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Blüte, Gerüst, Part One
21:52
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Oh, you better come here with a lover,
Oh, you better come here with a friend.
For their songs are sweet and pretty,
but you don't know them that well.
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Your lemon bowl
And the lemons it will hold
I want to be there for them all.
Peel to pip
Pressed lips kiss
Morning opens
Half a globe lit
Your lemon bowl
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Blüte, Gerüst, Part Two
27:07
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Costal muscle
coastal path
the shoreline of your sea
rib-tide in and out
roll me soft
the sand dune long
a-roll me
Chest and temple
temple, chest
slope down to the sea
ocean, fingertip
roll me soft
the sand dune long
a-roll me
My Bonnie stretches,
my Bonnie sighs,
lies across the sea
tip toe, paper week
roll me soft
the sand dune long
a-roll me
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People:
from the bus
to the tram
from the tram to the train
to the next train
one station, two station, three...
We stay there,
we can't move,
quite frozen in history,
and this is the moment
when we are looking around.
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We’re nowhere near the coast but the
seagulls are singing through the
salt from the chippie in the air.
singing of a cove, Lulworth,
mouth of this island, with its
rows of boats bright smiling in the glare
Aber du siehst so müde aus
Aber du siehst so müde aus
Battered by the wind
battered fish swimming down my throat
sinking to the bottom of the sea
I could do with holding you
and looking out beyond the land,
swallowing this hunger to be seen
Aber du siehst so müde aus
Aber du siehst so müde aus
I am got up, I am gone,
leave you lying with the dawn:
I must try and write my name on the horizon.
Every day the sun
fades to white what we have done,
and we hold each other tightly when the night comes.
Aber du siehst so müde aus
Aber du siehst so müde aus
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My romance doesn't have to have a moon in the sky
My romance doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by
No month of may, no twinkling stars
No hide away, no softly guitars
My romance doesn't need a castle rising in spain
Nor a dance to a constantly surprising refrain
Wide awake I can make my most fantastic dreams come true
My romance doesn't need a thing but you
My romance doesn't need a thing but you
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Come and sit by my side if you love me;
Do not hasten to bid me adieu,
But remember the Red River Valley,
And the girl that has loved you so true.
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In grandmother's summer,
as webs of spiders
flying in the air,
I see
what i won't believe
'til I'm older.
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