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Atrium
01:11
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Have your tickets ready please
Enjoy the exhibition
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2. |
Motorboot
02:40
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Infinite blue, Infinite blue
The water, shone like silver,
The spray was a veil
The boat it skipped so gently
The sun it did not fail.
Blue, blue, infinite blue
Seconds tick, shutters click
Like silver, shone the water
The air crystal cool
The water seems to call
Blue blue blue blue blue infinite blue
Seconds tick, shutters click
Blue, blue, infinite blue
Seconds tick, shutters click
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3. |
Die Dame
03:20
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Let's go, ditch the Renault
Dancing, drinking tonight
Decadence, is an experience
Towning and gowning tonight
Drinking crisp Frascati, In a green Bugatti
Dancing and drinking tonight.
Modernist perfection, a tragic celebration
Driving, contriving tonight
Our edifice is our artifice
Building new cities tonight
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4. |
Yves Klein Blues
02:06
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At first there is nothing
Then there is a profound nothingness
After that, a blue profundity
I did not like the nothing
and it is thus
that I met the empty
the deep empty
with the depth of the blues
It was then, that I remembered the colour blue
I had left the visible, physical blue at the door
The real blue was inside
I have devoted myself to blue.
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5. |
Wet Afternoons
02:31
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A thousand twirling
Canvas coloured
Domes deflecting
Spheres falling
Dripping slowly
Running quickly
Meeting forming
Puddles on the ground
The rain comes down, forming rivers on the ground
The rain plays drums on my heart
A million moments
Lost in wonder
Gazing surely
Spheres forming
Lenses misted
Worlds encompassed
Behind mirrors
Silent tears make no sound
The rain comes down, forming rivers on the ground
The rain plays drums on my heart
My tears run down joining puddles on the ground
My tears play drums on my heart
The rain comes down, forming rivers on the ground
The rain plays drums on my heart.
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6. |
Lentils
01:07
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7. |
Automat
02:39
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The bitter dregs of my last cup of coffee
remind me its dawn outside
Counting the coins in my pocket
right now in my head
Counting the times we have lain
and have lied in your bed
My fingers fold tiny scraps of paper
making birds to fly away
I line them up to be an audience
and wait for them to come alive
Tasting the scent on my lips
from the things I have said
Counting these coins and yet
hearing clocks ticking instead
It's a dark dark night
but sunrise is coming soon
It's a dark cold night
but sunrise is coming soon.
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8. |
Girl Descending
02:10
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Girl descending
Girl on the stairs
Nude offending
Viewers ensnared
Apollo ascending
Passes girl on the stairs
Chance depending
On the fate of gold
Nude descending
Didn't I see you (didn't I see you)
At the gallery party (at the gallery party)
Didn't you tell me (didn't you tell me)
What I thought of you
Didn't you see me (didn't I see you)
At the gallery party (at the gallery party)
Didn't I tell (didn't I tell you)
What you thought of me
Girl descending
Girl on the stairs
Nude offending
Viewers ensnared
Girl offending
Nude on the stairs
Nude descending
Girl on the stairs
Girl descending
Girl descends
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9. |
Nocturnal Bombardment
02:45
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10. |
We're Both Drowning
04:02
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We're both drowning, we're both drowning
I have been a creature of the
Night time comes and dreams unravelled
Dance enslaved to memories of the
Fallen souls whose shadows visit
We're both drowning, we're both drowning
Yellowed pages tell me of my
Sallow eyes stare back from mirror
Life to lived for frail existence
Glass which tries to teach me duty
We're both drowning, we're both drowning
Are you certain?
Yes, we're drowning now
Wir tanzen und wir spirallen
Zusammen bis zur Erde
What a piece of work is man
Kind words ring hollow and empty
Body fights to hold together
Hallways hear the manic footsteps
I have been a creature of the
Night time comes and dreams unravelled
Dance enslaved to memories of the
Fallen souls whose shadows visit
We're both drowning, we're both drowning
Are you certain?
Yes, we're drowning
Now
We're both drowning
now
We go on together
Now our story is not over
Can you listen to our memories
Falling from the yellowed pages calling.
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11. |
Dust Motes
04:56
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Falling
Twisting
Perning
Dancing
Drifting
Floating
Turning
Tumbling
Falling
Floating
Tumbling
Twisting
Turning
Perning
Drifting
Dancing
Floating
Dancing
Tumbling
Falling
Perning
Drifting
Turning
Falling
These walls, these walls close in
The grey permeates my skin
My blood is become paint
These walls, these walls close in
This grey permeates my skin
My blood is become paint
These walls, these walls close in
My grey penetrates my skin
These walls, these walls close in
My grey penetrates my skin
These walls, these walls close in.
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12. |
Gravelines; Evening
02:12
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Pocket Lint London, UK
Solo artist, guitars, synths and pianos. Genre nomad. Concept driven noir pop
My songs are scattered with found sounds. I call them aural bon-bons.
Enjoy!
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