1. |
Long Gone
03:26
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I lost them in the wind
I lost them in the wind
I lost them in the wind
Over time, I forgot
I call for you in the mist
I call for you in the mist
I call for you in the mist
But no one ever comes
I walked for miles so stubborn
I locked my lies in the cupboard
I fled my life, so hollow
Jump in the next train,
Never see me again
Gone !
Oh, gone.
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2. |
It's Time
04:15
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I’ve heard it slip through every crack
I’ve seen it play its shady part
Sing us a song
Carry us on
Nights are at stake
I’ll make it rain so you won’t dry
I’m taunting you to cross the line
Sing us a song
You’ve got to be strong
Time after time
And it’s Time
No pills this time
No pills this time
There’s a procedure
For each crime
It’s Time
Light up the scene
Flash up the clues
It’s Time
There’s a culprit for every cry
You’ve left your fingerprints on
Sight
Tell us a joke
Showers will soak
The trail of Truth
And it’s Time
No pills this time
No pills this time
There’s a procedure
For each crime
It’s Time
Light up the scene
Flash up the clues
It’s Time
Gone,
Gone,
So Lonesome
Gone,
Gone,
Gone,
So Lonesome
Gone,
Gone,
Gone,
So Lonesome
Gone,
Gone,
Gone
Lonesome !
It’s Time
It’s Time
Sing us a song
You’ve got to be strong
Time after time
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3. |
Troops are Coming
03:19
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4. |
Growing
03:43
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You are growing
And so it seems
I lost account of every time
You were dodging
My every attempt
To connect to your broken mind
And in the morning,
So exhausted
Now I know the reason why
It was cliche,
It was madness,
And I ain’t seen you grow,
Alright
You are going
Through a phase
I see you walking a thin line
I’m not convinced
That I’m to blame
For the cracks into your smile
And I’m a loner,
I flee myself
Won’t you give me much more time ?
I was selfish
To stay put
I think you’re wasting your damn time
You are growing,
I am shrinking
But in a few months I’ll roar back
I’ll be better
A go-getter
Same old story, different time
And in the morning,
So exhausted
Won’t you bring me peace of mind ?
Cause we are crying
And it’s so boring
And we are growing tired now
I’m tired now
I’m tired now
So tired now
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5. |
The Village
02:55
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Creep up, Creep up
Creep up, Creep up
Creep up, Creep up
Creep up, Creep up
Creep up, Creep up
Creep up, Creep up
As we pass the Village.
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Illbe Liège, Belgium
Obsédé par des bandes son troubles et en recherche de sérénité, Illbe est un animal hybride, un exilé cosmique.
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