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Sleepless Dreamers
05:51
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Beyond the fireworks of your smoky eyes
I am drinking the life of the hours
If I had a God like yours, I would say
I am with God but I am alone
I am with you but we are alone
Just two of the many
Sleepless dreamers
I’m on a lonely beach after sunset
Feeling the cold carpet of the wind
If I had a God like yours, I would say
I am lost in time just like a devil
Even the angels suffer the same
Still your voice makes its echo in the waves
Sleepless dreamers
Throwing stones into the sea
As if they were coins to buy back paradise lost
If I had a God like yours, I would say
Tomorrow will be the same
Tomorrow will be the same
For all of the ones like us
Sleepless dreamers
I am crossing with no glory
This finishing line of madness
If I had a God like yours, I would say
It is too sad Let’s follow the fog
What was I expecting on a river like this
Rolling head first into the abyss
With all the sleepless dreamers
Are you still here? Am I alone?
On this last dead of the day of hope
If I had a God like yours, I would say
Tomorrow will be the same
Tomorrow will be the same
Tomorrow nothing will be the same
For the sleepless dreamers
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Grey to Blue
04:31
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Check is not Checkmate
07:40
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I expected you
To face up the card
And blush
The curl of your hair
Falling over your eye
Never to fold
Because check is not checkmate.....
Standing behind
The cards we played
Accepting the bet
Paying to lpay
Accepting to keep
Fight the despair
Even when birds cannot fly
Even when birds cannot sing
Because check is not checkmate...
How can we live
never knowing the touch
Never knowing the smell
Never knowing the taste
The motion the movement
The smile that transports us
From here and to there
Because check is not checkmate...
How can we live
Without knowing
If our love story
Is indeed
The greatest love story
That has ever been told?
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Flush
02:45
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Why isn’t everybody staring
Ami I the only one that sees her
Maybe she’s really not so beautiful
Could it be only in my mind
How can they all be so indifferent
To the brilliance of her majesty
I wonder is it only me
Who’s getting hot and turning red
I flush…with desire
Im getting red as fire
She’s like a vision from another world
Where people are as I imagine them to be
Everytime she lifts her eyes
Everytime she looks back at me
I flush with desire
Im getting red as fire
I was dreaming that she kissed me
Then I woke up in an ambulance
Sometimes the things you need to say
To other people make no sense
If the fingers on your hands can be used for walking
Then the hole that’s in your heart might as well be used for talking
I saw a movie once that blew my mind
I left the theatre in a state of grace
But the people that I saw it with
Didn’t think that it was all that great
Here she comes into the room again
People act like it is no big deal
Maybe she’s really not so beautiful
Maybe its only in my mind
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Hot Ass Mess
02:44
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The Winds of Ancash
05:32
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Four trees stand
Four guardians of pain
Over the desolate land
Where history was slain
Christ is talking
Through the wind
I wonder what is spoken
Between the trees and Him
I wonder what they talk about
I wonder what they talk about
The words in the winds of Ancash
And the wind says……
How could I not
Feel your pain
My buried city
From whence humanity came
With screams and tears
Of desperation
My broken flower
I sing for you
I cry for you
My broken flower
Sleeping so long
Beneath ebony snow
I cry for the ones
Who laughed inside you
Who dreamed inside you
And sang the world anew
Cultivate the garden
In the shadow of the valley
That once was the city
Of Youngay
Sweep away the rocks
Dig up your dreams and your houses
You plant the flowers
And I’ll teach them to sing
Now build with songs
Invincible houses
Now build with songs
Invincible dreams
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Land of the Cross
07:28
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I believe in women disguised as swans Poets who ride on asses
I don’t believe in neat divisions Of people into races and classes
I believe in the fairies that light the forest And mermaids dancing on water
I don’t believe the sins of the family Should be shouldered by the daughter
They don’t believe in dragons They don’t believe in queens
The only thing they follow Is the price of gasoline
For them, the sun is a ball of fire The moon a piece of rock
And the wisdom of Confucious Is nothing but idle talk
Im going down To the valley of sunrise
Where there is neither Gain nor loss
Looking for Sentient dreamers
Who still abide In the land of the cross
I believe we shall spring forth anew From the garden of delights
And it is only the day that dies At the dying of the light
Involuntary twitches they call behavior Mutterings of unbelief
I don’t even hear a whisper Of love, or hope, or grief
I was taking to BF Skinner, Cardinal Law and Madeline O’Hare
I’ve never heard so much stupidity Blowing down from the Harvard stairs
They find the same anatomy Beneath every petticoat
Can you imagine eating a cookie And getting a bone stuck in your throat?
Shakespeare showed me what I was Matthew taught me who I could be
All I learned at Harvard Were the names of the seven seas
I’m leaving this place Of sorrow and loss
To try to find my way back to the land of the cross
In Western lands Projections of man Deface the faces of dreams
He delightful fields of Evermore Turn dark with anxieties
Miraculous beasts of fable are given to the butcher’s hand
Magic is nuclear fission and God a slaughtered lamb
I tried to find an honest woman In the brothel of democracy
But like the letter of the law Each one of them failed me
Not to say there aren’t a lot of nice people In these split-level company shacks
But when you contract a loan with Railroad Jim There’s only one way of paying him back
So here’s to Hamlet and Jesus and jean Valjean To Baptiste and Billy the Kid
If the legend moves us more than the truth Then the truth is less than what we did
So let’s raise a glass to those who are gone Whether or not they were ever even here
And I’ll say goodbye to the Western lands and hello to the new frontier
My love waits there In the land of the cross
In the land of the cross She is watching the sea
Wedding bells are ringing In the land of the cross
In the land of the cross They are ringing for me
We shall be together In the land of the cross
In the land of the cross United we shall be
Im going down To the valley of sunrise
Where there is neither Gain nor loss
Looking for Sentient dreamers
Who still abide In the land of the cross
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