1. |
Come Out Alright
05:50
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My little one can't see
All of the harm I bring on to her
and me
Walking home alone
book in my hand
grin in my brain
I descend into a side street
Somewhere in this room
There's a fire Is it you?
The red light
pushes underneath the door
I don't care,
in these sheets I don't sleep
I always seem to come out alright
In the end, don't I?
In the end In the end don't I
Someday one day I know
You'll open the door on me
I'll get found out
Somewhere in this room
There's a fire Is it you?
The red light is testing me daily
I don't care,
in these sheets I don't sleep
alone
I always seem
to come out alright
In the end, don't I?
In the end
In the end don't I
You know what i'm like
I take what I want I take
What I want, outside
Three chairs the men don't care
Though they pretend to wait for me there
Three chairs the men don't care
Though they pretend to wait for me there
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2. |
Whose Side
03:51
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There’s a feeling in the street
I grew up here
A history of mounting heat
I’ve been told,
over and over
Make it known
Whose side,
whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
The energy that it takes
ahhh to care about someone
Else,
It’s a zero
It’s a zero sum game
We all stand to lose
something
Whose side,
whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
In your house on the street
Look around on the bus
Do you feel connected?
In your town at your job
All the shows that you watch
Are you represented?
It’s a zero,
It’s a zero,
It’s a zero
The journalists don’t really care for me
That’s why, I’m out here
The structure wasn’t built for me
That’st why, I’m out here
The journalists don’t really care for me
That’s why, I’m out here
It’s a zero,
It’s a zero,
It’s a zero
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3. |
Loaded Gun
04:16
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I want to go slow
I don’t want to rush in
Quiet down my restless needs
For action,
in opposite
Direction,
from you
And then you pull me
I’m so used to pushing myself
Then you pull me
I’m so used to pushing myself
Oh oh oh did you see me?
I look at you like nobody
Else does
Oh oh oh did you notice?
I say your name,
like my head
Was a loaded gun
Make no mistake
I was born alone
Every man for himself
Isn’t much of a home
Then you pull me
I’m so used to pushing myself
Then you pull me
I’m so used to pushing myself
Oh oh oh did you see me?
I look at you like nobody
Else does
Oh oh oh did you notice?
I say your name,
like my head
Was a loaded gun
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4. |
No Expectations
04:50
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I have never felt like this before
I don’t know where you came from
Traversing, this universe
Like a man in search
for better ways
To live, to die
Let’s go to the river
And look into each other’s eyes
Through water mirrors
Yes we both agree
I am a mystery
Still waking up from vivid dreams
I can feel you next to me
Right there
And when we met
Electric, electric, ahhh
Remember when you said to me
You’d give up every ounce of blood
That you had
You’d give up every ounce of blood
That you had
Yeah
Just to be,
cerca, cerca de mi
Just to be,
cerca, cerca de mi
Can I remain,
unmoving
Till the right action arises
By itself
Let the mud settle down
Yes we both agree,
you and I
Have known each other in a
different.........
Life
And when we drift
Electric, electric, ahhh
Remember when I told you
Your honesty reveals your strength
No expectations
It’s like a dance,
you let go
I got no expectations
When intuition guides your eye
I got no,
I got no expectations
No expectations
I got no,
I got no expectations
No expectations
I got no,
I got no expectations
No expectations
No
Just to be, cerca,
cerca de ti
Just to be
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5. |
We're in this Together
03:39
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There, there
We’re in this together
You and I
There’s nothing else but wind
Between
Heavy stones
fall down
Like drones
The ground is shaking
I look up
When will enough will be
enough?
Na niou bolo
Na niou bolo
Na niou bolo, té djapanté
Té djapanté
Bougnou djapanté
Bougnou djapanté
There, there
We’re in this together
You and I
There’s nothing else but wind
Between
Heavy stones
fall down
Like drones
The ground is shaking
I look up
When will enough will be
enough?
Na niou bolo
Na niou bolo
Na niou bolo, té djapanté
Té djapanté
Bougnou djapanté
Bougnou djapanté
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Little Strike Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Israeli Yemeni musician artist interested in nostalgia and love beyond death.
Beats, harmonies, desert guitars, alien keyboards, and beautiful grins.
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