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The Dreamer
04:30
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He works from 9 ‘till 9
and wishes he were somewhere else,
in a paper mashee dream
floating on a carnival street
amidst the waterlilies
of roads not taken
and hopes long ago forgotten…
He works from 9 ‘til 9
and wishes he were somebody else,
a six foot Adonis with golden skin
who’s reality bends to his slightest whim…
under the unchained, insatiable momentum
of youth not yet tamed…
I work from 9 ‘till 9,
roaming like a lost thought
through the catacombs of a mind
who’s reins I barely hold…
But it is here, in the dark, that I find myself;
it is here, in the silence, that I hear myself;
it is here, in the tombs of forgotten souls,
that I find myself…
I am just the dreamer
who’s learnt to kiss the sin,
and found that, in a world of tin,
sometimes the gold you seek
lies within…
I am just the dreamer
who’s learnt to kiss the sin,
and found that, in a world of tin,
sometimes the gold you seek
lies within…
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Le Somnambule
03:04
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Si mes nuits parlent de toi
c’est que chaque soir je dois t’inventer d’avantage-
Si tu n’existes pas,
dans mes songes, ton visage
s’éveille plus fort à moi…
et je tourne sur moi même en incrédule;
seul, dans mes rêves
je révèle le Somnanbule…
C’est pour te retrouver
que je dors sans arrêt, assommé de cachets
et j’ai l’éternité
pour encore te rêver, pour tout recommencer…
et je brûle, sur les braises, je me consume…
Quand je suis face à face,
je retrouve en double dans la glace
des yeux morts qui n’attendent plus
que le sommeil pour relever
le Somnanbule…
Dans mes nuits agitées
j’ai toutes les libertés de cinglé, de sauvage,
mais si je reste entier
c’est aussi pour prouver que je suis de passage…
et je tremble à l’idée de lâcher…
Quand je suis face à face,
je retrouve en double dans la glace
des yeux morts qui n’attendent plus
que le sommeil pour relever
le Somnanbule…
Quand je suis face à face,
je retrouve en double dans la glace
des yeux morts qui n’attendent plus
que le sommeil pour réveiller
le Somnanbule.
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The Silent Desert
04:23
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Teenage soldiers walk their beat
beneath the hate filled eyes they flee,
through this land I once called home,
where only fear is free to roam…
Strange how he looks just like me
in his dusty green fatigues;
strange how he shakes just like me,
face to face
on these ruined streets
our histories meet…
Now the guns ring out insane as ever-
bullets and stone scream at each other,
but the words are the same
and the blood is the same-
tell me now, when will our desert
find silence again?
Tell me, how many years, how much more pain
until our desert finds silence again?…
I won’t lie for you anymore…
I won’t die for you anymore…
As we walk these streets, our eyes must meet
and learn to see- only the innocent bleed…
Our leaders preach a hate they need
to drive a fear, to feed their greed;
So you and I must put aside
fifty years of blood and pride-
only then will peace be heard
once again in our
Silent Desert.
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Spain
04:42
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She came from southern Spain,
she told me her name,
but I just stood and stared;
She dealt out all the cards,
traded all her spades for Hearts,
but I, I couldn’t have cared…
She’s the one I’ve always dreamt of,
she’s the one I couldn’t have,
she’s the crime I never committed…
She came from southern Spain
and I fell into her game-
a pawn on a board I couldn’t see…
She played me as a king,
I dreamt of her as Queen,
But what a fool,
what a fool I turned out to be…
She’s the one I always dreamt of,
she’s the one I couldn’t have,
she’s the crime I never committed…
She’s the one I always dreamt of,
she’s the one I couldn’t have,
she’s the crime I never committed…
She could tear up all the cards,
she could burn up all the boards,
but I wouldn’t have cared…
She’s the one I always dreamt of,
she’s the one I always…
She’s the one I always dreamt of,
she’s the one I couldn’t have,
she’s the crime I never committed…
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Paradise
05:31
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In the embrace of illusion
I have found paradise.
She lulls me with a vision
of what a soul could be…
The mind is set alight
by a single spark
and the body follows willingly.
Paradise, like God,
is what you want her to be.
In the chaos of confusion
you will find paradise.
Here, in the realm without reason,
life itself will suffice,
for no truth outweighs another
once you learn to see
that a thought often reflects
the mind that set it free.
Paradise, like Truth,
is what you want him to be.
You and I
may live worlds apart,
speak in tongues that can’t relate
and blame our differences on fate;
But to the rain,
all ground is the same,
all rivers flow as one
into the ocean.
All water is just a part
of the greater whole;
The ultimate existence
justifies itself
by simply being.
Paradise, like Existence,
is what You let it be.
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lawrence collins band Bordeaux, France
Lawrence Collins is an american-egyptian singer songwriter, born in France and brought up in France, England, India, and the United States who speaks 4 languages fluently. His music reflects a life spent travelling and experimenting with different cultures, and he has produced 8 studio albums, a movie soundtrack, a live album, and played over 1700 shows during his 20 year career. ... more
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