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High Walls
01:47
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Heroes are hard to find
In this mellowing grey, night to day, I stand to pray
Here's the world you don't remind this way
But all those heroes you'd adore they left you well
In the morning
High walls are hard to climb
Take a curve and find a way towards the plains
Still and moving all around, one bend
A book of lonely lost chapters of a life
In the morning
Motionless in the dust
What's an end, a death, a crime, a voiceless time
Here's the colours of a flaming sun
It ain't too good, it ain't too bad to fill the bags
In the morning
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2. |
What The Wind May Carry
05:01
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Everybody's talking too loud along the Coast of Crey
Cos the wind, it brings me jam
Cos the wind, it carries your words out of range, you say
And a feeling of confusion plays
Let me listen to you now and one per one again
Cos I got to understand
Cos I got to understand what happens to me then
What the wind may bring me, I'm concerned
I made a lot of mistakes and I wouldn't fake it now
Am I too lazy or just too concealed?
I guess you talk to me but you don't care of what I wanna be (wanna be) wanna be
So let me understand if there are friends in their foes
Everybody's talking too loud along the Coast of Crey
Cos the wind, it brings me jam
Cos the wind, it carries your words out of range, you say
And a feeling of confusion plays
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3. |
No Man Atlantis
01:48
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No man Atlantis, Sanctified stones
Here it lies, the bones
I'm gonna love my baby all alone
I'm gonna love my baby all alone
My baby comes here Singing a song
Here it lies, the bones
I'm gonna love my baby all alone
I'm gonna love my baby all alone
Up in the cloudy Musical Box
Here it lies, the bones
I'm gonna love my baby all alone
I'm gonna love my baby all alone
No man Atlantis, Just ruins and bones
Here I sing the song
I'm gonna love my baby all alone
I'm gonna love my baby all alone
I'm gonna love my baby all alone
I'm gonna love my baby all alone
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4. |
Time To Spare
03:14
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Crossing the town in a gold train
Bags in the hands by the door
Smoke in the room is allowed but it’s not done
Too many people to bare the impure air
Crossing the town in a gold train
We break down, cos we can't expect to breathe
Talking's the cure for the missing purity
Missing in my voyage to nowhere
Hope I'll get some time to spare
Lazin' along the smart shopping
Bags in the hands by the dogs
Buy in the showcases' allowed but it’s not done
Too many people in need of useless things
Lazin' along in the brand new shops selling
Anything you can forget
Talking's the cure for the missing honesty
Missing in my voyage to nowhere
Now that I've got time to spare
Knock at the door of a dear friend
Listening to music too loud
Love in the room is allowed but it’s not done
Too many people in love but naught to care
Knock at the door of a dear friend, with music
Watching the factories around
Talking's the cure for the missing harmony
Missing in my voyage to nowhere
Hope I'll get some time to share
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5. |
Joan
02:24
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Joan, it's a brightful day, meaning a new path for you
You may love to keep it, keep it right
Small rain has fallen, your love's been robbed
Now you must work out this troubled past
And find a new path, take it for your life
Joan, it's a marvellous day, meaning a new way for you
You may love to keep it, keep it right
Small eyes are looking, but they don't mean anything
You know your mind woke up and tore the dark
You made a new path, take it for your life, take it for your life
Welcome all changes, gather your tears and fears tonight
Guess it's a new sunrise to wash the past
You made a new path, take it for your life
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6. |
You Won't Believe It
03:38
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Dead man lying in a dark room
Nobody's fault but mine
Red large stain made of blood
An odd pool of ether, liquid and oil
Is that match to flash any boring night
He should have never told me
I was too bad to succeed
That he'd make any trouble
To drag me down, let me bleed
Any time I'd laugh he'd kill a friend of mine
God I know you won't believe it
Oh God you know I'm so unable still
Killing my time, nothing but mine
Poison joins my reason
Ready to mix it into the drink
Dead man lying on his sofa
No more an eye there to blink
Flask hold in his hand, why a suicide ?
Help him die without suffer
This one ain't really a "tortionnaire"
But he stole my lover, and he gave her to much care
Any time I'd love, steal my girl again
God I know you won't believe it
Oh God you know I'm so unable still
Killing my time, nothing but mine
Oh I'm not a killer
It's only nightmares darkening my nights
But the power of anger push anybody to act
Anyway we'll try to believe in you God
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7. |
Windows
03:07
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It was late a summer night
When the skies are gone to pray through the windows sight
Light might replay tapes of noons and yesterdays
Face, raise your face, stare the moon and stars away
It was late a lonely night
When the dreams are gone to play through the windows stage
Cage breaks and maze, caves in soils we used to play
Stay near me, save me from naught and none you fair
Now the latest hero stays in my mind
Got the middle of the road to the windows prayers
Fate, late, I'm shy, sighing and going home again
Guns killing time, look through windows miles away
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8. |
Island
04:12
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Is it a new day coming or is it just an end?
Got no root in the sand
Island, island am I your hero?
Oh damned island am I your ego?
I'm just a monk with evil desire of innocence
Still hurting on the fence
Island, island am I your hero?
Oh damned island am I your ego?
This side, the deserts and the seas, the skies, the sands
That side, the " What I should know "
But there ain't no cure for helpless minds
This side, the nonsense and the misunderstood ends
That side, the " What I should do "
But there ain't no cure for aimless crimes
Is it a new day coming, or is it just an end?
Got no brain in my head
Island, island am I your hero?
Oh damned island am I your ego?
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9. |
Justy
05:44
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How d'you feel today?
Just take it easy Justy
Parents went away
End of the week
Joan's a friend of mine
And she's so pretty and she
Needs your love so bad
So won't you invite her
Justy how d'you feel today?
How d'you feel today ?
Just take it easy Justy
You're just 15 and
End of the week
I will let you know
I know you'll get by Justy
Joan will come at 9
So get ready
Justy how d'you feel today?
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10. |
Another Rainy Night Song
05:57
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When the rain is falling, it would make me smile
Cos all energy lives in any drops of dreams
It's falling down on me
And the sunny children say : I will be wet today
Charming princes over lands I'll never reach
But all energy lives in any piece of fields
I won't be seeking uselessly
And all the worlds around are joined to be one
Far from sweet love racing, gotta know you now
And all energy lives in any time you give
Your heart a hope for free
So to be continued I know this time is new
Comes a time again, has to take a bend
New shoes and new life, to stop or then to last
At least I won't get masked
But get on singing songs with piano guitar synth
Flute and violin
Comes a time again, has to take a bend
New chapters of a life, to stop or then to last
At least I won't get masked
But get on singing songs with piano guitar synth
Flute and violin
Guitar synth flute and violin
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11. |
Oniric Song
05:35
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I'm a-facin' a loney door, calling Bernie by the soul
I believe a dear dream and I know what it means
And I touch the foreign lock, put my fingers, turn it on
Sky is red and I said : "Bernie come or I'm dead"
Ain't a flying red rhinoceros, wings of fly, a few long lashes
Ground is burnt and browny, Bernie come, hey I'm here
Ain't a grave with frozen corpses, ain't a coat with man a-walking
Wall is grey and I say : "Bernie come you may"
Ain't a frog inside a box, ain't a pool to put it on
Air is cool but I feel : "Bernie come or I'm killed"
Ain't a road without a cross, ain't a gain without a loss
Ain't a dream without you, Bernie come little dude
Ain't an axe hold in the hands crashing TVs the bold man
Wind is slow and heavy, Bernie come oh dear Bee
Theod in the corners, my eyes in the middle
Standing out of the dirt, Bernie come cos I'm hurt
Cross the haze, cross the smogs (right out)
Be a light in the fog (white light)
Hear me now and join me, Bernie come I need thee
Yoghill hey, Yoghill oh, face a door and ask you some more questions
Carillon in my soul, Bernie open that door, Bernie open that door
Cross the haze, cross the smogs (cross cross cross)
Be a light in the fog (white light)
Hear me now and join me, Bernie come I need thee
Yoghill hey, Yoghill oh, face a door and ask you some more questions
Carillon in my soul, Bernie open that door
I'm a-facin' a loney door, calling Bernie by the soul
I believe a dear dream and I know what it means
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12. |
Living It Up
04:40
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Ghosts on a Sunday when the family's out
Live it up, crazy, when no-one sees them
Come to see Maldrom, living it up for you
To see Beldard, living it up for you
To see Grey Vade, living it up
All living it up, all living it up for you
Ghosts in the attic remove all this old
Furniture and all dusty rubbish and muddy spiders
Now you gonna come to see Maldrom, living it up for you
To see Beldard, living it up for you
To see Grey Vade, living it up
All living it up, all living it up for you
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yoghill Laxou, France
Yoghill is a musical project from France by Thierry Antoine 'Yoghill'. Thierry plays guitar, piano and other instruments, and has been writing songs since the 1980s.
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