1. |
Calling The Force
03:51
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The world
is a wish making machine
Sensitive skin
Listening
Waiting to begin
Reading your thoughts
Calling the force
So be ready for
the elliptical orbit
of an optical dream
Floods rush
Waves heave
And pushes us from
Granulated floors to
Salty skies
they jack and topple
As water meets rock
Everything tumbling
Listening
The world
is a wish making machine
Sensitive skin
Listening
Calling the force
Over and over and over
(lyrics by Paul Emmet)
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2. |
Radiant Child
03:35
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This is a song for the genius child
Sing it softly
for the song is wild
Sing it softly
as ever you can -
and let the song get out of hand
Nobody loves a genius child
Can you love an eagle
Tame or wild?
Can you love an eagle
Wild or tame?
Can you love a monster
of frightening name?
Nobody loves a genius child
Kill him
and let his soul run wild
(lyrics by Langston Hughes)
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3. |
Even Rome
04:59
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All in the way will fade away
I steal time from myself
I feel burning
I feel like a burning firemens station
Shedding light on the Sun
behind the Moon
I give what I have
But it feels like taking
See what am I made of
'will find out
Speaking bodylingual
All in the way will fade away
Back in the days
the wheel wasn't round
and the iron wasn't cast to blades
And the Roman Empire wasn't built in one day
In the end of the day
You'll have your way
Fever and champagne
For all will fade away
All in the way will fade away
Even Rome wasn't built in one day
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4. |
Running
04:40
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I run to your feet
to you who are not waiting for me
like many others
I only see the world before me
and a little bit on the side
my own wide open eyes
I run to your feet
to you who are not waiting for me
I do not know what your face is like
I've never been able to imagine anything
I only see the world before me
and a little bit on the side
my wide open eyes running in front of me
blood on the lashes I see a birch leaf falling
I see a birch leaf falling on a strangers warm cheek
cold waterbullet shoot into a puddle reflecting sand
and the heart whisper of a stranger
a foot step squashes a butterfly
on Rosa Luxemburg Strasse
(lyrics by Taavi Eelmaa)
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5. |
Enter Projector
04:31
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My soul enters the projector as a film.
Sparks as lightning blows a kiss over the jungle of heads
into the back rows where dusk strangles those
who have lost hope
so they can believe in the possibility of miracle.
/ ... /
To then plunge into flames, without leaving a single dollar
or anyone's pleased mug looking at the bank account.
Leaving just the eternal repositioning of atoms and a postcard from my lover
which has been burned
(lyrics by Taavi Eelmaa)
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6. |
Death is Always At Hand
03:21
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You
You can have your time
You
You can spend it on you
Yeah You
You can have your time
Have the time of your life!
You will need your time
To crave your dream
Live your dream
Share your dream
'Cause death is always at hand!
Sleep in your hair
Swim in your blood
See with your eyes and rest
Then switch off the lights
Time to live
to love
It's a car crash sound
when the whole world opens
I mend and I bend
Soon!
All senses in bloom
Fight for your dream
From fake to real
'Cause death is always at hand
Conquer you dream
Nurture your dream
Fight for your dream
Sleep with your dream
'Cause death is always at hand
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7. |
Melody Lane
04:06
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Tour d'ÖÖ Tallinn ..
Taking a ride ..
Rise up and take the ride!
On the Melody Lane
We are all the same
Getting carried away
And the wind is the place
On the Melody Lane
Rise up and take the ride!
Saddle
Chain
Breaks
Valves
Rims
and handle the bar
On the melody lane
Taking the ride
It's an uprise!
Yeah
All bikes, ready, steady and go!
Take the city
Take the roads
Take the streets and go
Take it over
It's an uprise
Take it over and go!
Moving your legs with the groove in your head
Just moving your legs with the groove in your head ..
On the Melody Lane
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8. |
I Am New York
07:09
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New York -
It's what you think it is
But It's not anymore
It's what you think it's not
But it's on
It's the long leg days
No stretch no stress
New York City Transit
Bold-legged trains express
Manhattan bound
Brooklyn bound
Manhattan bound
Brooklyn bound ..
Gold mines, homes
Glass'n'steel thombstones
Plato was wrong
Stand clear of the closing doors
This is New York
Stand clear of the closing doors
I am New York
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9. |
Toonela
04:25
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10. |
Douglas Firs
05:02
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/ ... / "A friend of mine once asked for asylum on aesthetical reasons ..."
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