1. |
Pass
00:44
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I'm sitting outside
In my mother's garden
And though it's winter the air is warm
Barefoot on the ground
I'm asking myself
How long will this feeling last ?
Cause it will pass
It always does...
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2. |
Walls
03:17
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I, I used to decorate the walls
That kept me locked inside myself
You, you came along opened my door
And through your bare eyes I could see
Colors I'd never seen before
Not even on my lovely walls
I look at the colors on my walls
And in a sudden they look pale
You let me dip the tip of my pen
In that colorful soul of yours
And I'm starting to write poems
With words I didn't even know
Libre
(I used to decorate the walls
That kept me locked inside myself)
May, may all these feelings break all walls
And scatter the bricks everywhere
We'll paint the colors of our love
With new words every single day
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3. |
Sllaw
00:45
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(wake up, wake
it's all a dream)
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4. |
Lighter Than Snow
02:59
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I haven't seen the sun in a month or so
So
My thoughts start swirling, lighter than snow
My parents, my friends
Faces I'd forgotten
Things I should have written down
All slowly erased
A blank space replaces the places I used to know before
Don't leave me hanging now
Cause I lost my precious mind
Don't leave me hanging...
Retracing with my eyes where I come from
I can't remember why I just left home
I'm washing my hair
Echo in the shower
Strange words than come water down
To make things okay
Pretend you know faces and places you've never seen before
Don't leave me hanging now
I lost my precious mind
Don't leave me hanging...
I haven't seen the sun in a month or so
So
My thoughts are swirling, lighter than snow
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5. |
That Special Place
01:00
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6. |
Tired
03:15
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I woke up at midnight
When I heard the storm
I sat there in the dark
Till it hurt no more
And oh memories flew around the room
Till the morning after
And I'm tired, oh I'm tired, I'm tired of feeling
(Gave up after so much waiting, you promised but it never happened, I'm tired of feeling)
In the house, in the car
My thoughts are sore
I forgot if I was happy before
And oh, I see pictures of us two
Till the night is over
And I'm tired, oh I'm tired, I'm tired of feeling
(Gave up after so much waiting, you promised but it never happened, I'm tired of waiting on you)
And I'm tired, oh I'm tired, I'm tired of feeling
(I took care of my little sister, did all the things you should have done sir, I'm tired of feeling)
Oh you stole so much from me...
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Alba James Sweden
☆ 26-year-old French singer-songwriter living in Sweden. Thank you for listening ! ☆
Alba James recommends:
Off the ground, out of mind Gone to islands where no soul could stand
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