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01:11
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A Radical Blues
03:19
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Knock down the goddamn door and make you knuckles bleed if you need something more than what we all hold onto. So, good morning Storm, like every time you're close I can't be anywhere else.
Wrong place, I love the thrill of a wrong place, I keep on surviving in the wrong place. It just tells me I'm not dead yet.
And every lone wolf met had a story to tell and a scar to be proud of. Well, whatever they left is here in my bones. And before the hurricane, don't you feel too small, just keep looking for new stones to cast.
Wrong place, I love the thrill of a wrong place, I keep on surviving in the wrong place. It just tells me I'm not dead yet.
Cause in the end, it's just a matter of a wrong or of a right place. And I love the thrill of a wrong place and I'll keep on searching for something like this 'till the day I'll find the spark I'm looking for.
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So Far, So Good
02:12
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You're not as special as you always thought. So far, so good. You're not the one that inspired this song. So far, so good. And no, I don't like your good clean face. And no, you're just deaf and useless.
We are who the old guard warned you about. So far, so good.
We're drunk at your party, we are gonna spoil all your fun. So far, so good. You'll pay and guess who is gonna drink? Your days are gone, Our party to come. It's time to take back everything that they stole.
You're not as special as you always thought. So far, so good. You're not the one that inspired this song.You're nothing at all.
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Landscapes
03:16
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Somehow, I've never loved to stand still. Somehow, I've always got out of the troubles I'm in. Well I just walk, walk, I keep on walking, straight and sincere. And I've felt something blowin' from Athens and southern towns. I felt unable to stop.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your trace somewhere.
And after all, I just need to walk, to move the fuck on. I need unfamiliar landscapes, I'm sorry I can't hold fast , I'm sorry I can't hold fast. And through these cities that forget so fast I still haven't found a reason to pretend.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your mark somewhere. Somehow.
Like that man on the ocean bound to kill a king, like the spanish summer of 1936, like those german peasants on the south western fields, all the storms we loved were restless breezes. So keepmoving, keep walking, keep pushing the whole thing on.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your seed somewhere. Somehow.
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Raid The Sky
01:37
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16 years. Can this endless blue grow a man so fast? There are things in life you should not beg. There are things in life you should just take. And all I've learned so far, you'll have to run from the beginning till the end.
And in Marseilles you should a take side: be passionately for or against. It could be a safe harbour for people like you and me, but like many hometowns, there ain't nothing for free. And all I've learned so far, you'll have to run from the beginning till the end so stand your ground.
Through this nights everything can burn so fast. Always on the run, trying not to crash, always searching for something, trying not to crash. And all I've learned so far, you'll have to run from the beginning till the end.
And there must be a way out of here, we both know it. So through these barricades we call life, just do what you think you should. You'll need some time, some more time to heal. We'll just need some time, some more time to heal. And all I've learned so far, you'll have to run from the beginning till the end so stand your ground and if you'll have to run I hope you'll run fast and far away. And no remorse anyway.
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Further/Forever
03:36
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These late nights and night drives, still left to ride And all the tracks and all the roads still left to walk, every time I needed to move the fuck on and all the miles still left to these worn out shoes, and the dawns and sunsets still left to see: all the things we learnt to steal make me restless.
And in the end I'm all this mess: what I've done and I've not. I'm all the detours that i've walked, all my stubborn enterprises. I'm all the dust that I've breathed, all the times I've felt alive. So, if these feet are meant to walk, I hope they'll move forever. If these feet are meant to walk, I hope they'll move forever.
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