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Desert Point
05:38
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I can see the waves crash on the shore
The endless swirl of foam
The drops lash my cheeks, I’m part of them
The steady beat echoes in my chest
This is where I live
It vibrates to the sound of my freedom
Its salty taste dives me into the depths
In the gaping abyss, to lose myself
Flying to my mother’s heart
My senses diffract with light
Go away, fly away
Even if we forget my name
For to dive i don't need to wait
My wake makes me no more ashamed
Is this where I can stay ?
Even if we forget my name
For to dive i don't need to wait
My wake makes me no more ashamed
Is this where I can stay ?
I can feel the flow on my skin
Keep floating in that sphere
Nothing can hinder me to prosper
Not even the battering of the earth
Even if we forget my name
For to dive i don't need to wait
My wake makes me no more ashamed
Is this where I can stay ?
Even if we forget my name
For to dive i don't need to wait
My wake makes me no more ashamed
Is this where I can stay ?
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Volatile
03:11
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The storm of power is descending on my head
I'm stuck between his chains
I can't breathe anymore
My legs give out
Look up and brush the clouds.
But my wings are weighty
And I can see the eyes of my prison grabing me
My fall is slow
The light stifles the passing of time
Under the desk, I scream
I'm alone in an anthill
I'm alone in an anthill
Look up, brush the clouds
But my wings are weighty
And I can see the eyes of my prison grabbing me
My fall is slow, my fall is slow
Take me, and take me, and take me back to this hell
It calls me, it covets,
he forces me to pray
It calls me, it covets,
he forces me to pray
It calls me, it covets,
he forces me to pray
It calls me, it covets,
he forces me to pray
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Sun, in the afterlife.
Sun, away.
Sun, in the afterlife.
Sun, away.
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I would like to enjoy for longer but it's time
Roads fade, leaves decay, sun goes away
Sun, sun is getting old
The storm hits the stone
We hear roar of the sky
There is nowhere to go
Why wander outside
The feeling in my veins lay me down on the ground
It's like a nightmare, horizon makes me cry
Sun is getting old
Sun is getting old
Bridges are gone
The rain flay my face
A brocken home, rocks come off
Ruins take the place
The fear in my heart is cold and hopeless
What to do on our last day ?
The dark sky falls on the shore
There will be no tomorrow
Sun is getting old
Sun is getting old
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5. |
King Bradley
06:45
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In this town, i look away
Where my reflection doesn’t appear
Anywhere on the drab pane
Only the shadows of my mistakes reflect
In this town, i walk around
Thousands of rays come to break my soul
Shadow of my being, haunted by the desire
to beat wings to the other side
And i’m tired of searching again
maybe i think let go, to leave the start of storm
And be able to escape the chains of hate
I would like to found a lake
that can carry my poor bark
that could slow me down in my fall
Feel free and cleared of any rage
In this town, i look far away.
Where my face doesn’t appear
This town again, this town again, this town again
The depths widens like a black hole
I ain't afraid of all this pain
Stones fall down more and more
But I can see down, a town again
Thus i will sink into the mirror of annihilation
In this town, i look far away
Where my face doesn’t appear anywhere
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6. |
Le Soleil
08:15
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Call me if you dare
No need to worry
You may have to care
Before having to flee
You don’t have to stay
This is not a gift
Give you a break
Just caress the breeze
Spot the sound, spin around, go to battleground
There are howls in the sky
It’s useless to cry
Let them shoot at sight
Lights on the right side
In the dark
Breathe, across the fight, run in the night
Spot the sound, spin around, go to battleground
The skin covered with mud
under a rain of ashes.
A weak glint in a dull look.
Where to find help, who to rescue
To find help
Echoes are lost in the rock
Heartbeat, or fierce shots
There is no way to escape
But freedom takes an unexpected form
Is it really me who made the decision
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Quine France
Proposant des sonorités puissantes et une voix hypnotique, Quine est un groupe de rock originaire de Montpellier. Leur deuxième EP "Old Surfers Never Die" est disponible dès maintenant !
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