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| SUEDE: HEAD MUSIC "Eckig, vielseitig und elektrisch - It's pop music" so beschreiben SUEDE im englischen Melody Maker ihr Album. Mit "HEAD MUSIC" ist Brett Anderson von SUEDE ein typisches SUEDE- MEISTERWERK gelungen! |
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 EVERYTHING WILL FLOW Watch in the early morning sun, Drip like blood drom the day See thebusy people run, So many games to play See the blue suburban dream, Under the jet plane sky, Sleep away and dream a dream Life is just a lullaby Oh, and everything will flow Watch the day begin again, Whispering into the right, See the bussy people play Hanging under the light, A million cars, a million trains Under the jet plane sky Nothing lost to nothing gained Life is just a lullaby Oh, and everything will flow, The neon lights in the night tonight Will say "everything will flow" The stars that shine in the open sky Will say "everything will flow" The lovers kissed with the openess Will say "everything will flow" The cars parked in the hypermarket Know "everything will flow" |
HE'S GONE Tears on a pillow, eyes on the phone, You paw all the love that you keep inside Into a song Like "He's gone", and these are the thoughts That you keep inside. You smile from your window, and stand all alone And paw all the love that you keep inside Into the phone, into the phone. And like the leaves on the trees, Like the carpenters song, like the planes and the trains and the lies that were young. He's gone. And it feels like the words to a song. When the style of a widow, and a place of your own And you paw all the love that you keep inside, Into the phone, into the phone. And these are the thoughts, that you keep inside. You smile from your window, and stand all alone And paw all the love that you keep inside. Into a song, into a song. And like the leaves on the trees, Like the carpenters song, like the planes and the trains and the lies that were young. He's gone And it feels like the words to a song. And like the strains on the names of the lives that were gone. He's gone. And it feels like the words to a song, so gone, so gone |
INDIAN STRINGS Open up my heart and see what's inside Take the look inside me, inside my mind And you'll see my heart is broken in two 'Cos I've seen the real you Images of violence fill up my mind, And you see the silence feeling inside And you'll see my heart is broken in two 'Cos I've seen the real you So sad we seen, so far we've been He knows the scene And I see your heart is broken too, 'Cos I've seen the real you. |