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Lucky bastard
04:16
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"Lucky bastard"
I have to say, I must confess
how incredibly lucky bastard
I really am
Ain't a shame but it feels like one
that I'm living in a world of pillows in the sun
no cold breaks into room of mine
there's a an easy way things pass around
So how can it be
that I feel so alone
how can it be
that I'm on my own
My land in state of peace
people free, people see that
our wealth is in our hands
so why can't I afford to say that
Union opens doors for adventures believers
We are living in a world of open borders
is it really so?
So how can it be
that I feel so alone
how can it be
that I'm on my own
How can it be that I feel so alone
behind the curtain where the spirit falls
How is it so, that having everything I need
I am on my own
I'm walking on these empty streets
Echoes wandering in
Shadows passing on the wall
We all have been here before
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Secret place
04:59
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"Secret place"
I need to scream to release myself outside
Spirit lying below ashes for much too long
Let me rise if I still have a strength
I've been fed with tricky lies, fake paradise
So that I forgot whom I really am
Light a torch and blow the fire
It will clean the way they made me think does not exist
I've got just enough will
To create and proudly live my life
I do believe in spirit in my brain
But I can't believe in promise land being answer to my doubts
Get me from this rusty trap where I have lately found
I will manage to find this strength while diving into most secret place
you are as you can
be as you want
to be unlimited
by false notion
that it's up to
you can paint your-
self aware may
find it's better...
... to believe in spirit...
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3. |
Twisted little lives
05:03
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"Twisted little lives"
When will we realize?
That we miss each other
Shame fills air between our eyes
Misleading signs stare
When will we understand
What we need and who we are
Are we too sophisticated
Twisted little lives?
Is it too much to do?
Just to say out loud
What is on your mind
What is on my mind
Why can't I let you in
What's standing in the way
I'd wish but when you're getting close
Something knocks me off
We're afraid to call ourselves
Helpless and alone
But when the groundwork of our homes is drown
We desperately look for each other care
Is it too much to do?
Just to say out loud
What is on your mind
What is on my mind
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Where's the spot for us
03:45
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"Where's the spot for us"
Should I stretch my fingers
Should I leave where I am lying now
on the couch welded long time ago
Every step meets resistance
Something that is hard to bare
I was born in the wrong age of the world
Dial way of communication
Seems to resolve the strife
Everything under control
But the hunger for facilitating never dies
Never dries
My mind is filled with tags
Motivation run by pop-up ads
Whole world at one button
Where's the spot for us
Inner gap filled by personal filters
Trash won't enter (along with a choice)
Whole world at one button
Sell us what you got
Everyday routine maintain regime
Repeats everything
in this illusionary dream
We're making plans for tomorrow
Forgetting about today
today is just another day
Where is my motivation
Where's the captain of this ship?
Where is my motivation
Where's the captain of this ship?
Sell the purpose of my dream
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Fantasmagorian
05:17
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"Fantasmagorian"
You’re just sitting doing nothing, tell me are you dead inside?
Life has drunk all your juices, tell me are you dead inside?
Your inner lack of motivation is this reason why you’re stuck?
You feel disgust to place and time and there’ s no script you may apply
to find your way
And you don’t seek for guilt cause you can’t see that something’s missing
So you last in this inertia your home but something hits you
It could be anyone – anyone of us
Living lie instead of life – wasting precious time
Wake up throw of your fear – burn your boundaries
Walk the bridge above a dark – to the bravest side
Slaves – creep – down – to the core
Free – brave – fly above
The sun is rising on the new horizon throwing light at those who try
You get up fast and run outside, so much time has passed you by
And now you seek for yourself cause now you know that something’s missing
And you escape from this inertia where, where no one sees you
It could be anyone – anyone of us
Living lie instead of life – wasting precious time
Wake up throw of your fear – burn your boundaries
Walk the bridge above a dark – to the bravest side
Slaves – creep – down – to the core
Free – brave – fly above
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Gone for a second
03:57
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"Gone for a second"
Talk to me through that glass
Tell me how it is behind
Is this world just as I dreamt
Or maybe it's like nothing else
I was gone
Gone
For a second I was gone
Million years outside the world
Is it wrong
Wrong
That I left my body all alone
And flew to a fictive zone
Look at me through your mask
Maybe I'll discover more
In this life we run and hide
You're afraid to share your thoughts
I was gone
Gone
For a second I was gone
Million years outside the world
Is it wrong
Wrong
That I left my body all alone
And flew to a fictive zone
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Echoe Wrocław, Poland
Echoe it's a progressive-rock/funk band from Wroclaw, Poland, formed in 2008. In 2010 Echoe has recorded debut album and in 2012 published it in the internet. The album has recieved a lot of very positive reviews in the wide range of music websites and magazines. In 2012 Echoe supported legendary The Flower Kings in Warsaw and Polish rock icons Dżem and TSA in Wroclaw. ... more
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