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Come September
03:34
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COME SEPTEMBER
January, I see the light for the first time.
February, wedding bells ring.
In March, it feels quite nice. It feels alright.
April showers send me flowers
In May, they say "fais ce qu'il te plait."
By June I start to fall apart
And in July the time flies by
August always brings the same things
All the years blend together
What will I remember?
All the years blend together
What will I remember?
All the years blend together
What will I remember?
What will I do now?
I always make the same resolutions
and then forget them
I start with such high hopes
but where do they go?
Come September it starts over
October lies with its disguise
November please, please leave the leaves
December ends with no amends
All the years blend together
What will I remember?
All the years blend together
What will I remember?
All the years blend together
What will I remember?
What will I do now?
All the years look alike.
What will I remember?
What should I do now?
All the years look alike.
What will I remember?
What should I do now?
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2. |
Frustration
03:06
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FRUSTRATION
You caught me staring
from the corner
I tried to hide
to save my pride
you don't want me, no no no
you don't want me
you don't want me, no no no
you don't want me
He's a bad choice
but I'm desperate
I am not waiting
For you to call me
It’s just as well
You never will
you don't want me, no no no
you don't want me
you don't want me, no no no
you don't want me
I'm a puppet on the shelf
and I'll answer no-one else
but you're just a little boy
who's grown tired of his toy
why won't you just let me be?
why do you do these things to me?
dust me off and take me with you
and I'm aching
with frustration
you keep me begging
wanting more
But you don't want me, no no no
you don't want me
But you don't want me, no no no
you don't want me
It's not fair to keep me here
no, no, it's not fair....
it's not, it's not fair...
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3. |
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Drinking some cider in an empty bar,
making some money in America.
It's all about money in America.
I'm trying to change its mind.
I thought that I had finally found it,
but some things never turn out as they should.
You made me touch life like no one else did.
And now you are stepping back
It hurts...
Some fires burn bright and then burn out.
Is there a way to make out right from wrong?
So disconnected and so far away
Will I be left with silence from now on?
Like a meteorite in a field,
Suddenly it all comes crashing down.
It hurts...
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4. |
A Harsh Terrain
05:01
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His rugged face,
a landscape marked by time,
was a harsh terrain
where all gentle thoughts go to die.
The East Texas hills
are a wild place to get lost in.
You took me there in a truck once
and I thought about staying.
Her gnarled hands,
a landscape marked by time,
were a harsh terrain
where no sweet caress could hide.
The East Texas hills
are a wild place to get lost in.
You took me there in a truck once
and I thought about staying.
I've been working out in the yard,
raking up the leaves.
I like to think of your skin turning rough
like the bark of that tree.
It's a question
of time, of time, of time...
Your pale blue eyes,
a landscape marked by time,
are a harsh terrain
where I'd happily lay down and die.
The East Texas hills
are a wild place to get lost in.
You took me there in a truck once
and I thought about staying.
I've been working out in the yard,
raking up the leaves.
I like to think of your skin turning rough
like the bark of that tree.
It's a question
of time, of time, of time...
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5. |
Rabbit Hole in the Snow
04:37
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I know what these feelings do
and I know it's nothing good.
I turn a brick round in my hand
but there's no way to make it stand.
Tell lies or tell the truth
who cares if it's done for good?
Lie so much that you believe
in all your stories.
I fell in there a long time ago
Already saw the snow
I know where this leads for sure
and it's no place for you
A rabbit hole in the snow
A rabbit hole in the snow
I know where this leads for sure
and it's no place for you.
You're playing out the drama
like a cheap soap opera
mmmmmmm
I fell in there a long time ago
Already saw the snow
I know where this leads for sure
and it's no place for you
a rabbit hole in the snow
a rabbit hole in the snow
I know where this leads for sure
and it's no place for you.
What once was black and white
now bursts into color,
Psychedelic, kaleidosopic, wild and unreal.
Things should be coming into focus
but right now I don't have enough distance.
Staring at the sun is sure to blind me
just like the bright white light of a field of snow
Staring at the sun will drive me crazy
just like the bright white light of a field of snow
I fell in there a long time ago
Already saw the snow
I know where this leads for sure
and it's no place for you
a rabbit hole in the snow
a rabbit hole in the snow
I know where this leads for sure
and it's no place for you.
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6. |
Skinny Dipping
05:26
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Let's go, let's go swimming.
Let's go down to the lakeside.
Let's go skinny dipping
together in the moonlight.
Let's go, let's go down to the lakeside.
Skinny dipping, skinny dipping.
Put your body next to mine
Skinny dipping skinny dipping
Put your body next to mine
Let's park, let’s park the car here.
Feel the sand beneath your feet.
What if we leave our clothes here
in a pile on the beach?
Skinny dipping, skinny dipping
Put your body next to mine
Skinny dipping skinny dipping
Put your body next to mine
You run You run You run You run
right up to the water's edge.
It was my idea, my idea
But you're the braver one, I guess.
But you’re the braver one I guess
Let's go, let's go swimming.
Let's go down to the lakeside.
Let's go skinny dipping
together in the moonlight.
skinny dipping, skinny dipping,
Put your body next to mine.
You run You run You run You run
right up to the water's edge.
It was my idea, my idea
But you're the braver one, I guess.
But you’re the braver one I guess
You are the one who sees things through...
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Château Nowhere Austin, Texas
Château Nowhere is a graceful turbulence of epic indie rock. A unique sonic metamorphosis of dissonance with reminiscent echoes of the early sounds of Blonde Redhead and groovier Deerhoof. The band evokes a French melancholy enlightened with the disparate sounds of the Kantele; an amplified harp with 38 piano strings. A mystical wonder from Finland. ... more
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