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Good morning, nothingness
The traffic disappeared
And you and I did well to leave the party
Our exhausted nerves
have been issued a curfew
And no one hears from us until tomorrow
Behind the curtains, behind the closed doors
So it’s good just to sit here
on the sofa
and watch as the world
starts with the coda
Good morning nothingness
Good morning nothingness, hello
The demons are powerless
The neighbours stopped to party
The traffic disappeared,
Good morning, hello
Behind the curtains, behind the closed doors
So it’s good just to sit here
on the sofa
and watch as the world
starts with the coda
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2. |
Dancing to Sirens
04:02
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Listening to sirens again
What is it they’re trying to say?
It’s a long list of losses
It’s a cruel recital to play.
Requiem above the rooftops
covering the heartbeat again
I go on dancing to sirens
To break my holy silence
Since the day they closed the discos
Every moment feels the same
No one bats an eye to drama
No one cares to play the game
Requiem above the rooftops
Is covering the heartbeat again
I go on dancing to sirens
To break my holy silence
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3. |
If You Say So
03:55
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I grabbed your hand and put it
Where I thought my heart would be
But you moved it and you said
‘It’s here, you see’
Well, I don’t know
If you say so
I don’t know
If you say
Then you put your hand, gently
On the top of my head
And said ‘The demons that live here
Will now go to bed’
Well, I don’t know
If you say so
I don’t know
If you say
So wish me luck
I’ll try to see
How the night
Is treating me
Well, I don’t know
If you say so
I don’t know
If you say
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4. |
Love is Cancelled
05:09
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Washed out, hangover, ready to leave
You’re at the backdoor, like a thief
Avoiding my eyes as I catch you mid act
The years haven’t worked in our favour
My truth, your truth - it’s irrelevant
No one needs no one, and this is the end
Let me open the door for you, hand me the key
You don’t need to leave like a creeper
Some boys will block you when they are done
But I still remember how it’s begun
And let me remind you why it will end…
Love is cancelled
Love is cancelled
Love is cancelled
Love is cancelled
You never told me you’re dying
Not knowing is easier than denying
Guess somebody else will tell me if it’s too late
That we are already after
Sometimes love needs no obituary
Just a public announcement that’s light and airy
A few lines that’s easy to read and forget
A nothing-to-see-here disaster
Some boys will block you when they are done
But I still remember how it’s begun
And let me remind you why it will end…
Love is cancelled
Love is cancelled
Love is cancelled
Love is cancelled
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Teacup
03:40
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There were a few nightmares to
take on, break in
There is a new lighthouse
again in the making
And there came a time when it was fine
just to wake up, break up
It’s been all new
both me and you
had to climb out
from our teacup
wake up
The muddy water just
keeps on flowing
It carries everything
I might believe in
And it brought a time
when it was fine
just to wake up
break up
It’s been all new
both me and you
had to climb out
from our teacup
wake up
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We are nowhere and everywhere
I remember the story well
Holding on to the memory tight
I’m gonna shout your name in the night
And when the day is over
And the stars are growing bolder
You and I are finally closer
The sound waves will find their way tonight
Break up the sky and turn on the day
The darkness we painted is fading away
Pick up the rhythm and take up the fight
I’m gonna shout your name in the night
And when the day is over
And the stars are growing bolder
You and I are finally closer
The sound waves will find their way tonight
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7. |
Bitterfly
05:12
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The day started without me
The minutes and the hours
The machine started purring
Giving you the powers
But my wings are still quite frozen
The coffee hasn’t kicked in
I wonder how I got here
If I can’t fly in the morning
Give me sugar
Give me love
Push me higher
And above
Give me caffeine
And relief
Will the Sandman
Never leave
It’s the tremor
Of the Earth
That has left me
In this curse
I can’t flutter
I can’t fly
I’m a bitter
Butterfly
So tell me, what have I missed
That broke me without knowing
And who was waiting for me
Where I was never going
So sleepy that I can’t move
But there is still tomorrow
You’ll wake me up with breakfast
And memories to borrow
Give me sugar
Give me love
Push me higher
And above
Give me caffeine
And relief
Will the Sandman
Never leave
It’s the tremor
Of the Earth
That has left me
In this curse
I can’t flutter
I can’t fly
I’m a bitter
Butterfly
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8. |
Winchester Geese
03:25
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No one knows about the
no one cares about the
Winchester geese
Men would make them fly by
Men would make the fall down
Just as they please
Whatever they say
Whatever they pray
It will fall back to the ground
Whatever they build
To cover their guilt
We’ll know who to comfort and who to hound
And in the early morning
When the priests are selling
Tokens for your sins
Then we’ll wake and wonder
What they will look like
When the night begins
When they make them fly by
When they make them fall down
Just as they please
No one knows about the
No one cares about the
Winchester geese
Whatever they say
Whatever they pray
It will fall back to the ground
Whatever they build
To cover their guilt
We’ll know who to comfort and who to hound
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9. |
New Skin
03:40
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So I’m washing the concealer
Off the fingerprints on my face
And taking my clothes off
To stare in the mirror, naked
I’ve been wearing too long
What you’ve done to me
And you’d never thought in the end
I’d be the one to make it
Don’t beat me like my father
Don’t single me out like the teacher
Don’t bully me like those boys in class
Don’t touch me like the preacher
Now I am coming up again
Right above the surface
Taking the air that’s mine
All back to me
The undue touches are losing
Their weight that held me
So don’t ever treat me
As if it was meant to be
Don’t beat me like my father
Don’t single me out like the teacher
Don’t bully me like those boys in class
Don’t touch me like the preacher
I cleaned every inch
Cell by cell I’ve rebuilt
Cell by cell I’ve regrown
Bit by bit I refilled
And now I wear my new skin
No fingerprints define it
And no one dares to question
The curious eyes are blinded
Don’t beat me like my father
Don’t single me out like the teacher
Don’t bully me like those boys in class
Don’t touch me like the preacher
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Have you ever thought
To look into the mirror
It needs a bit of cleaning
After all the times
And I know it’s hard
To see without your glasses
But have you ever thought
To look beyond the lines
They look a bit distorted,
The things you think you see
Fooling with your vision
Fooling with your brain
The uppers and the downers
Met you anywhere but halfway
But tell me, have you ever
Ever thought to say:
Congratulations
You’re doing fine
Time to take a break now
From chasing the divine
Congratulations
You’re doing great
Isolation’s over
So go out and celebrate
It’s heavy, I know, but you’re doing fine
It’s heavy, said the doctor
It’s heavy, said the deep
And all their words of wisdom
Puts your heart to sleep
But are you what they tell you
Or you’ll be on your own way
So tell me, have you ever
Ever thought to say:
Congratulations
You’re doing fine
Time to take a break now
From chasing the divine
Congratulations
You’re doing great
Isolation’s over
So go out and celebrate
It’s heavy, I know, it’s heavy, I know
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Kristóf Hajós Amsterdam, Netherlands
Kristóf Hajós is a Hungarian singer and lyricist living in Amsterdam. After years as the singer of the internationally acclaimed The Unbending Trees, he started working on a solo material together with singer & songwriter Róbert Németh to reflect on the constant and changes. ... more
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