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Mess
03:42
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It’s a mess, messy like before when I couldn’t think straight
I take my shoes off in the need of walking bare-foot,
can’t seem to take a step
What I want the most is to go wherever and to be free
I beg for frames to tuck me in
I frame my face with a dartboard and look around, waiting
When things can work out I don’t need to worry
When things can’t work out I don’t need to worry
When I see me I see them, eating me
I’m the observer and I cannot make a sound
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
When I see me I see them, eating me
I’m a bird, but I really just circulate around my nest
Down under they are daydreaming based on what they see,
but nothing’s like it seems;
The nest is empty, head is full, can’t make a move
I beg for frames to tuck me in
When the skies burst I will find my own way, on my own
When things can work out I don’t need to worry
When things can’t work out I don’t need to worry
When I see me I see them, eating me
I’m the observer and I cannot make a sound
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
When I see me I see them, eating me
And I’m the observer and I cannot make a sound
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Eventually Silence
04:44
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When there is eventually silence
the suspense is breathing as echoes in the walls
It seems it’s time to break
My footsteps seems to be a red thread of apathy, been following me ever since
Under the illusion of a body armor, there is marks from everyday
The distance to the madness undresses the mind
force me to see what my mind.. force me to see what I shut off
and I can’t seem to turn of my mind
When there is eventually silence
the surface gets hit by frequently portions of rage
It seems we’re not familiar
I fear I’ll be wiped out by a big burst of accumulation when I least expect it
My fear is a lasting drizzle of rage eroding what’s left, with no turning back
The distance to the madness undresses the mind
force me to see what my mind.. force me to see what I shut off
and I can’t seem to turn of my mind
There was no sign of an increasing heart rate
So to show my human trait it had to rise eventually
It feels unnecessary now
now, now when it’s all over
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Trees
03:34
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The trees are talking
they talk behind our backs
Cause we fell trees, We fell people
Cause when we fell, we fall
Too many trees, too many trees, too many people
There’s been too many people
They see us
Cause when we fell, we fall
one by one
until there’s none
The trees are talking
less are growing old now
Cause we fell trees, We fell people
The trees are placed on a tray, as are buildings of grey
Less are growing old now
They see us
Cause when we fell, we fall
one by one
until there’s none
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She’s nothing like a child
She has no hobbies
and her friends are all the same
She knows a girl that can play the piano
and she’s kind of weird
Her smile is born in the mirror in the bathroom, and her moves are made up by the way they make her body look
She reads the magazines that says how to be thinner, and how to feel great about herself
She doesn’t read the newspapers, she can’t relate to anything and the wars in the Middle East is just too heavy
She used to dance and whistle in the streets
She rolls her eyes at people dancing, whistling in the streets
She’s nothing like a child
Now she’s gone
She’s nothing like a child
Not driven by her will
driven by the others and addictions
She’d like to seem like she’s flawless and free
when she’s in captivity
She used to swim and play games with the waves, but now her summer-body’s function is to lie down to get some tan
She used to talk to people she didn’t know, people talking to strangers are creepy and weird
Her life-companion is always with her, in her hand, she stares at it, as she’s addicted
She used to dance and whistle in the streets
She rolls her eyes at people dancing, whistling in the streets
She’s nothing like a child
Now she’s gone
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Outro
02:38
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We're far away from the earth, but we cannot seem to get any wiser
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Tuvaband Norway
I produce dark indie alternative pop rock folk shoegaze post-rock quiet noisy minimalistic maximalistic lofi music.
‘Something Good’ from my upcoming album is out 30.09.22!
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