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707 (A November Less)
09:27
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707(A November Less)
Leave me now to drift along
Inside the cold heart of the sun
Along narrow streets of golden breeze
Where strong winds play and rainbows dwell
But here inside this white room
My veins keep drinking pale wine
So many times, that I recall
I threw my pearls before swine
People dressed in white
But I can see through them
With their hearts of wood and their empty eyes
I let them drift away
And when I can't reject the pain
Inflicted each and every day
The best revenge is to survive
And work my own way
A race in the street
A whore and some meat
Compromise the hard way
but the easy one is never quite true
Selfish and reckless
Full with pride and smiles
A bag of tricks
A lack of marbles
And an ache in the heart for the forgotten troubles
I don't know what friends are for
But it's ok when they do
Through all these years
Stars seem to be the same
but we have changed so much
Through all these years
these colorblind tears
but we have been so blind
All of the above is false
But truth is never true
So I pick up my one way ticket
And leave for the sun
Hourless films and captioned stares
but where's the honor in all this?
So let me breathe the quiet sun
And dream for all the fools.
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Mother Turtle and the Evil Mushroom Part 1: The Turtle Conjuration
Praise the Mother Turtle
Praise the Mother Turtle
and the evil mushroom
growing on her shell
oh, she's unaware
oh, she's unaware
Once upon two times,
inside the dark and magic forest
there she lived the Turtle
and on the top of her shell
there grew Zoltan the evil mushroom.
Seldom you hear
a mushroom that speaks
with human voice
but the forest was magical anyway,
so nobody gives a damn how it did so.
Then one day, the evil mushroom
spoke to the unaware Turtle
she thought these were messages
received from the Turtle God.
The evil mushroom,
evil as it was
had an evil plan
that was not that hard to guess
considering how evil a mushroom can be
And thus it spoke to the Turtle
with a smooth, soothing and convincing voice:
"WE HAVE TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD"
[No one really knows how a mushroom can conceive
a thought like that or how it knows how big the world is
but we live in the internet era so weird things can happen]
Praise the Mother Turtle
Praise the Mother Turtle
and the evil mushroom
growing on her shell
oh, she's unaware
oh, she's unaware
People:
He wants to take over the world
and he will use the Turtle
to travel around the globe
he will use the Mother Turtle
which wasn't yet a mother at all...
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The Elf
09:34
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The Elf
Just another town
One more day, one more show
Playing the bitter clown
From dusk till the final bow
Even one glimpse of you
Makes my heart so hollow
Being a fool in everybody’s eyes
Makes it hard to swallow
I never wanted to be perfect
But then again no one is
I never thought I’d be rejected
by all the freaks and even you
It's really not the distance
Not even the empty words
Walking on a burning rope
I can see how the story unfolds
I just want you to stay
I just need you to pray
No one saw, no one knew
You blamed me, I blamed you
You were so cold, you were so pale
Feeling nothing, not even pain
I just want you to stay
I just need you for one more day
They close the doors, they leave me here
My mind still missing, no one shed a tear
A voice inside, is my only friend
A crippled sound, until the end
Words felt so empty
As they crawled on my skin
They put the lights out
I still remember
Still haunted by nightmares
Still haunted by fear
I scream your name out
I pray for forgiveness
Staring at the empty walls
My hate feeds on sin
My hope is fading
But I can't escape it
Words still feel empty
My skin feels like dust
Moments are wasted
Just for one last time...
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Bridge
06:07
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Bridge
I've listened closely
to what everyone had to say to me
But i didn’t listen to the waves
I’ve crossed the line
did I step too far?
The road calls me
to swim inside a pool of tar
A million faces, i saw
a thousand clouds
just to paint a winter's tale
on a little white page
Can I push away your fears?
Can I hold your hand tonight?
Can I be the smile on your tears?
Can you come home and harvest the light?
Sing along with the birdsongs of autumn
and count the leaves that fell on the ground
outside the box lies a whole new perception
swirling in spirals going round and round
Above the grey waters
I lay myself to sleep
Shelter me, embrace me
on this bridge I now call home
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God Games
12:16
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God Games
Business as usual
and we shall make no amends
Is there something wrong with us
I guess not when we know how it ends
It's never what it seems
When we turn our backs and leave
we collect the winds in our pocket
But we lack of tears to grieve
We never read between the lines
we’re just sleepwalking through the mines
We're so alone
as we float through space and time
Forgotten there by the stardust
on a little lonely star
We’re so alone
Just ageing through the years
Chasing ghosts, burning books
Haunted by our fears
And if we read between the lines
And if we make it some day
Let's sell the air we're breathing
let’s kill the kids we're breeding
Let's fight each other, killing
Let's plant some bombs, exploding
Let's dry the seas we're sailing
let’s hope the skies keep raining
We're but the food we're eating
we’re but the dreams we're dreaming
Lets play God with our lives...
( Al Pacino’s monologue:
Who are you carrying all those bricks for anyway? God? Is that it? God? Well, I'll tell ya, lemme give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts! He gives this extraordinary gift and then--what does he do? I swear--for his own amusement--his own private cosmic gag reel--he sets the rules in opposition. It's the goof of all time! Look. But don't touch! Touch. But don't taste! Taste. Don't swallow! [laughs] And while you're jumping from one foot to the next, he's laughing his fucking ass off!! He's a tight ass, he's a sadist, he's an absentee landlord!! Worship that? Never! )
We know nothing
But we think we know it all
Survival instinct
Is our one and only hope
The sky is over
but the light still blinds my eyes
My skin is failing
But I want to buy a car
Dreams about money
Swimming in a pool of gold
God games played
By the ones who sold the world
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Rhinocerotic
06:48
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Attic
11:09
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ATTIC
1
Twice upon a time
Once upon a dream
I felt i was laughing,
Where i could only scream
In a faraway land
Where the shores have no sand
The owl and the poet
Set free the caged swan
2
Clutching on the thin threads
Of sanity and pride
Concealed their thoughts and linked the dots
A shape of hearts inside
The bitter tears, i'll let them weave
A shadow across their way
For frayed is the path they seek
And vain is the play
Seven times the've answered
To the calls of Seers and foes
Lesson given,mischief forgiven
With songs they count the loss
Of equal three, i chose the best
And both just felt the same
Turning the page in times of haste
Can lead to smile or shame
3
With thirst and dust and melted wings
The owl just slept through the day
The ticking clock woke no one
And the swan just cried and prayed
The waking call found a shore
Barren of love and life
And purple seas, washed the breeze
Breathed upon a lazy eye
4
Eternal beam of light and fire
Cast flame upon the land
Bless the signs, conceive the rhymes
Sung by a lonely band
The owl landed and bent the branch
And the poet choked his rage
Missing parts are blank again
Just light stains on a page
Logic stems the tears of love
Gives birth to God's desires
devour the swan, a lifeless can
'Til dreaming time expires
Awaken fool, transparent moth
Behold the Angel's sin
For spice it is of man's delights
To Gods it remains unseen
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Mother Turtle Thessaloniki, Greece
Mother Turtle is a Progressive Rock band from Thessaloniki,Greece. Formed in 2011 as a jam band, influenced by the great
artists of the genre, they try to adapt the different elements of prog rock into their own music, taking advantage of the artistic freedom that prog rock provides. Enjoy the album and
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