everything left behind.
how lonely it must be
to be a rock at the bottom of the sea
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11. |
Everynight
10:03
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A speck of light is just a moonbeam
The sun is away, I should have gone to sleep
I’ve been up half the night wandering
I’d lie for hours, stare and fall asleep
Only to wake up in a sweat, heat
And stay up half the night wandering
And every night there’s something else that keeps me thinking
Eyes closed, mind knows it’s time for sleep that’s holding back
At least I’ll get some rest
But I’m progressing nowhere
I hope that light over there is not a sunbeam
That what I’m seeing is in a dream
When I have been up half the night wandering
I cried, I sighed, I laughed and I wondered
And what I saw from then was in a dream
I slept through half the night
Tell me a different story, that’s what dreams are for
At night stars and streets are silent, dream a little more
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12. |
Sounds Like...
02:59
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Avsha Elan Berlin, Germany
US born and Israeli raised, Avsha Elan is a musician, actor, writer and translator perpetually wandering the world, currently based in Europe. Professionally active for over 20 years in recording and live performance, "Rocks at the Bottom of the Sea" (2013), "Madman's Gold (2015), and "Maybe Tomorrow" (2023) are the studio ventures as a solo artist. ... more
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