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Different Songs
03:05
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Different worlds, different thoughts
different ideas, different fights
different people, different rules
different worlds, different songs
Other worlds, other thoughts
other ideas, others fights
other people, other rules
other worlds, other songs
Or just my world, just my thoughts
just my ideas, just my fights
just my people, just my rules
just my words, just my songs
It's our world, with our thoughts
our ideas, and our fights
our people, and our rules, our words, and our songs
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2. |
Our Song
04:38
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They Walk, they talk, they look, they took
they give, they live, and here am I?
They hear, they fear, they want, they can't
They mind, they find, and where am I?
In the world, in the crowd, in my village, in my home
where am I?
They go, some slow, some fast, some passed
they move, improve, and where am I?
I search, emerge, appear, be clear
I stand and plan to go for more
We belong where we wanne be that's our song!
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3. |
The City With No Name
03:55
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The houses are moving backwards
Trees follow, it never ends
There is no way to meet or the time to smile or greet
I’m driving down the road, driving on my own
There’s only that split second
Then movement let things blend
Until it’s vague and gone, the world was there and moved along
I drive along nog knowing
No names, no words, just going
There’s nothing I have heard I perceived the world like a bird
I move along while I rename
The world I’ve never met
The city with no name I drive away and will forget
It’s me that’s going forward
And make all things flow backwards
I know I will arrive at home tonight so I just drive
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4. |
A Story Without Words
02:54
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Our body tells a story without using words
Sometimes we don’t need to remember what we’ve heard
We love to tell our story and try to share our thoughts
But things sometimes get blurry ’n we can’t translate our thoughts
So I listen with my heart, I listen with my heart
We want to share our feelings but don’t always succeed
We stutter while we’re trying, don’t find the words we need
So I listen with my heart, I listen with my heart
Things might get complicated when words don’t seem to come
When we communicated or kept on hiding some
So I listen with my heart, I listen with my heart
Our body tells a story without using words
Sometimes we don’t need to remember what we’ve heard
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5. |
Stars
03:41
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Trees make a forest
Clouds form a mist
Red and blue make purple
Dots create a circle
Letters form a word
Notes play a tune
Minutes make an hour
Water drops a shower
Our words form a sentence
The sentences a message
We speak it into being
And hope for one thing:
That we will unify
(and) together find the light
From stars shining down
To guide us to our town
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6. |
At The Table
03:16
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Sitting at the table with a coffee, on my own
My phone is keeping quiet and there’s noone else at home
Things are always changing, soms for good, some for bad
I’m counting all my blessings, all the good things that I had
Like sitting in the park in the shade of some old trees
While water from the fountain ’s spraying drops in the breeze
With the sun in the sky, and a swan that came along
it made me want to stay there in the park all day long
Sitting at the table ’s something I like to do
While doing nothing else I can really think things through
While sitting at the table with a coffee, on my own
I think of all the people I already got to know
Some just very recent, some a long time ago
One day I’ll go and see them but now I don’t want to go.
Think things through
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7. |
The Ocean Of Everything
03:19
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The River
03:07
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The rain pours down
The river swells
The words drown
Their meaning as well
The river goes
The river flows
It will never expose
The things it knows
I taste the air
While I walk along
I send a prayer
and wait ‘till its gone
The air has changed
The clouds went by
The drops remained
And I just sigh
The words are gone
The river stays
My part is done
I listen and gaze
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9. |
The Nightingale
03:01
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10. |
The Mayfly
03:43
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When the birds look for their nests because they want to go to sleep
When the farmer finally rests, the evening has come
When the shops all dim their lights because they want to close the doors
When the stars wait for the night, the evening has come
When the evening has arrived, we may now rest and fall asleep
we may hope to be awake when the clouds no longer weep (2x)
When the air is getting cold because the sun’s no longer there
When the mayfly’s feeling old, the evening has come
When the clouds are shedding tears because the day came to an end
When the kids all fight their fears, the evening has come
When it’s time to end our tasks because what’s needed has been done
When some rest is all we ask, the evening has come
when the clouds no longer weep
And the sea stops pulling back
And the stars no longer shine
And the bushes no longer burn
Until I can fly and be free
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11. |
The Day Began
02:37
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The birds asleep, the branches still
The wind has gone, the water ’s deep
No insects fly, no shadows move
The moon seems stuck in an empty sky
My hands are cold, feet soaking wet
My hair is damp, like you fortold
I’m all alone, don’t move at all
Don’t hear you call, the feeling’s gone
When the sun is on the rise
The night must go the day began
light brings life
And warms my bones
My heart jumps up
I’m alive
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12. |
Beautiful Moments
03:07
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The taste of fresh coffee
The birds roaming free
The hug from your friend
The park where you went
The cat giving cuddles
Days without troubles
The sun on your face
The friend you embrace
The poem that touched you
The smile ment for you
The gift you received
The things you achieved
Searching fulfillment made me more aware
Of beautiful moments and people who care
I don’t want to miss these moments I love
That make me feel warm and make me feel loved
Every little thing that makes my heart sing
Will be stored in my heart and always be my part
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13. |
The Only One Left
03:00
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Tall and proud you stand there
While noone seems aware
You’ve never been away from your spot
Not even when things around you changed a lot
Once outside, I see you
But I don’t say hello
So many people know you are here
I wonder if they still like it that you’re near
The maple tree, nice to see
The only one left in the street
The maple tree, will always be
A reminder of all the trees we need
I would like to know how
Things happen down below
Do you really talk with your roots
I wish I could hear the wide web in the woods
We might never know, we guess and we’re slow
In taking good care of the only one left
I’m thankful you‘re strong
and you are standing tall
And hope you will be forever at your spot
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You thing that you know me
But you cannot hear my thoughts
You think that you know me
But you cannot see my mind
You think, think, think, that you know me
But the one who knows me best, is me
You think that you know me
By observing what I do
You think that you know me
By the works I have done
You think that you know me
‘cause you analysed my words
You think that you know me
’cause you’ve known me for some time
If you want to get to know me
Listen to what I share
If you want to get to know me
I’ll open my heart to you
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15. |
Strong Coffee
02:51
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I know you like strong coffee or I think you do
Because you always drink it, I assume you do
I look at you from my inner me
And try to understand the things I can see
You look at me from your inner you
And try to understand the things that I do
I know you like your scooter or I think you do
I always see you ride it so I assume you do
I know you like my visits or I think you do
Because you never say so I have to guess if that’s true
So we think that we know
But we really don’t know for sure
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16. |
The Blanket
03:07
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17. |
Face The Wind
02:58
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Turning left, or turning right
I take the path that’s feeling right
I don’t compare don’t get confused
When others dissaprove
Turning left or turning right
I take the path that’s feeling right
I keep in mind what suits me best
‘till I feel blessed
Stones can make you stumble
Thorns can give you trouble
A forest can be frightening and dark
Nights make you feel lonely
Storms make you move slowly
But walk, don’t stop and face the wind
The road ahead is bumpy, the river rushes wildly
The bridge that once was there seems to have gone
Your back is getting tired
Your legs feeling on fire
But walk don’t stop and face the wind
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18. |
The Future
03:03
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When we are young and look at the future
We can say: “maybe then”
And hope that the time will move on quickly
We are now, we are here, life is now, then is near
When we grow up and look at the future
We can say: “maybe then”
And hope that the time will move on quickly
We are…
When we grow older and look at the future
We might say:”maybe then”
And feel that the time is moving quickly
We are …
When then is now and now is the future
We no longer say:”maybe then”
We’re living in the days of “maybe then”
We are ...
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19. |
The Clock
02:55
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Time seems slow
The morning endless
The coffee ’s gone too fast
I feel a little restless
But I, I don’t mind
Time feels stuck
The radio’s playing
The coffee cup still waits
I sit here just staring
But I, I don’t mind
One hour gone
The minutes ticking
The day feels like a year
I sit here just waiting
But I, I don’t mind
I don't mind
I'm listening to the clock
waisting the hours
Until I hear you knock
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20. |
The King
03:22
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He told me he was a “king”
Mindful and always wise
He told me to spread out my wings
And turn my eyes to the skies
He told me he had found ways
All by himself
His words left me amazed
And made me look at myself
I noticed he wasn’t that strong
Smart but scared of the world
With his backpack he just moved along
And I stayed behind with his words
When your soul is hurting, your heart is broken
your mind is searching, all words left unspoken
fading away
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21. |
The Safe Place
02:32
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Curtains drawn, music soft
Tea lukewarm, legs are crossed
I’m only now, I don’t mind time
And I know why, it feels just fine
There's a place, warm and nice, where I feel safe
I sit or lie, the sofa’s nice
I laugh and cry, this is life
Real or not real, I like to go there
‘cause I need a place, here and everywhere
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