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Laid back and funky, surreal lyrics, and a cool instrumental bridge
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This is a one-man studio-based outfit which has two streams. One is to produce songs, with vocals, in a fairly conventional format, that you might expect a "real" band to play. The other is to produce instrumentals with experimental electronic sounds, the stranger the better, but hopefully still appealing. I love that virtual world full of beauty and weirdness. Perhaps that's where I'll go when I die.
Song Info
Genre
Electronic Trip Hop
Charts
Peak #339
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
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Uploaded
February 15, 2010
Track Files
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MP3 5.1 MB 128 kbps 5:36
Lyrics
It's time All the planets are in line Time to make things clear Time to recognize the signs Soon The inescapable parade The sun shines very plainly On the deals that have been made Time tolls the bell, sets the agenda, Makes a promise, lets you down, Calls in favours, loves unfairly, Grows the flowers, blows the clouds, Collects the garbage every week, Selects the contents, won't go quietly, Makes decisions, who is in and who is out, And who comes first and who goes next, And what lies waiting, makes the changes, Throws a spanner in the works, Sets the schedule, drives the bus That disappears across the red and dusty desert, Leaves the landscape resonating in your mind. Now Now at last things start to move. You have to pack your suitcase now, Someone else is in your room. Now There's nothing more to be imagined. Comprehension has exploded Blinded by illumination. Time lights a fire, sets an earthquake, Makes a tick tock tick tock tick tock, Makes you worry, doesn't give out second chances, Leaves regret, leaves a trace of doubt, A trace of some strange odour, Could be smoke, could be perfume From an intimate encounter. Nevermore, takes the memory, leaves another - where's the truth here? It's a need-to-know arrangement And the meeting was held yesterday. The ticket has been issued, There's a flight attendant waiting, And the sunlight on the clouds takes you away
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Very, very cool original song. Neat!