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the beauty in our moments of simplicity
there is beauty in those moments
sometimes it’s not about being clever
there is beauty in those words
not in what I told you or what you told me but
beauty in those lines secretly sung
I told you I told you what I would do
but what does it matter
you told me you told me you don’t talk about it anyway
so, who knows what the worst moments of their lives were
or what does that mean
but there is beauty in those moments
that are certainly not the worst of our lives
there is beauty in those moments
cause sometimes it’s simply not about being clever
there is beauty in those words
not in what I told you or what you told me but
beauty in those lines secretly sung
if I could sing about beauty
instead of forgotten conversations
if I could sing about the beauty
in those rare moments of simplicity
if I could I would
if I could I would
but I told youI told you what I would do
we both know it does not matter
I told you I told you and it does not
does not include being clever
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heal
04:00
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heal
when forgiving is all that is left
because all harm's already been done
because all have already gone
and you're here to pick up the pieces
when forgiving is all you can do
because you want to move on
because you need to move on
to live… in peace
forgiving is all you can do
forgiving is all that is left
but it comes around as the hardest part
the heartbreaking part
the final part
to heal
to heal
no harm will ever be undone
no word will ever be unsaid
no heart will ever be unbroken
in the end
forgiving is all that is left
and it's left right there with you
when forgiving is all you can do
because you want to move on
because you need to move on
to heal
to heal
to heal
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3. |
John or James
02:05
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John or James
I keep on wondering
was it John or James
who was the spirit
trapped in a body
trapped in this material world
I keep on wondering
was it June or July
and where was I
trapped on an island
trapped in that place I didn't choose
I'm still wondering
was it James or John
who was that spirit
and was he released
I am still wondering
was it John
and was I released
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the sound of dragonfly wings
there used to be a time
when I wouldn’t mind
dreaming day dreams all day long
dreaming of the endless yet ending nights
dancing until dawn
dancing, spinning, laughing, singing
being my best friend was my only challenge
reaching for the stars
reaching as far as my dreams would take me
touching the horizon and
never looking back
not even to the day that had just merged into another night
there used to be a time
I was out in the ocean
catching underwater fire flies
underneath the milky way
then rising on the sound of dragonfly wings
dancing on, spinning faster, laughing louder, singing endlessly
reaching for the stars
reaching as far as my dreams would take me
grasping the horizon and
never looking back
reaching for the stars
reaching as far as my dreams would take me
grasping the horizon and
never looking back
not even to the day that had just merged into another night
there used to be a time
in the land out of time out of reach
there used to be a time
it was my time
reaching for the stars
reaching as far as my dreams would take me
embracing the horizon and
never looking back
I am reaching for the stars
reaching as far as my dreams will take me
embracing the horizon
I’m never looking back
embracing the horizon
I’m never looking back
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5. |
no matter what now is
03:42
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no matter what now is
we never said it
but we meant it
we never talked about it
but we knew it
we never said it
but we meant it
we never talked about it
but we knew it
this is forever
this is how we're supposed to be
this is forever
this is it
we never used this phrase
but we felt it
we never asked the question
but we knew the answer
we never said it
but we meant it
we never talked about it
but we knew it
this is forever
this is how we're supposed to be
this is forever
this is it
forever is a state
and a statement
and a feeling
it is time
a long long time
well, it is forever
and forever takes so many years
it might be a lie
a misinterpretation
or just a moment
and no matter what now is
we never say it
but we mean it
we never talk about it
but we know it
and no matter what now is
this is forever
this is the truth
this is forever
this is it
and no matter what now is
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6. |
escape
03:18
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escape
ayayayaya ayaya
I know I can touch the sky
collect stars in my pockets
throw them back up and
keep one for myself
I know I can speak to the ghosts of
the long or recent departed
follow their advice or turn it down
just as I please
ayayayaya ayaya
I know I can do anything I can imagine
apart from falling asleep
I know i can go anywhere I ever heard of
if I just make a move
but I can't turn off these lights and
I can't escape this noise and
I am sick of being alone
ayayayaya ayaya
I know I can speak to the ghosts of
the long or recent departed
follow their advice or turn it down
just as I please
I know I can do anything I can imagine
apart from falling asleep
I know i can go anywhere I ever heard of
if I just make a move
but I can't turn off these lights and
I can't escape this noise and
I am sick of being alone
ayayayaya ayaya
I know I can touch the sky
collect stars in my pockets
throw them back up but
keep one for myself
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7. |
the woman is out
02:12
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the woman is out
you can only talk to the girl these days
the woman is out
no wife no mother
just a girl that aged too fast
you can only talk to the girl these days
the woman might never arrive
no mother no wife
just a girl that aged too fast
did you see her at the end of the road
did she just leave through the back door
did you see her at the end of the road
did she just leave through the back door
but every time you show up at the front
you'll hear
you can only talk to the girl these days
the woman is out
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I don’t have my mother’s eyes
70s girl
brown skin
curly hair
so cute, is she adopted
they would ask her
düdüdüdü
düdüdüdü
just like her mother
just like her father
none of that
I don’t have my mother’s eyes
I don’t have my mother’s eyes
teenage years
darker years
bald head years
but when it grows
can I touch your hair
they would ask me
düdüdüdü
düdüdüdü
just like her mother
just like her father
none of that
I don’t have my mother’s eyes
I don’t have my mother’s eyes
I always wanted her hair, her skin
less attention on the outer appearance
see what’s within
inside insight
my mother’s reticence
is palpable
never got to thank her
nor to blame her
what would I ask her?
what would I ask her?
what would I ask her?
düdüdüdü
düdüdüdü
I don’t have my mother’s eyes
I don’t have my mother’s eyes
I don’t have my mother’s eyes
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Ariane Parkes Phnom Penh, Cambodia
Being a teenage girl in Hamm, Germany, Ariane Parkes started singing in the local Irish Folk band and has not stopped
singing ever since, just switched genre now and then.
It took her many years to discover that songwriting is something she can actually do - and she will most likely never stop.
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