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Barcelona
05:12
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You’re walking down the alleyways
Where Picasso used to roam
Your senses working overtime
Four hundred miles away from home
You’ve got it coming to you
And you’re going to fly tonight
And you’re going so high tonight
And you’ll never, you’ll never, you’ll never
You’ll never feel the same again
Tonight there is the magical place
Sitting out under the stars
Feel the vibe, feel the atmosphere
Feel you’re never going hom
Watch ripples across the water
Watch waves across the sea
You’re strolling down the alleyways
Where Joan Miró used to roam
Feels so good to be alive today
Four hundred miles away from home
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2. |
Moonrising
05:24
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3. |
Tombstones
06:13
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Bye bye bye
Tell the truth for one in your life
Before we drown, drown in the fight
Or go, or go, or go
Lies are all you know
Come in a daze
Do you even know what to say
Caught in the spinning and spinning of your world
Your gravity sucks me in
Pulling me apart from within
Fibers that made me made me me
Burned, singed, from end to end
Tethered in your ways, tethered in your ways
Tethered in your ways, ah ah ah
Bye bye bye
It’s you and here and now, Time to take, take that final bow, I can’t see straight
Used to be each other’s light
Pleasing in pleasure and in life
Oh how things change, never be the same
Never be the same, never be the same
Was is all your game?
Take what you will
It’s all the same, same, same
The same, the same
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4. |
Gravity Waves
04:47
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5. |
The Undertow
06:17
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the undertow
the overflow
all that I know
I do not know
the rusty spring
decoder ring
the cutting curl
the severed swirl
the bloodied glass
the overpass
red speckled mirror
distort clearer
lower lull, or
pulling pull, or
kiss, inhaling
reeling, railing
the dead my age
in love, in rage
the water-knife
sleepwalk, sleepwrithe
the violence and
the moment-moment
a tear and tear
stranger, so near
beckon, reckon
pushing, pulling
each hit hurts
until it's nulling
match struck on
last icicle
a shard dissolves
a culling cull
a center extends
into outer
imploding star
begins to flower
the body rift
from the street, lift
a fissure forms
while weather warms.
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6. |
Girondub
05:16
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7. |
Golden
06:31
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Compare this with a year ago
Where were we then?
And not knowing, not seeing
Did we know what was coming?
She sits behind the fence of carefulness, rising only for the night
She sits behind the fence of carefulness, rising only for the night
A distant stranger penetrates the mist
Leading, calling me forward
We come to a house, warm and light
Enter through the golden door
Leave again to the night
Don’t shoot me down again
Now I know which way I’m going
And I see the path to take
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8. |
Clusters
06:13
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Callière France
Callière is a collaborative music project started by Andrew Rose in 1984. Andrew lives in France and listens to a lot of shoegaze. Callière came back to life around Christmas 2021, when Andrew was inspired by the Let It Be documentary to pick up his guitar and try writing music again after nearly three decades. ... more
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