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Welcomed
03:49
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Grab your bags, we're going shopping
Saw some sales on Via del Corso
I know you hate all the crowds there
But they say it's supposed to be pretty
Grab those dirty old boots and your cigarettes
There's a party at Forte Prenestino
I know you like standing in the front row
We'll take the 19 to get there
New lips
Sweat stains
Cheap beer
Night plays
That song I've been singing but I don't know the words for
Keep humming in the morning when I take the train home
I guess you could say that old friends don't go nowhere
And the moments are what you're made from
Took a walk down Scalo San Lorenzo
Thought about all the things that we've been through
I guess you could say that old friends don't go nowhere
And the moments are now what you're made from
I met you on that old green mountain
We climbed up those steps til we got there
We looked back at the city
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Pedestrian
03:44
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You seem like you can play
Keep going, I'm going from here
I'm on my way to something bigger, something better than this
They always say there's something if you keep looking for it
Hey, hey, I'm on my way
Something's out there just around the bend
Hiding out, crouching low next to some old trash bins
Ooh wait - that's a cool cat, little kitty cat, purr purr
Come here, won't you get a little nearer to me?
My darling dear, my darling dear
Don't be scared if I am near
Hold my hand, the streetlight says we can cross
Let's go, hurry up, I don't want to be cross with you now
Or ever again, my dear
I said don't have fear if I'm near, stand close to me
Let's go into this chapel, it looks kind of neat
Classical designs keep me occupied
Late at night when I'm lying in my bed
I counted the sheep
I think one's gone missing again
I can't find it, if I search
In my head, turn it inside out
But it never seems to show
Even when I'm lying in bed with you
It's dark, I can't see
Turn the light on, now, that's better finally
I can rest my head somewhere so deep
And I wanna go to sleep
Easy breezy, easy can be
Won't you please be
Aways laugh laugh laughin'
Late at night, I was there by your side
Easy breezy, easy can be
Won't you please be -
Yeah I always made you laugh
Made you ha ha
Time to go to sleep
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3. |
Carousel
02:28
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Day goes by and I'm still in bed
Toss and turn as I heat the bread
Toast the mouth of a cigarette end
Swimming in the tank of my fishbowl head
Tried to stood up but my feet were flat
Words had a crunch, they were made of glass
Blood trickled down like a ketchup stain
Went pretty well with the two fried eggs
When will this end?
Just as it starts again
Took a cold sip from a beat-up can
Shielded my face from the sun with my hand
Hanging on the street cos I've got no plans
Found a couple euro in my pocket by chance
Bought another beer from the corner shop
Once it gets going it can be hard to stop
Now I'm feeling good like I'm ready to talk
Met a couple friends so we went for a walk
When will this end?
Just as it starts again
Words start sticking like snow on my tongue
Feet feeling heavy and I know I gotta run
Wanted to feel something but it left my numb
If I'm not careful who knows what I'll become?
When will this end?
Just as it starts again
Day goes by and I'm still in bed
Toss and turn as I heat the bread
Toast the mouth of a cigarette end
Swimming in the tank of my fishbowl head
When will this end?
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4. |
Keepsake
03:30
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You and me
And everything
We wanted to see
Tell me you miss me and I'll see you soon
Tracing your veins in the black of a room
Taking up spaces wherever you move
Fighting off this deep and terrible gloom
You and me
And everything
We said we would see
I read your letter six times yesterday
Smoothed out each wrinkle and tasted your name
See you tomorrow but it never came
Been here a while but who can I blame?
You and me
And everything
We said we would see
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Trash Beach
05:16
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Crumbling chipped paint
Electric bike rentals
No tooth bar man
Plastic umbrellas
The beauty can be hard to see
It's like this town is wearing make-up
Memories flood back
We see what's left
Trash Beach, sand storms
Half built lots
Frozen fried fish
Tiki tourism
The beauty can be hard to see
It's like this town is wearing makeup
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Caretakers
04:24
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Crumbling chipped paint
Electric bike rentals
No tooth bar man
Plastic umbrellas
The beauty can be hard to see
It's like this town is wearing make-up
Memories flood back
We see what's left
Trash Beach, sand storms
Half built lots
Frozen fried fish
Tiki tourism
The beauty can be hard to see
It's like this town is wearing makeup
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