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05.02.2015 um 16:43 hIncubus - Anna Molly
A cloud hangs over this city by the sea
I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be
Out there and sober as well from loneliness
Please do persist girl, it's time we met and made a mess
I picture your face at the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize
Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly
A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness
A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress
Wish you were here, I'm a wounded satellite
I need you now, put me back together, make me right
I picture your face at the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize
Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly
I'm calling your name up into the air
Not one of the others could ever compare
Anna Molly, Anna Molly
Wait there is a light there is a fire
Illuminated attic fate
Or something better, I could care less
Just stay with me a while
Wait there is a light there is a fire
De-fragmenting the attic fate
Or something better, I could care less
Just stay with me a while
I picture your face at the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize
Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly
I'm calling your name up into the air
Not one of the others could ever compare
Anna Molly, Anna Molly
Anna Molly
Anna Molly
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A cloud hangs over this city by the sea
I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be
Out there and sober as well from loneliness
Please do persist girl, it's time we met and made a mess
I picture your face at the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize
Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly
A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness
A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress
Wish you were here, I'm a wounded satellite
I need you now, put me back together, make me right
I picture your face at the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize
Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly
I'm calling your name up into the air
Not one of the others could ever compare
Anna Molly, Anna Molly
Wait there is a light there is a fire
Illuminated attic fate
Or something better, I could care less
Just stay with me a while
Wait there is a light there is a fire
De-fragmenting the attic fate
Or something better, I could care less
Just stay with me a while
I picture your face at the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize
Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly
I'm calling your name up into the air
Not one of the others could ever compare
Anna Molly, Anna Molly
Anna Molly
Anna Molly
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05.02.2015 um 16:41 hThe Cure - The Last Day of Summer
Nothing I am, nothing I dream
Nothing is new
Nothing I think or believe in or say
Nothing is true
Used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy
But the last day of summer
Never felt so cold
The last day of summer
Never felt so old
All that I have, all that I hold
All that is wrong
All that I feel for or trust in or love
All that is gone
Used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy
But the last day of summer
Never felt so cold
The last day of summer
Never felt so old
The last day of summer
Never felt so cold
Never felt so
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Nothing I am, nothing I dream
Nothing is new
Nothing I think or believe in or say
Nothing is true
Used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy
But the last day of summer
Never felt so cold
The last day of summer
Never felt so old
All that I have, all that I hold
All that is wrong
All that I feel for or trust in or love
All that is gone
Used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy
But the last day of summer
Never felt so cold
The last day of summer
Never felt so old
The last day of summer
Never felt so cold
Never felt so
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05.02.2015 um 16:38 hThe Cure - To Wish Impossible Things
Einer meiner Lieblingssongs von Cure. Bei den Geigen bekomme ich Gänsehaut.
remember how it used to be
when the sun would fill up the sky
remember how we used to feel
those days would never end
those days would never end
remember how it used to be
when the stars would fill the sky
remember how we used to dream
those nights would never end
those nights would never end
it was the sweetness of your skin
it was the hope of all we might have been
that fills me with the hope to wish
impossible things
but now the sun shines cold
and all the sky is grey
the stars are dimmed by clouds and tears
and all i wish
is gone away
all i wish
is gone away
all i wish
is gone away
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Einer meiner Lieblingssongs von Cure. Bei den Geigen bekomme ich Gänsehaut.
remember how it used to be
when the sun would fill up the sky
remember how we used to feel
those days would never end
those days would never end
remember how it used to be
when the stars would fill the sky
remember how we used to dream
those nights would never end
those nights would never end
it was the sweetness of your skin
it was the hope of all we might have been
that fills me with the hope to wish
impossible things
but now the sun shines cold
and all the sky is grey
the stars are dimmed by clouds and tears
and all i wish
is gone away
all i wish
is gone away
all i wish
is gone away
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05.02.2015 um 11:14 hNew Model Army - Higher Wall
We're out here on the borders with our favourite few possessions
Traded stories whispered round the fire
As shadows in the searchlights, mugshots in the files
Waiting in the camps behind the wire
Kick the door until it opens, what you have you cannot hold
We are young, forever hungry, you are fat and growing old
Still every day you try to build a higher wall
We pick the leaves of coca, we stack the crates of cola
We wait upon the tables where you dine
And learn from you not to accept the little that we're given
To take the piece of silver where we can
Now clutching at these papers in another office line
We're staring from the darkness up at windows filled with light
And every day you try to build a higher wall
In my town we used to pray to idols sent from far away
From out beyond the dusty days, we heard your voices call
And in your town the streets are cleaned
The order stands, the sirens scream
You talk of peace, vacation dreams - and reinforce the wall
Now in the queues at immigration, in the border zone
We are your bastard children, all coming home
And every day you try to build a higher wall
Every day you try to build a higher wall
But your money cannot stop us
And you violence cannot stop us
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We're out here on the borders with our favourite few possessions
Traded stories whispered round the fire
As shadows in the searchlights, mugshots in the files
Waiting in the camps behind the wire
Kick the door until it opens, what you have you cannot hold
We are young, forever hungry, you are fat and growing old
Still every day you try to build a higher wall
We pick the leaves of coca, we stack the crates of cola
We wait upon the tables where you dine
And learn from you not to accept the little that we're given
To take the piece of silver where we can
Now clutching at these papers in another office line
We're staring from the darkness up at windows filled with light
And every day you try to build a higher wall
In my town we used to pray to idols sent from far away
From out beyond the dusty days, we heard your voices call
And in your town the streets are cleaned
The order stands, the sirens scream
You talk of peace, vacation dreams - and reinforce the wall
Now in the queues at immigration, in the border zone
We are your bastard children, all coming home
And every day you try to build a higher wall
Every day you try to build a higher wall
But your money cannot stop us
And you violence cannot stop us
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05.02.2015 um 11:10 hNew Model Army - Wonderful Way To Go
The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon,
out on the steps beneath my hotel room.
Was in the woods behind this little town
we went flying up through the silhouette trees,
then crashing down. Colours brighter than I've ever seen,
More wired than I've ever been - and the faces turn to stone . . .
On through the gates again - what a wonderful way to go . . .
What a wonderful way to go.
Tell me your story, tell me no lies;
we touch each other - but only with our eyes.
Some kind of game, to play with desire;
it's just beneath the skin that I'm alive.
Colours brighter than I've ever seen - more wired than I've ever been
And the faces turn to stone - on through the gates again;
what a wonderful way to go - what a wonderful way to go.
Tonight the moon, she lays a silver path across the blackened sea,
I'm swimming out against the tide, the waves are breaking over me;
and deep beneath the waters in the darkness I can hear her
as she calls for me to come. . .
The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon;
some day coming - some day soon
Onto his shoulder, to carry me home;
flying up through the silhouette trees and we'll be gone
Colours brighter than I've ever seen - more wired than I've ever been;
And all the faces turn to stone - on through the gates again . . .
What a wonderful way to go - what a wonderful way to go . . .
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The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon,
out on the steps beneath my hotel room.
Was in the woods behind this little town
we went flying up through the silhouette trees,
then crashing down. Colours brighter than I've ever seen,
More wired than I've ever been - and the faces turn to stone . . .
On through the gates again - what a wonderful way to go . . .
What a wonderful way to go.
Tell me your story, tell me no lies;
we touch each other - but only with our eyes.
Some kind of game, to play with desire;
it's just beneath the skin that I'm alive.
Colours brighter than I've ever seen - more wired than I've ever been
And the faces turn to stone - on through the gates again;
what a wonderful way to go - what a wonderful way to go.
Tonight the moon, she lays a silver path across the blackened sea,
I'm swimming out against the tide, the waves are breaking over me;
and deep beneath the waters in the darkness I can hear her
as she calls for me to come. . .
The wolf he howls, howls up at the moon;
some day coming - some day soon
Onto his shoulder, to carry me home;
flying up through the silhouette trees and we'll be gone
Colours brighter than I've ever seen - more wired than I've ever been;
And all the faces turn to stone - on through the gates again . . .
What a wonderful way to go - what a wonderful way to go . . .
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05.02.2015 um 11:09 hNew Model Army - Seven Times
There are lines of hills around us
I’m back in my father’s land
Billowing clouds and the lazy old wind blows
Bringing the turning and all of the change
Seven times sun, seven times rain
It’s been too long since I walked with you
Through the woods and the city streets
When I feel you running through my veins
I have no fear of what is to come
Seven times rain, seven times sun
We are what the gods have made us
We can go consenting through the world
We can watch our children growing away
Into the people that they’ll become
Seven times rain, seven times sun
I have a friend on the other side
We smile across the wire
But we never could decide on
Who was to be Abel and who was Cain
Seven times sun, seven times rain
And I’m OK up here flying
I just don’t know where to land
It took me nearly a lifetime to understand
The world has no anchor and no chains
Just seven times sun, seven times rain
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There are lines of hills around us
I’m back in my father’s land
Billowing clouds and the lazy old wind blows
Bringing the turning and all of the change
Seven times sun, seven times rain
It’s been too long since I walked with you
Through the woods and the city streets
When I feel you running through my veins
I have no fear of what is to come
Seven times rain, seven times sun
We are what the gods have made us
We can go consenting through the world
We can watch our children growing away
Into the people that they’ll become
Seven times rain, seven times sun
I have a friend on the other side
We smile across the wire
But we never could decide on
Who was to be Abel and who was Cain
Seven times sun, seven times rain
And I’m OK up here flying
I just don’t know where to land
It took me nearly a lifetime to understand
The world has no anchor and no chains
Just seven times sun, seven times rain
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05.02.2015 um 11:07 hNew Model Army - Qasr El Nil Bridge
Come, tell me, Ibrahim, about this day that you’ll remember
Tell the story over to be sure it really happened
How you gathered in a circle to protect your kneeling brothers
Amid the howling of the sirens and the stutter of the gunfire
Ahmed shaking hands coming late into the Square
Clean clothes and looking good for the People’s Revolution
For you cannot choose a time you may be chosen for a martyr
Pushing through the soldiers, smile as wide as ever
And at night on the great river the party boats pass
And the music and lights float away in the darkness
We’re sailing with only the sound of our voices and the water
And the man pulls on his cigarette and pulls the boat round
And we all fall forward, tumbling and laughing
And the bright-eyed boy watches his father
Listening and feeling and learning to read the wind
250 miles south-west and into the Sahara
The white stone figures tower away to the horizon
I’m like a pawn in a chess game gazing up in fear
For in these great games of power, they sacrifice their children
And in the black velvet night, we built our little fire
And watched the desert foxes daring to come closer
Our broken conversations eaten by the silence
Just the crackle of the flames and a billion stars above us
And they tell me god is great but this I’ve never doubted
We each find wonder in the sky and the mountains
In the waves of people gathered and waiting
Listening and feeling and learning to read the wind
Lazy flies, sugar sweet teas
Winter chill, flame-fire trees
The great eucalyptus watching and waving
As the crowds come now from every direction
They tell me god is great but this I’ve never doubted
We each find wonder in the sky and in the mountains
In the hot scalding winds that will come from the desert
Hot enough for drying all the blood that has fallen
And at night on the great river the party boats pass
And the music and lights float away in the darkness
We’re sailing with only the sound of our voices and the water
And the man pulls on his cigarette and pulls us around
And we all fall forward, tumbling and laughing
And the bright-eyed boy watches his father
Listening and feeling and learning to read the wind
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Come, tell me, Ibrahim, about this day that you’ll remember
Tell the story over to be sure it really happened
How you gathered in a circle to protect your kneeling brothers
Amid the howling of the sirens and the stutter of the gunfire
Ahmed shaking hands coming late into the Square
Clean clothes and looking good for the People’s Revolution
For you cannot choose a time you may be chosen for a martyr
Pushing through the soldiers, smile as wide as ever
And at night on the great river the party boats pass
And the music and lights float away in the darkness
We’re sailing with only the sound of our voices and the water
And the man pulls on his cigarette and pulls the boat round
And we all fall forward, tumbling and laughing
And the bright-eyed boy watches his father
Listening and feeling and learning to read the wind
250 miles south-west and into the Sahara
The white stone figures tower away to the horizon
I’m like a pawn in a chess game gazing up in fear
For in these great games of power, they sacrifice their children
And in the black velvet night, we built our little fire
And watched the desert foxes daring to come closer
Our broken conversations eaten by the silence
Just the crackle of the flames and a billion stars above us
And they tell me god is great but this I’ve never doubted
We each find wonder in the sky and the mountains
In the waves of people gathered and waiting
Listening and feeling and learning to read the wind
Lazy flies, sugar sweet teas
Winter chill, flame-fire trees
The great eucalyptus watching and waving
As the crowds come now from every direction
They tell me god is great but this I’ve never doubted
We each find wonder in the sky and in the mountains
In the hot scalding winds that will come from the desert
Hot enough for drying all the blood that has fallen
And at night on the great river the party boats pass
And the music and lights float away in the darkness
We’re sailing with only the sound of our voices and the water
And the man pulls on his cigarette and pulls us around
And we all fall forward, tumbling and laughing
And the bright-eyed boy watches his father
Listening and feeling and learning to read the wind
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06.01.2015 um 18:51 hThe Clash - London Calling
London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the reign of that truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning and I live by the river
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it brother, you can go at it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't wanna shout
But while we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain't got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning and I, I live by the river
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning and I, I live by the river
Now get this, London calling, yes, I was there, too
And you know what they said? Well, some of it was true
London calling at the top of the dial
And after all this, won't you give me a smile?
London Calling
I never felt so much alike
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London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the reign of that truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning and I live by the river
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it brother, you can go at it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't wanna shout
But while we were talking I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain't got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning and I, I live by the river
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning and I, I live by the river
Now get this, London calling, yes, I was there, too
And you know what they said? Well, some of it was true
London calling at the top of the dial
And after all this, won't you give me a smile?
London Calling
I never felt so much alike
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06.01.2015 um 18:49 hThe Jam - Down In The Tube Station At Midnight
The distant echo of far away voices boarding far away trains
To take them home to the ones that they love and who love them forever
The glazed, dirty steps, repeat my own and reflect my thoughts
Cold and uninviting, partially naked, except for toffee wrappers
And this morning's papers, Mr. Jones got run down
Headlines of death and sorrow, they tell of tomorrow
Madmen on the rampage, and I'm down in the tube station at midnight
I fumble for change, and pull out the Queen, smiling, beguiling
I put in the money and pull out a plum, behind me
Whispers in the shadows, gruff blazing voices, hating, waiting
Hey boy, they shout, have you got any money?
But I say, I've a little money and a take away curry
I'm on the way home to my wife, she'll be lining up the cutlery
And now she's expecting me
Polishing the glasses and pulling out the cork
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight
I first felt a fist, and then a kick, I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs
And too many right wing meetings, my life swam around me
It took a look and drowned me in its own existence
The smell of brown leather, it blended in with the weather
It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth
It blocked all my senses, couldn't see, hear, speak any longer
I'm down in the tube station at midnight
I said, "I was down in the tube station at midnight" Hey
The last thing that I saw as I lay there on the floor
Was 'Jesus Saves' painted by an atheist nutter
And a British Rail poster read
'Have an away day, a cheap holiday, do it today'
I glanced back on my life and thought about my wife
'Cause they took the keys, and she'll think it's me
I'm down in the tube station at midnight
The wine will be flat and the curry's gone cold
I'm down in the tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight
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The distant echo of far away voices boarding far away trains
To take them home to the ones that they love and who love them forever
The glazed, dirty steps, repeat my own and reflect my thoughts
Cold and uninviting, partially naked, except for toffee wrappers
And this morning's papers, Mr. Jones got run down
Headlines of death and sorrow, they tell of tomorrow
Madmen on the rampage, and I'm down in the tube station at midnight
I fumble for change, and pull out the Queen, smiling, beguiling
I put in the money and pull out a plum, behind me
Whispers in the shadows, gruff blazing voices, hating, waiting
Hey boy, they shout, have you got any money?
But I say, I've a little money and a take away curry
I'm on the way home to my wife, she'll be lining up the cutlery
And now she's expecting me
Polishing the glasses and pulling out the cork
And I'm down in the tube station at midnight
I first felt a fist, and then a kick, I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs and Wormwood Scrubs
And too many right wing meetings, my life swam around me
It took a look and drowned me in its own existence
The smell of brown leather, it blended in with the weather
It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth
It blocked all my senses, couldn't see, hear, speak any longer
I'm down in the tube station at midnight
I said, "I was down in the tube station at midnight" Hey
The last thing that I saw as I lay there on the floor
Was 'Jesus Saves' painted by an atheist nutter
And a British Rail poster read
'Have an away day, a cheap holiday, do it today'
I glanced back on my life and thought about my wife
'Cause they took the keys, and she'll think it's me
I'm down in the tube station at midnight
The wine will be flat and the curry's gone cold
I'm down in the tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight
Don't want to go down in a tube station at midnight
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