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Overseas I
03:04
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Think of the long trip home
Should we have stayed home and thought of here
Where should we be today?
Is it right to be watching strangers in a play, in this strangest of theatres?
What childness is it, that while there's a breath of life in our bodies, we continue to rush to see the sun, the other way around?
The tiniest green hummingbird in the world
To stare at some inexplicable old stonework
Inexplicable and impenetrable, at any view
Instantly seen and always, always delightful
Oh must we dream our dreams and have them too?
Or have we room, for one more folded sunset?
Still quite warm
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Overseas II
04:31
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Time in motion now
Missing out
Every milestone passed
You're all grown
Living life in parts
Home without a heart
Torn between two stars
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Mantra
04:12
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Martyr
05:36
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Do you wanna die on this cross?
Do you wanna die on this cross?
Do you wanna die on this cross, nailed to the wood like a relic, like a martyr from the past?
Wandering around like a lost soul, bleedin' from your heartbeat
Do you wanna die on this cross, nailed to the wood like a relic, like a martyr from the past? Wandering around like a lost soul, bleedin' from your heartbeat, readin' 'bout a drug cheat, wondering...is there anything left to mourn?
Sittin' in their golden towers
Sittin' in their golden towers
Sittin' in their golden towers, lookin' at the Earth, at the hole, at the organs in the dirt
'Til the end of time they will tell you, it's in the name of science
Sittin' in their golden towers, lookin' at the Earth, at the hole, at the organs in the dirt, 'til the end of time they will tell you, it's in the name of science, ordinant defiance, stuttering...j just another thing to mourn
Drivin' down another highway, listenin' to the world, to the roar, to the man with all the facts
Oh what kind of world do we live in
Conscience hypocritic
Movement paralytic
Lawyers parasitic
Consequence horrific
Needlessly acidic
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Well
04:02
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Mantra II
07:41
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I am not the night
I am not the slumber
I am not the dark
I am not the dawn
I am not the daybreak
I am not the grey
I am not the shadow
I am not the cold
I am not the past
I am not the silence
I am not the cloud
I am not the tears
I am the brightness of day
I am the sun
I am the warmth
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You didn't need to tell me you're brilliant
I was always on your side
If it's about being cool, I've got no skin in the game
I'd rather be an ugly duckling with a heart
Than a peacock devoid of a soul
I didn't feel the need to advertise my goods
I'm an open book
Ask me anything, I've got no answers prepared
I'd rather take the scenic route than drive straight there
Show me your face
Lend me your ear
I'm not afraid of your light or your wounds
Show me your face
We all have our own
How long will you keep fighting alone?
I shouldn't need to show my credentials
I've paid my dues in full
Let's get one thing straight, we're on the same fucking team
And I won't let this indignation crush my dream
Show me your face
Lend me your ear
I'm not afraid of your light or your wounds
Show me your face
We all have our own
How long will you keep fighting alone?
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Phases
03:54
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Shannon Barnett Cologne, Germany
Shannon Barnett is an Australian musician who is currently based in Cologne, Germany.
Note: the quartet album 'Bad Lover' (2022) is only available via www.galileomusic.de or on your favourite streaming platform.
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