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On the Road
03:24
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on the road long enough
a smokey scene of a train
woke up as the sun was red
trees snake with river beds
east of my past
west of right now
that is to say
where I am today
burn, burn, burn
sunrise
like a roman candle
nest of water bays
in the slanted rain
trees show their bones
and I am away
to be at home
like a stranger
in a strange town
I go in the direction
of my desire
burn, burn, burn
sunrise
like a roman candle
land of many hills
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2. |
La Escena de la Ventana
04:29
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La Soledad metafisica
se transforma
en aislamiento concreto
en esta ciudad
Indicios materiales
y el orden espiritual
vinculados a la escena de la ventana
Sin forma
No hay fondo
Hay algo menos fisico que el cuerpo
como mis palabras esta mañana
eran ma-ni-fes-ta-ciones de el alma
La Soledad metafisica
se transforma
en celos vinculados a la escena de la ventana
rodeados por el infinito
y la muerte
vivir es construir
futuros recuerdos
Sin forma
No hay fondo
Hay algo menos fisico que el cuerpo
como mis palabras esta mañana
perdido en tu mirada, soñaba
eran ma-ni-fes-ta-ciones de el alma
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3. |
Como al Viento el Molino
03:35
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los dias como gotas en la lluvia van
y yo contando ovejas sin poder soñar
la solucion a mi angustia es tu amor
induce alegria en mi corazon
la lluvia y los dias son un domino
un truco sucesivo al destino
yo estaba analizando mi camino
como al viento el molino
no soy quijote
de romances
con mi amor
sigo el camino
al invierno
eliptico
credits
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4. |
Where do We go Now
03:38
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Where do we go now
That fall is gone
Where do we go now
I don't know
I don't know
Don't be afraid now
It's ok
Every door is a way
Every day is a page
Every day is a page
Not the best of days
Everything seems to change
And I'm trying to tame my pain
Where we go now
I don't know
Just go ahead now
Find the road
Find your road
In seasons of rain
Where do I go
I don't know
And it's ok
That I don't know
Not the best of days
Everything seems to change
And I'm trying to tame my pain
As I'm going through my daze
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5. |
Ok ok
04:40
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I'm walking around
with an answer in my hands
looking, and thinking, and drinking everyday
ok ok
it happens I get tired
of being a man
hanging by the wire
with all the dirty towels
ok ok
oh, darling please
I'm sad and alone
this foreign bob
wants you home
I'm no good at saying bye bye
'cause I don't break down
and cry
ok ok
I'm walking around
with an answer in my hands
looking, and thinking, and drinking everyday
ok ok
oh, darling please
I'm sad and alone
this foreign bob
wants you home
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I still don't know
What she said to me
While driving away
Following the stick chart
The secret is
No secret nowhere
Sun everywhere
Sun anywhere
Green means stop
Red means go
Days are kind
Just like the ones
I used to knowThe river flows into the ocean
It's just like going home
Oh, it's just like going home
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7. |
Dancing Slow
05:00
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A land of many trees
A corner of the west
Where memories like rain
Trickle everyday
Forth
From the shadows
Of my thoughts
My beloved ways
Trick me of a home
In a storm
Dancing Slow
Trying
Not to loose
My head
Too much
A brick wall
And a lamp
And me, so lonely
In the dark
I need you to know
We might go domino
But I will never turn
My back on you
In a storm
Dancing Slow
Trying
Not to Loose
My head
Too much
In a storm
Dancing Slow
Trying
Not to loose
My head
Too much
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Everybody
Does their business
Everybody does it
Right
It al drains
With the rain
Like a
Lullaby
To distract myself
from the death of Lou
I watch a movie
About
Rollercoasters
In the future
She looks good
In a man's shirt
Dipping her hair
In my whiskey
Don't tell me we are
Liars, thieves, birds
It hurts
Oh, yeah it hurts
To distract myself
from the death of Lou
I watch a movie
About
Rollercoasters
In the future
A car that drives
A car that dance
The battery is
the lullaby
All considered
Nobody is wrong
Nobody is right
To distract myself
from the death of Lou
I watch a movie
About
Rollercoasters
In the future
To distract myself
from the death of Lou
I watch a movie
About
Rollercoasters
In the future
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9. |
Entre balas y Batman
03:54
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entre balas y batman
lo real es irreal
algo sin razon y abyecto
sobreviviendo esta sociedad
repitiendo antecedentes
algo ajeno a la razon
un oraculo guason
entre balas y batman
yo camino el camino que me camina
de cara a la memoria
reciproco dentro del conjunto
deje de hablar
ahora escribo palabras
sobre mi piel
credits
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Pampa is Moon Baillie-vocals/guitars, Steve Lykken-drums, Kerrick Olson-guitar/vocals, Jack Peters-Bass- Nate Rogers-keyboard/vocals.
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