1. |
Circles
04:48
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A quarter-century – that's a lifetime
He had just opened his eyes
Oblivious to the world
That is spinning round and round...
Meanwhile on the other side
She was dealing with the pain
Of her dreams cut short
Right as her hike began
It would take a lifetime
For her to come full circle
– it only took a lighter to drop,
A few pints and whatnot...
He'll never know
That she has come full circle
No, he'll never know
That she has come full circle
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2. |
Souls
06:38
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Oh the brave souls
How they're going again down memory lane
I have lost 'em all
They're forgotten, I've thrown them all away
All I remember is the eerie light
Of the streetlamps on the frozen road
And the crocodile tears running down his cheeks
Looking counterfeit on his ephelides
Oh the brave souls
How they're going again down memory lane
I have lost 'em all
They're forgotten, I've thrown them all away
In a move of willing suspension of belief
Serendipity at work, I found the way to
Get a clear view, repress the fear
Confront the enemy, re-humanize me
Oh the brave souls
How they're going again down memory lane
I have lost 'em all
They're forgotten, I've thrown them all away
I also remember well that despite my outfit
I did not ask for it
Body pressed against the floor
I asked for nothing at all
Oh the brave souls
How they're going again down memory lane
I have lost 'em all
They're forgotten
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3. |
Easter
04:57
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You've lost your way
– have you ever known it?
I doubt it is the case
If you will may my footsteps show the way
You've gone too far
I'll at ease, choking
On dead-end souvenirs
Will you please, please, please step away from these
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4. |
A Little Homicide
04:00
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This cacophony – it's killing me inside
This labyrinth – a little homicide
You cannot see it
But it's there
Sometimes for a split
Second, tears
Apart the loneliness
I'm never on my own
Now you hear me, now you don't
Where is your philanthropy
When you cannot get rid of me?
I am the tattoo in your ear
Do I make myself clear?
This cacophony – it's killing me inside
This labyrinth – a little homicide
Du hälst mich fern, ich halt' dich fest
In deinem Ohr bau' ich mein Nest
The ringing is
My sovereign
It proudly wears
A crown of pain,
Devours the silence
Then leaves an empty shell
This cacophony – it's killing me inside
This labyrinth – a little homicide
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5. |
You May Say
04:05
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You may say the ticking we hear is the body clock
You may say we don't know what we want
You may say we'll change our mind for the right one
You may say our time is running out
You may say – You may say all that
You may say – We won't listen to one more word from you
You may say that you feel sorry for us
You may say we're not ready yet
You may say there must be something wrong
You may say one day we will regret
You may say there's no way we can understand
– but maybe we don't want to?
You may say – You may say all that
You may say – We won't listen to one more word from you
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The People Underground Liège, Belgium
The People Underground are a duo based in Liège, Belgium.
They have been playing together since
2018, sharing a mutual love for Massive Attack and Nine Inch Nails.
When they want to be really presumptuous, they like to describe their sound as "John Carpenter meets Cocteau Twins" – which is pretentious indeed, and yet somehow appropriate.
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