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Thomas Feiner & Anywhen.10.All That Numbs You.flac

such a wonderful life
when it's weighing you down
are you in control?
the suburban reign always stays the same
like the hollow smile cracking up your face

take your battered soul, wear it as a crown
all that numbs you
run a thousand miles, till you hit the ground
all that numbs you now
and days roll into one and the same on you
the world revolving around your spinning head

make the fences high
make the blinds go down on the world outside
maybe the day will come when you wake up not feeling anything
no more tears and no more pain

take your bleedding heart, wear it on your sleeve
all that numbs you
stare into the sun, the blind relief
all the numbs you
as the years roll into one, only numbers change
the world revolving around your spinning head

take your battered soul, wear it as a crown
stare into the sun, the blind relief
all the numbs you
as the years roll into one, only numbers change
the world revolving around your spinning head
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Thomas Feiner & Anywhen.04.Where's the High.flac

There's a house with a fountain
Things that kept me satisfied
I lost my life as a young man
And I've been running ever since

Here's to burning bridges
Here's to the leap in the dark
I'm still running, still waiting
For this life to fall apart

Where's the high?
Where's the high?
I forgot what had me going
And where to go
Where's the high?
Where's the high?
Only cages, where the spaces used to be
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David Sylvian.02.The Good Son.flac

You know he'll take you
But not too far
Always first in line
But second to none
The good son

The good son

He loves a good tune so whistle one he knows
He looks to you to see things right

So take this ring and pass it on
There's always stories riddled with lies
You know the questions are best put aside
Listen to him
Listen closely now here he comes

It's a shameful way to behave
It'll hurt if he gets his own way

You know he'll take you
But not too far
Always first in line
Second to none
Listen closely now
Listen closely now
Here he comes
The good son

He tells himself
It's too far to come
To redefine his aspirations to be
The good son
The good son
The good son

"Don't try to make sense of it" she said
"It's all that you can do to balance up the books
For him and you"

And though he's nothing in particular
But he's game for a fight
He muscles his way in and stays for life

And all the world has come undone
And every family should have one
A good son
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David Sylvian.01.Pop Song.mp3

Behind the iron gates
The shifts were workes in silence
Each weekend beckoned like Ulysses's sirens

And as the words were few
We'd listen to the radio
It was loud, and irritated me so

I'll tell you I love you
Like my favourite pop song

These promises won't keep
Though every road begins and ends with you
The fall still hurts, the bruise still blue
I'll paint you pictures of bright tomorrows
But the money goes and the time goes to

I'll tell you I love you
"Like the stars above you"
Like my favourite pop song

Wild, unwise, trivialised, untrue

We squander these gifts
Like another sunday supplement
They're just so much cash in the hands of the government

I'll tell you I love you
Like my favourite pop song
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Thomas Feiner & Anywhen.04.Postcard.flac

Here come greetings from the fires of dusk
From all the places you never dared to walk
You never saw the silent battle zones
Beneath towers and beyond your gardens

Was born a walker
Into this world I walk

And what’s to miss about the old ball and chain?
Imaginary top of the food-chain ways
I found more truth in a cheap bottle of wine
I found more life by a burning barrel

Was born a walker
And so away I walk
Was born a walker
And this world I stalk

Run by my friend
If you think you are free
Duck my friend, and cover
If you think you are safe

[Talking @ 3:13]
(What if our mission is…)

(What? What?)

Here come greetings from the fires of dusk
From all the thoughts you never dared to think
From all the choices you’ll never dare to make
Just a postcard from ground-level and below
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Thomas Feiner & Anywhen.06.Mesmerene.flac

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FoW__YUXCnE

We, in the ocean of forgettable things
Are we just travelling in time
We, from wherever we bailed out,
Landed here
If I could do more than hold you
If I could do more than watch your tears
I wish we could name this place
Oblivion
And then be hapily on our way
Here on the outskirts of an age soon spent
With all its demons and songs of untruth
If we could travel ahead and lose this life
Crack it open and live to tell the tale
If I could do more than hold you
If I could do more than watch your tears
I wish we could name this place
Oblivion
And then be happily on our way
(Into my arms, out of harms way)
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