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The Waves
04:26
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Bleeding inside
You'd better run and hide
They're just around the bend
They'll come for you, my friend
You never know
The lengths to which they go
To break you apart
Rip out your beating heart
The nights disappear
You wake to pain and fear
Faith, honour, trust
Words crumble into dust
Where is the love?
Below, before, above
Searching for signs
For diamonds in the mines
Look here we are where the sea meets the land
Let's dance to the song of the wind
Under darkening skies we stand tall hand in hand
Angels fall but the saints never sinned
Open your eyes
The world before you lies
The sun shining bright
Descends into the night
Bring down the wall
Listen to the call
The waves wild and free
Alive as you can be
Look here we are where the sea meets the land
Let's dance to the song of the wind
Under darkening skies we stand tall hand in hand
Angels fall but the saints never sinned
[interlude]
Open your eyes
The world before you lies
The sun shining bright
Descends into the night
Bring down the wall
Listen to the call
The waves wild and free
Alive as you can be
Look here we are where the sea meets the land
Let's dance to the song of the wind
Under darkening skies we stand tall hand in hand
Angels fall but the saints never sinned
Look here we are where the sea meets the land
Let's dance to the song of the wind
Under darkening skies we stand tall hand in hand
Angels fall but the saints never sinned
The waves wild and free
Alive as you can be
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2. |
Walking
05:59
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you were born to sing a song of seasons
of deep waters, ebb and flow of tides
in between new moon and waning crescent,
an insubstantial pageant, a little life
and sometimes we laugh until we cry
and sometimes we keep it all inside
with every breath, we somehow persist
all there is, all we have, is this
colours fade and faces slip away
the leaves soar and tumble as they land
will you sit beside me, take my hand?
branches of an old tree intertwined
I know how you feel
it's cold and dreary
we just have to keep on walking
I know how you feel
it's late, we're weary
we just have to keep on walking
I know how you feel
how hard it can be
we just have to keep on walking
will you sit beside me, take my hand?
branches of an old tree intertwined
in between new moon and waning crescent,
an insubstantial pageant, a little life
I know how you feel
it's cold and dreary
we just have to keep on walking
I know how you feel
it's late, we're weary
we just have to keep on walking
I know how you feel
how hard it can be
we just have to keep on walking
and sometimes we laugh until we cry
and sometimes we keep it all inside
with every breath, we somehow persist
all there is, all we have, is this
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3. |
Wake
06:18
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I'm sad and I don't know why
So sad I just want to cry
To make an industry out of confession
Every day I wait for the little grey squirrel
To dart across the electric lines
Drinking my coffee, staring into space
It all feels too daunting
It all feels too huge
It all feels too crazy
Tell me, where is my refuge?
I'm old and I have no toes
So old, do you suppose
You could give me a ride into town?
Every day I see my face in the mirror
Scrutinise a feature or two
Looking for lasting traces of decrepitude
It all feels too daunting
It all feels too huge
It all feels too crazy
Tell me, where is my refuge?
I wonder what will change
What will stay the same
I wonder who's to blame
For daily stresses
Godawful messes
I hope whoever it is confesses
Please don't say my name
I'm rich, I know there's no need
To flee from this life I lead
I'll keep climbing those hills till i find
I've got what it takes to give
Got more than I need to live
In the winter of my discontent
Every day we toss, and turn and burn
For hours till we fall asleep
The shores recede, we're finally out to sea
It all feels too daunting
It all feels too huge
It all feels too crazy
Tell me, where is my refuge?
I wonder what will change
What will stay the same
I wonder who's to blame
The daily stresses
Godawful messes
I hope whoever it is confesses
Please don't say my name
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Akhila & the Alchemists Chennai, India
A confluence of musical worlds. This strange and unusual band takes you on wild and surreal flights, opening new avenues for art and indie rock in India.
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