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Welcome To Woe!nderland
03:33
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Going to the night show, flirting with the dance floor
green and red and yellow, did I pass to tomorrow?
Welcome to Woe!nderland.
Barefoot in a corner, begging for a kiss
spotlights spitting fireflies, glowing lies in disguise
Stains on my white dress, eyes full of curiosity
Someone whispers “this is not you,” oh no!
White feathers everywhere, where did I leave my wings?
I think I sold them for some wine on my way down…
Welcome to Woe!nderland. Yeah.
Pockets full of love songs, searching for a hero
Someone says I’m pretty, so I give him my jacket…
Welcome to Woe!nderland.
Funny drunk rabbits claim they all can take me home
There’ s just one small detail: my name is not Alice!
Oh stains on my white dress, eyes full of curiosity
Someone whispers “this is not you no, no!”
White feathers everywhere, where did I leave my wings?
I think I sold them for some wine on my way down…
Welcome to Woe!nderland.
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“Hush… She is speaking again, whispering.
She thinks nobody can see her. She cannot see me,
even though I am standing right in front of her.
Watching the violent way in which she scratches her face, trying to get rid of her natural beauty makes my eyes bleed.
She stops breathing, thinking that she can stay alive
only with the memory of oxygen in her lungs.
Then, right before suffocating, she inhales hard
anything that goes down so she could fly.
She is not flying though, those are not wings on her back, no.
But lips, be quiet now and ears, listen carefully,
she is whispering a song, an ancient weep.
I am standing right in front of her. But she cannot see me.”
What to breath next? Dead woman singing!
She is speaking again, whispering.
She thinks that nobody can see her
She is singing a song
and from her lips the foaming words overflow,
she looks like a cute little animal with rabies…
Dead woman singing!
She will swallow anything that goes tik tak tik tak tik tak
Low blood sugar causes bomb cravings…Kaboom!
“Ears listen carefully, she is opening her mouth”,
says the morning breeze, “one day she will understand...”
Dead woman, sing woman!
She needs a place to hide,
a spacious rat-hole would do just fine
the emptiness has made her obese… Dead woman singing!
…“She is only sleeping...”
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Darling Aurora
03:28
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I think about you at night
I am water, you are sky. You are the colors, I’m black ‘n white
Now I can see you and now I… can I?
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Today I sat across the lake and I watched my love song drown.
Struggling for air, sinking down, and rising up again!
Little sparrows stop their song, wondering what’ s going on
So, they come to play along,
splashing water, having fun – oh no!
My song, my song, I watch you drown in a lake of tears,
and my eyes go numb
I blow a soft breeze, so you’ d know I’m here
Silent red and passionate grey, gothic circles on a lake
Violent life in the stillness of death,
this is the day my love song passed away!
Oh no, no, no… yes, yes, yes.
Romeo and Julie sing, it’s their poem’s greatest scene…
Today my love song passed away.
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Here 'n Now
05:11
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Here and now, where is the here and now…?
Home now, I wanna go home now, but I must wait for the dawn.
I wish I was a tree, or at least a little fly… but it looks like
I am stuck with this body, so I’ll have to deal with it.
Strong enough, I thought I was strong enough,
should be a hero by now…
Grown up, I heard that a grown up
should never be afraid of the dark.
I wish I was a tree, or at least a little fly…
But it looks like I am stuck with this body, so I’ll have to deal with it.
Oh what a to-do to die today at a minute or two to two?
A thing distinctly hard to say but an easier thing to do!
Here and now, where is the “here”?
Home now, wanna go home…
Come on in, come on in! Come on and deal with it!
I wish I was a tree, or at least a little fly…
But it looks like I am stuck with this body, so I’ll have to deal with it…
… and I will, if You will be my friend... will You be my friend?
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Cuckoo! 2020 Version
04:00
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-I wanna be a real bird!
-Little bird, little wooden bird, won’t you come out here and sing us a word?
-Cuckoo!
-“Cuckoo”, yes… Oh, your house is a masterpiece! Sing vows to Beauty, say you’ll never leave!
-The wind, the moon… the sun, the rain… the wolves, the bears…
the HUNGER, the sweating, the HEAT, the cold, the NEED…
So better stay inside! Better stay in… Cuckoo!
-You’ll never leave!
- (Ant) I will find You… In the end.
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Atraeyu's Happy Ending
02:56
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Blue forests and green (angry?) skies
Little boy, you will be a warrior someday
Little boy, one of these days you will wake up
and you will see a warrior
One of these days little boy, little warrior boy
Time to wake up! Time to go, away!
What if the skies are not angry after all?
What if the skies are the way?
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I went to the night show, flirted with the dance floor,
green and red and yellow
(I think I never made it to T. O. M. O. R. O.)
Stains on my white dress, eyes full of curiosity,
someone whispered “this is not you!”
Funny drunk rabbits claimed they all could take me home,
there was one small detail: they were after Alice!
This is not tangerines, this is not apple pie, this is not true love
WHYYYYYY??????
It was all just unicorn piss and all it left me with was…
Stains! On my white dress, eyes f*&@%#^*osity,
someone (implied) “this was NEVER you!”
“Stay… stay… stay…” “This is not…”
Mmmm…White feathers everywhere…
See, I had to rob an angel of his wings… On my way out.
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Guinevere 2020 Version
05:05
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Is it time to go back home, already?
I should stay here, just one more night
Such a beautiful evening, the shadows are glowing.
Are there any visitors coming over?
I am standing in front of the Door, quietly,
holding the key in my hand
The Door leads to a new morning, to Life itself
Is it time to go home, already?
(Why am I so scared of going back?)
It’s too hard to let you go
(I’ve been living in darkness for so long)
How much longer must I wait…
(Why is it so scary to go back home?)
…before I decide to take that step?
(I’ve been inside the darkness for too long)
(Translated from Finnish)
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Queen Of Dust
04:19
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My dress used to be white, racing with the daylight
Now it’ s full of dark stains smelling like moldy rain
If underneath that cloud of flies is a child, terrified,
then can all this filth come from the inside?
“They” can only hide true beauty with their lies,
that doesn’t mean it’s not there to be seen
I aint angry at you world,
it would only make my dress filthier if I was…
Filthy filthy filthy, guilty guilty guilty… filthy gal!
... tell me, what am I? Please…
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The Bride
05:03
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Him: “There she is my love my bride, standing all alone in the dark.”
Ηer: “Here he comes a King in the night, he is red and he is white… He has the heavens in his eyes.”
Him: “She wears my love, she is my Bride.”
Ηer: “I am not the one you seek, I am filthy and I am weak…”
Him: “It's because you're standing in the dark… Step close to me, in the light you'll see what you look like! I'll hear you sing,
see you dance in your white dress, see how you shine!”
Ηer: “You see right through me… You remind me of who I am.”
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In Your hands I will hatch. In Your love forever, I.
In Your hands I will hatch, I will let go.
Scream for passion! Let go.
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LYRICS
-Why, who’s that giant standing there? Fearsome as hell, I’ m truly scared!
-Have mercy on us, little ant! Don’t come any closer or I’ll pee my pants!
-Please, don’t lay a foot on us, or we’ll be tickled to death!
-I’d rather be trampled by a parade of angry elephants!
-So, you believe you are a big thing? That everybody thinks you’re their King?
-Well, let me tell you Your Highness, your mother’s uglier than dog-face Sam, and you stink like rotten spam!
-Nasty as sin man, nasty as sin!
-Smite us, oh mighty Schmuck!
-Hey… why isn’t he sayin’ no nothin’?
-Maybe you should poke him!
-Maybe he only speaks “stupid”!
-Hey, you! Get back inside, stay low. The enemy’s coming, he won’t be long. Now go, I’ll deal with him. On my own.
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Vive Greece
V!VE is a Greek/Finnish song writer/producer/performer. In other words, a story telling sound sculptor. Her music can be
best described as experimental / cerebral pop / cinematic rock, using theatrical vocals and creating unique sound scuptures.
V!VE's lyrics are psychoanalytical, philosophical and most of all spiritual.
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