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Sunny Day Real Estate




Альбом Sunny Day Real Estate



1998
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But you were always one to stay the same girl
I know you want to be the rain
And I know that we would fall in there
For a time and then unfall again
For a while I'll take you burying old bones
Dawn's grey
The sign in the winter light
And I know that you can feel the pain
Your eyes speak one hundred million lies

Don't tell me you've gone astray
I walk in circles
I've seen million things that tell me so

But I was one to play the fool girl
Though rules were somewhat dark to me
And I know that we could fall in there
For a time and then unfall again
For a while I give you darium bound stones
Grow through the roots of your mind set apart
And I know that you can feel the pain
Your eyes speak one hundred million lies

Don't tell me you've gone astray
I walk in circles
I've seen million things that tell me so

Total anxiety paid variety
Oh we'll wait for time to turn around, turn around
Your faith
We'll wait for time to turn

The world we sold there was a choir there
The world we sold there was a choir there
Disgrace for you

Don't tell me you've gone astray
I talk in circles
Everlasting chains that bind my purpose
Only I've seen million things that tell me so

Total anxiety pay variety
Oh we'll wait for time to turn around, turn around
Your faith
We'll wait for time to
Choked on society laced with cyanide
Oh we'll wait for time to turn around, turn around
Your faith
We'll wait for time to turn

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Roses in water
Wise men see
Move around before centuries
Later on we'll travel far
Roses in wine
I can see strange ways
An endless wave
Strange

Roses in water
Wise men see
Later on we'll follow love
Roses in wine
I can see strange ways
To walk with me
An endless wave
Strange

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Changing every little desire
We were counting on forces we could not control
Oh and all those things you realized
Were nothing more than a memory displaced through

So the story's told beyond our grasp
We were climbing on forever an infinite task
Shoulders straining with the endless toil
We're nothing more than a feather moving in the wind

I want to change everything
I want to change everything
I want to blame everything on

Oh and all these seeds will grow anyway
Even though the outcome we cannot say
So you'll always have your time to shine
Even in the winter of your darkest hour

Want to change everything
I want to change everything
I want to blame everything on

In the depths of my gloom
I crawl out for you
From the peaks of my joy
I crawl back into
Oh, letting me down every time you smile
Every shining time you arrive

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long days caught in his room
trapped in the gloom of the dying light
his heart pleads through the wounds that he bleeds
the wounds he never can close
wrong way mind in a haze
never know what he could do
he thinks ' I gave her my heart she tasted my soul
now she's gone again'
he thinks 'I gave her my heart she tasked my blood
now she's gone again'
why did you leave me here?
how could you lead me down here?
he can't decide where to go then
two promises one imperfect
walls he's building keep on crumbling down
walls are falling try to keep them sound
long days he thinks the time will be soon
pacing his room with his dark thoughts
his heart breaks at the road ge must take
the road that will lead to the end
wrong way he thinks it's right for release
he'll never know peace in his lifetime
he thinks 'I gave her my heart she tasted my soul
now she's gone again'
he thinks 'I gave her my blood she tasted my soul
now she's gone again'
he can't decide where to go then
two promises one imperfect
walls he's building keep on crumbling down
wall's have fallen now there is no sound

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Pay for the sign on the hill that says 'you're home'
Pay for the hole in the ground to place your bones
Pay for the words in your mouth to flow
Pay for the soles of your shoes to walk the streets of kings
Pay for the simplest things

Pay for the food on your plate to live
Pay for the mood in your mind to give a thought disguised
Pay for the simplest things

Who turned
Who turned the light out
Who turned
Who turned away

One hundred million
Fences around us
Can we own everything
Including the moon and the sun and the stars?

Pay for the whip on your back to break
Pay for the chain on your neck to control your life
Pay for everything

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if I break down all that I am
a field of wires we'll see what it's worth to walk
to break the lines
of alternate street
if I turn around what matters the most in time
we're going nowhere
don't tell me now
the days I've had
to fill it up but spill instead
talk to remind
days weeks and hours
all in time will be
later on we'll try
hollow peaks we've climbed
all these things I've seen
how it feels to be something on
thats how the days go
if I break down all that I am
a field of wires we'll see what it's worth to walk
to break the lines
of alternate steel
if I turn around what matters the most
in time we're going nowhere
don't tell me god
the dreams I've had
to fill it up but spill instead
talk to remind
all in time will be
later on we'll try
all we gave to fly
hollow peaks we've climbed
all these things I've been
how it feels to be something on

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sun shines on my face
how it's golden design
rain falls in this place
and the fields come alive
days are only rumours we've wasted
we cross the millions
we'll see where we stand
for removed from the romb
will you carry me across the sea?
will you cary me?
we can drink from the fountains
and the teste of truth
for removed from the womb
rhythm and mind
don't waste no time
want to let it all out
when the chains fall off
and the walls fall down
when we break the seal
and our hearts pour out
when the frozen ground
comes alive around us
with a scream

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we choke on the poison wind
well these sad eyes can tell the story
walk along an empire's path
and you said you'd come back again
but you talk to yourself
believing the fear that drives your greed
when you discover the empty place
a hollow world of instant pleasures
the way you were
so distrubed
what's your worth?
what is it you heard?
try to smile as they devour our youth
with a diamond eye you gaze
at the blackened plains spread out beneath you
when the lights go out you see
the world as you have never known it
and I talked to myself
believing that you would come back again

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how is it you feel?
I remember you at the top of my room
all these things we wondered how to hide
see how it works when
all the day long in a bottle of mud
all these fears we wondered how to hide with our love

how is it you feel when you run?
ships won't come in in a bottle of mud
all this time looking for love and
you want to find peace
but you find me

mondrary fields where we run
see how it works with a bottle of rum
all this time hiding from death
and we want to be strong
but we find the true story
a tale
writing itself as we sail
a story
a tale
writing itself as we wail

never again my dear
should we come dancing here
we'll play guitar and video games

what if we refuse to follow the rules of fashion?
tell me something you'd tell a fool
ways to refuse to follow the rules of fashion

how is it you feel then?
remember you in the top of my room
all these things remade me and caused
to be something grand

never again shall we
come dancing in the sea
we'll play guitar for a new
we'll play guitar and video games

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the days were golden we were known to be
we won't escape this memory forward on
to the place we sail
all to believe
when you raise an iron hand
this place without a song for all
the words just crawl
glimmering and everything another skull
you said it was dangerous
found out the place where you're going
follow me down the path
I take your hopes I promise you this
a dying cold world but gold
shimmering gold
come momma now tell me the story
only laughing
about our gilded wasteland
devoured torn into pieces
come now we shine
small things ever calling out your name
you hear some other time unchained alive
a world undefined
all to be free
when you raise an open hand
this place without a wall
the words just grow

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