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Stacy
03:17
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You were born with the wind and the water stroking your hands
Learning to be happy with yourself and others too.
Blondie sky you made us a little bit more happy!
The time forgave the facts and you go abroad with your long hair.
You shook your dreams and you've got what you want: happiness in the world.
The sun was shining in Dogtown and your skate was good.
Your friends said you were nothing but it weren't so.
Blondie sky you made us a little bit more happy!
The time forgave the facts and you go abroad with your long hair.
You shook your dreams and you've got what you want: happiness in the world.
You are on the top of the mountain and your dreams came true.
Gently you realize that all was a fucking wind that went over time...
The time forgave the facts and you go abroad with your long hair.
You shook your dreams and you've got what you want: happiness in the world.
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Time
04:07
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Give me your time
But in your eyes I can ride and ride and ride..
But you listen,
listen to the bones.
We try to play again with our stuff
And then we see it as so normal
Don't have to care about appreciated time
Pray all the ghosts to keep us together.
Oh you will fly with all the words (All the words will go)
That I told you the last year at my home
Now I'm freedom with my soul, I am wearing hats (All the words will go)
But I can steal your time... I will go so far.
Now I can see in our minds
And I can see it as so strange
Don't have to care about appreciated time
Pray all the ghosts to keep us together.
Oh you will fly with all the words (All the words will go)
That I told you the last year at my home
Now I'm freedom with my soul, I am wearing hats (All the words will go)
But I can steal your time... I will go so far.
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"Time" has been recorded, mixed and mastered in Angelsound Studio.
Design by Álex Beltrán.
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Who's stronger?
04:27
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The time that I spent thinking about the way I had to take,
I was trying to jump higher than anyone
Just taking order on my mind when the blitzkrieg started.
Lost on my way to be a hero, I just needed a push
Which made me realize about real life, and probably I fell
In a rabbit hole when the night was arriving.
The devil was playing in the dark (who's stronger? (bis))
But anybody knows my way.
The devil was flirting with myself (who's stronger? (bis))
I was too busy to go high.
Going home I felt so hurt, I knew that it could be a big defeat.
I always think that time put everyone in his site.
Just taking order on my mind when the blitzkrieg started.
The devil was playing in the dark (who's stronger? (bis))
But anybody knows my way.
The devil was flirting with myself (who's stronger? (bis))
I was too busy to go high.
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Black Hat
03:30
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I will be your man.
The Waves that crash along the beach are mine...
Feel the trees where I played with my nude feet.
That's not yours.
Praying all the time around the world that I see...
Feel the sand that is too thin to my lovelorn soul.
I could say that I'm a dreamer of the road who plays again;
who plays again with a black hat on your head.
Remember the time I saw your steps and I didn't realize I love them...
I felt surrendered at your feet oh my girl.
You will be my girl.
I wanna survive in this corrupt world that I see...
I think I feel so stoked between your breasts.
That's not yours.
Playing every time with everything that I find...
Feel your hair that is to thin to my lovelorn hands.
I could say that I'm a dreamer of the road who plays again;
who plays again with a black hat on your head.
Remember the time I saw your steps and I didn't realize I love them...
I felt surrendered at your feet oh my girl.
I feel so stoked between your breasts.
I dreamed last night that you were my girl.
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Desert Room
02:47
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A desert room floods your head
trembling from the top to the bottom shaking your hair;
He notices the perfect bliss of desire,
taking blots from a wasted life by rocknroll.
Bits of homesickness and
remembrances of ambition go with his own way.
Old rock star sings to everyone,
hoping be heard whispering to his guitar.
The air he breaths is the old remembrance
of a cigarette that joins the parsimonious state of the place,
which is too sad, with the notes that were sounding few days ago.
"Poor old cat",
he said lied on the top of his ironic happiness,
with the conviction of his fame.
"We are what we do" he thought.
So he did what he was,
getting so explore his pockets and find sand at the end of research.
He finds sand at the end of research.
The air he breaths is the old remembrance of a cigarette that joins the parsimonious state of the place, which is too sad, with the notes that were sounding few days ago.
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