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White Walls
03:49
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Many words in the air
Used to get me through the night
My room was way too bare
The walls were also too white
Many words in my head
They still don’t seem to come out
I’ll write you a storm instead
My heart’s already worn-out
It seemed so real
In time, I’ve seen it all
Halfway to anywhere
I guess this is where we meet
With people everywhere
A place where we shouldn’t cheat
Tiny steps on the ground
Don’t know where they’re coming from
They’ll leave without a sound
I don’t think they’re going home
It seemed so real
In time, I’ve seen it all
All those things to feel
How - I don’t recall
The age of innocence
Is already far away
Hello, by any chance
Does someone still want to play?
Maybe the rules have changed
Maybe I’m out of my mind
Somehow I can’t explain
Somehow my soul has gone blind
It seemed so real
In time, I’ve seen it all
All those things to feel
But I can’t recall
Don’t want to recall
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2. |
One Hundred Faces
03:40
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One too many hints
It’s just one too many hints
That come knocking at the door
And I’ll look through the cracks
One too many signs
It’s just one too many signs
That cannot be ignored
I swear there is no coming back
I never was easy to fool
But you feel so good in my bed
You spin me round there
Boy, you’re so vain
It’s a pattern
To be hunting
One hundred faces
In the dark
It’s a pattern
To be chasing
One hundred faces
In the dark
One too many times
It’s just one too many times
For me to keep standing here
Like there’s nothing going on
One too many lies
It’s just one too many white lies
For me to keep acting
Like I am the only one
‘Cause the teasing of their hips
Burned the softest skin of them all
Now you should beg and crawl
For the sweet taste of my lips
But it’s not as sweet anymore
It’s a pattern
To be hunting
One hundred faces
In the dark
It’s a pattern
To be chasing
One hundred faces
In the dark
So I guess none of it was true
So I guess none of it was true
All this bullshit you put me through
It’s a pattern
To be hunting
One hundred faces
In the dark
It’s a pattern
To be chasing
One hundred faces
In the dark
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3. |
Stay Still
03:34
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In a far away town
Facing familiar glances
That aren’t yours
That aren’t yours
In a few stranger’s beds
Wrapped in these fake arms
That aren’t yours
That aren’t yours
There, I sleep
But I’m restless
People come, people go
They wander anywhere
Between the fire and the flood
People come, people go
They’re gold, they just don’t know
How to stay still
Biting more than I can chew
I am following tracks
That aren’t mine
That aren’t mine
I’m collecting pieces
And burning all those bridges
That aren’t mine
That aren’t mine
But what’s the point
I’m feeling breathless
People come, people go
They wander anywhere
Between the fire and the flood
People come, people go
They’re gold, they just don’t know
How to stay still
Everything is moving
And it’s all going too fast
Why am I still craving
For the hint of a spark
That isn’t right
People come, people go
They wander anywhere
Between the fire and the flood
People come, people go
They’re gold, they just don’t know
How to stay still
How to stay still
How to stay
Stay
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4. |
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I can feel it in my chest
I’ve been waiting for so long
Don’t wanna drown in your mess
Or write another love song
I’m not in pain nor in distress
I’m ready to dive on my own
There’s no limit to giving
Until ghosts from the past
Come poke you right where it hurts
There’s no limit to living
Until ghosts from the past
Come poke you right where it hurts
But you asked me to find
A little bit of trust
Danger is no friend of mine
When it rushes through my veins
But it’s time to cross the line
And start dancing in the rain
Time’s no enemy of mine
I’m ready to break the chain
There’s no limit to giving
Until ghosts from the past
Come poke you right where it hurts
There’s no limit to living
Until ghosts from the past
Come poke you right where it hurts
But you asked me to find
A little bit of trust
Shaping something beautiful
Is getting much harder
When there’s nothing left of us
There’s no limit to giving
Until ghosts from the past
Come poke you right where it hurts
There’s no limit to living
Until ghosts from the past
Come poke you right where it hurts
There’s no limit to giving
Until ghosts from the past
Come poke you right where it hurts
But you asked me to find
A little bit of trust
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5. |
Henry
04:30
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There’s a glitch in our system
Oh, still you won’t twitch at all
Memories are around the corner
They always get clearer with alcohol
What’s up with this aftermath?
There’s nothing to understand, dear
It feels like the kind of sadness
That makes the body melt and disappear
Are we cold, cold as the golden tree
Are we jinxed or something
Both sinking like heavy branches
Are we cold, cold as a northern sea
Are we cursed and always
Crashing like the waves
Another flower will burn
Right here at our feet
Maybe it’ll finally pave the way
For heavy hearts and souls made of concrete
Third time’s a charm, they say
And I guess we will know soon
But even it’s dark baby
I’m not afraid I am the moon
And one day we’ll realize
We don’t care as much
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San James Montreal, Québec
San James, c’est à la fois le bunker et l’explosion. Véritable catalogue des sentiments humains, sa musique documente l’effondrement de ces ponts que l’on croyait indestructibles, tout en nous inspirant chaque fois l’élan nécessaire pour traverser la prochaine rivière. ... more
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