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monday morning
02:35
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monday morning
i'm taking steps from the dell
i was hidden so well
from that feeling i've lost all i wanted
fear might take what's left of me
ear to the ground too long asleep
your fingertips to wake my heart
into that monday morning
a day that came without a warning
hugged by the rays of dawn
your skin feels like home
water's still but runs real deep
way too cold beneath my feet
there must be words to wake my heart
into that monday morning
a day that came without a warning
hugged by the rays of dawn your skin feels like home
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2. |
bubble
03:05
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bubble
my head still against the pillow
you cross your heart put the finger on my lips
before i rush into new day
make a promise
my feet will catch the ground
if i stay out of trouble
nothing will burst my bubble if you hold my hand
beautiful boy
all my tears and all my joy
every day looks like you
every sheet is your skin
i'll be there to lick your wounds, stay!
no girl could make me go away
beautiful boy
all my tears and all my joy
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august song to heal my heart
why do i feel
like i'm falling hard
falling to the ground
when it comes to you
i'm always falling hard
falling to the ground
why do i feel
like your words could heal
what's left of my heart
what do you need
do you want to hear my reasons
do you need me to tell you yours
we've been playing confused
is it time to tell the truth
what else is there for us to do
do you need me
do you need me
like i need you
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4. |
saying goodbye
02:51
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saying goodbye
street noise awakes me
you are all that i need
i wish i'm not so harmless to your heart
and in a couple of seconds
after you leave
I gather what's left for
playing my part
and i leave
saying goodbye to your coffee cup
saying goodbye to what's left of us
you don't use words
so i'll mark a few lines in your book
laying by the bed
cover your sheets
with traces of my palm
pretend that i'm completely calm
and i'll leave
saying goodbye to your coffee cup
saying goodbye to what's left of us
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true love feels like hell
i feel like i have broken all of my bones
read all the books, heard all the songs
true love has found me
run down the street into the shade
split of a second just to kiss your face
true love, i guess
true love has found me
and it feels like hell
i wonder why a look is all that it takes
for me to stumble, start hunting breaths
true love, yeah
you know my words will burn your skin
your ways will pull me down
promise your heart will bleed
but so will mine
true love has found me
and it feels like hell
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6. |
being friends with lou
01:53
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being friends with lou
It's hard not to rely on lou
to help me forgive
help me forget
this time he is playing for you
your goal, my net
i cannot rely on lou
like i failed a friend he let me down
threw down my crown
left me to drown
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7. |
in my room
02:59
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in my room
chose to be cold but don't be so cruel
i'm on your side
empty your pockets along with keys
tonight i'll drive
in my room records play
the air is still and blue
miles of thread are wrapped around your fingers
around your thoughts and feet
and in your pockets along with keys
things you won't let me see
in my room records play
i imagine you taste sweet
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8. |
one more sober morning
03:37
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one more sober morning
one more breath to tame
a dream this one more try
cause i haven't travelled much
but i have walked some miles
and one more sober morning
remembers where i've lain
a bed still warm
oh, if only i were brave
was i the one on the corner
one you dreamt of last night
was i the one awaiting
waiting...
once more left behind
luck i could not buy
i'd go anywhere you'd take me
my hands are ribbon tied
and one more sober morning
remembers where i've lain
a bed still warm
oh, if only i were brave
was i the one on the corner
one you dreamt of last night
was i the one awaiting
waiting...
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9. |
small town fair
02:22
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small town fair
what do you know about her
something to keep you heart warm
do I, do I, do I
have you heard them whisper
was there as much to tell
let them, let them, let them
imagine all the rest
under the stars
i'd love to kiss you
but under these stars
we'll just keep on dancing
imagining all the rest
are we holding each other's hand?
under these stars
i'd love to kiss you
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10. |
patty's song
02:17
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patty's song
your room feels like
late summer days and lazy afternoons
how do you feel?
could we play some music
have a bite
drink the atmosphere
i'd love to stay for a while
who are you
those sleepy eyes came up knocking
one morning on my door
with all those comic books and favorite lp's
for hours we've been drowning
in paper laugh and vinyl tears
all became so clear
one morning
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11. |
i am who you are
02:54
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i am who you are
you were born to reach those little flames in the sky
and i was born to keep you safe from harm
so don't be ill and don't be mad
i'm just a boy
don't be ill and don't be mad
i don't know if you realize my heart needs mending, too
and all this time and all the pages somehow came down to you
so don't be ill and don't be mad
i'm just a girl
don't be ill and don't be mad
your pretty eyes are reckless but i can see they are afraid
all i fear is your memories will fade
so don't be ill and don't be mad
i'm just a boy
don't be ill and don't be mad
i know it sounds like glass and i know it feels like glass
when someone breaks your heart
oh, i know ill and i know mad
i'm just a girl
i know ill and i know mad
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12. |
take me to the bar
02:52
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take me to the bar
i miss your face and the pages you've inked
feel like i've read before between my bedroom walls
and when we meet there'll be no need to speak
cause we trade it all for hearts that are whole
oh i, i wish i knew what you're thinking
should've learned by now
that there's only one way
take me to the bar
or kiss me right now
cause i'm all out of words
and i'm all out of waiting
it's been a funny year
and i need time to heal, so
give me a good reason to stay
behind the wheels the sun is shining
kick of your shoes, boy let's make up stories
of kings and queens and magic beans
and how they trade it all for hearts that are whole
oh i, i wish i knew what you're thinking
should've learned by now
that there's only one way
take me to the bar
or kiss me right now
cause i'm all out of words
and i'm all out of waiting
it's been a funny year
and i need time to heal, so
give me a good reason to stay
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13. |
sweet path of gold
02:53
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sweet path of gold
honey, you burned deserts dry
it's time to come home
and see all the stars from my window
your pretty eyes used to talk to my hopes
now red dust has kept you too long
i ache for the river that sweet path of gold
but i swallow ashes to call you my own
had my share of sunsets, had my share of tears
now there are no hunters
and there are no thieves
to find what's left of you
well now, that's all that's left of me, too
you burned deserts dry it's time to come home
and see all the stars from my window
your pretty eyes used to talk to my hopes
honey, you burned deserts dry it's time to come home
and see all the stars from my window
your pretty eyes used to talk to my hopes
now red dust has kept you too long
and i swallow ashes to call you my own
sweet path of gold
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14. |
us two
02:18
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us two
i know we'll never talk about it
the way i act got so lame
are you my friend?
am i your lover?
oh, let's pretend it's all the same
there are many ways to get burned
still you won't learn of love
million silly ways to get burnt
still your heart won't be safe from love
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ika Belgrade, Serbia
we started in 2006, we grew, our music grew. at times, ika may remind you of a gospel choir, at times of wild west romance.
cheers!
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