(local mutations)
by songwaters
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Digital Album
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stalactite
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fissure through the fist
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credits
released 01 January 2011
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- Track Name: apocalypse 3D part1-extractors
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strange strange sounds are
coming from the dark
hold me
hold me please
hold me close to your breasts between your
hold me between your knees
hold me hold me please
put my head between your knees
im scared to death about the
apocalypse
apocalisp
hold me
hold me please
before the ghosts
extract my teeth
the meteors are coming down
the birds are also coming down
when everything is coming down
there is nothing loft - Track Name: apocalypse 3D part2- meditation
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satellites
satellites crashing down
making craters in the ground
because the earth's gravity
increased 10-fold
our bodies became
like alligators...
skinned alive,
cuz the earth wanted our skin
our souls are flying
to the sky
and i'm
in a feeling
in a way i
and i
wanna be her skylight
i'm like
the light
a light - Track Name: the urban songs of our madness
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in the evening...
in the evening...
in the still before the storm
We stand on the road,
barefoot;
waiting for the cloud to come.
We will dance in circles
dancing under evening skies
rain is drenching the skyscrapers
rain is falling in our eyes
As the night is falling
we slip away from all that pain
we are dancing to the thunder
we are drinking drops of rain
In the evening
in the evening
in the evening would you come?
We will fall in love;
deeper. - Track Name: fissure through the fist
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Dawn falls on our town like a dark evening
we awake from sleep and start feeling this:
(and this):
(and this):
We take the company bus.
The mist glows between the rows and rows of machines,
Waiting for us.
we think of the day ahead and feel like:
we feel like:
we feel like:
after a few hours
we become aware
of a metal rhythm that is always there.
after a few more hours when i am standing still
i want to run around naked screaming
and then throw my body in the grinding wheels
but then the factory whistle blows.
in the evening
when the factory whistle blows
we get to go home
if one day
the factory horn doesnot blow
will we never get to go home
in my dreams the horn sounds like this:
O sweet and twisted bliss.
