1. |
Beloved Streets
03:03
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They came and cut her down
but she was the furious one
their fire didnt make a sound
they where both loving friends
They chained our ankles
and left us cold and blind
they told us to stay put
and fear for the unkind
but i'd rather die against the reefs
than die on your beloved streets
They came and wanted her
to be the legs of chairs
but her needles and resined skin
had a will of building nests
They chained our ankles
and left us cold and blind
they told us to stay put
and fear for the unkind
but i'd rather die against the reefs
than die on your beloved streets
They came and drenched her blood
to see if it did float
but her spine and roots did rot
and she is laying, sleeping soft
They chained our ankles
and left us cold and blind
they told us to stay put
and fear for the unkind
but i'd rather die against the reefs
than die on your beloved streets
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2. |
In A Hundred Years
03:37
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I wish I was freewheelin'
down the street
mother no
blanks and rags
broken jaws and asphalt
you borrow the sparrows sorrow
to fly with burdened wings
trough the air we place these things
mother help us to forget the horror.
And you my friend
I waited for you
like i have been for years now
for you to attend
the porch on my house
where we learned how to hide our tears
ive been walkin down the fields
where lightning strucked you so you said
and the birches will blossom
here after we're dead
I wish I was freebleedin
through my own skin
we dig out the roots and marrows
that we harvest within
you borrow the sparrows sorrow
to fly with burdened wings
as the shouted melody rings
mother help us to forget
the slaughter
And now you can pretend
our fathers and sisters
would drown in the end
so you can attend
the porch on my house
where we learned how to hide
our tears
ive been walking
down the banks where water
forced you to commend
and the rivers will freeze
until after were dead
But when this comes to an end
Our pharaohs and teachers
they Find us condemd
So you'll never attend
The porch on my house
Where we learned how to hide our tears
I've been walkin' down the streets where riots taught us to transcend
But the streets they will flourish long after we're dead.
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3. |
The Safest Of Places
04:08
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By every June
I look up to
the fragile infitiy
the safest of places is
in absolute silence
I'd let you down
I'm waiting it out 'till the end.
and by mornin' sun
I embrace the bitter tranquility
knowing that there's no time
no time for desire
'Cause I'd let you down
I'm waiting it out 'till the end
and I lift my arms
to embrace the
back of my shoulders
the thought of my loving months
with no fear of dying
but I'd let you down
so i'm waiting it out 'till the end.
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Dirk Vilhelm Umeå, Sweden
Magnus Bergman - Vocals, Electric guitar, Keyboard
Alex Berkelder - Acoustic guitar, Slide guitar, Harmonica
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