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I had a friend who left the shore
they were three hundred twenty-four
huddling tight onto the deck
singing ‘till nightfall.
If the morning wave would come
I could always learn - he thought
the gust will always sing great songs
to lull the children’s moan
to lull the children’s moan
Not all ships sink, not all sins bend
the land belongs to those who lands
flags as barb wire fences
and scraps of yellow walls
I had a friend who left the shore
they were three hundred twenty-four
he sent me a postcard and a red scarf
and a treasure map
and a treasure map
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Late Medieval Dream
05:35
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I heard the same
The poor man knows
Had a little crisis
Started to see
Around the smiles,
Claps and cheers
Prince of the kingdom
Jumped from the bridge
Soon as the tender dawn shows up
Forever falls on castle steps
Focused hopes before the final day
Fall and crash later, anyway
And I kept fighting till the end
Then I fall down beneath the ground
To the place without the cloudy skies
Deep dark sea my body flows around
Around the smiles,
Claps and cheers
Prince of the kingdom
Jumped from the bridge
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3. |
Dharma Bums
06:05
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Morning came again,
wild, unwind
my knees crossed and the clouds
as we rolled to South
I climbed the rock with barefoot
wine, backpack,
a stitch of blue horizon lane
survivor of rain
I'll see you in the purple train
the eastern track, I don't know where
ken lies in simple words
I painted a sky in yellow blows
air is space, illusion
I leaped the world's ties and sat with waves
bones as vain dawdling lines
I'll see you in the purple train
the eastern track, I don't know when
ken lies in simple words
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Peacock Pie
05:00
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Welcome to peacock pie, tells the rusty plate.
Shady lights, dark street corridors, old dusty town.
And this town is mad, the sidewalks cracked, look out for funny frowns
Bridge is broken, lying as token, old tired town.
The ladies of the corridor, find themselves involved.
My neighbor is an old fool, so everyone is told.
The men in suites, the whores in red, the old grumpy clowns.
The harbor sank, the captain drown, an old dusty town.
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Mavi Express Copenhagen, Denmark
Mavi Express is an indie-folk / experimental rock band based in Copenhagen.
Noisy Beehive Records.
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