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Over The Rainbow RUSSIAN RED


TRACK #5

Cigarretes

tell me what it is, it isn’t fair 3 but I’m wasting time, cos it isn’t my heart, it isn’t my fault 3 and every situation understands, well 3 the anecdote of chasing the locations to your doors 3 ’cos I’m wasting time, I’m wasting money again 3 and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked 3 and all the letters that I have never sent 3 he was sitting by the swimming pool 3 but he was scared, ’cos it wasn’t his time and it wasn’t his chance 3 getting older’s not been on my plans 3 but it’s never late, it’s never late enough for me to stay 3 ’cos I’m wasting time, I’m wasting money again 3 and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked 3 and all the letters that I have never sent


TRACK #6

No Past Land

If my hands weren't there, like I saw in the stream 3 of the drawings been made on a full colour screen 3 If they weren't to be found, then what else 3 could I be? If your hands weren't there, like I saw in my dreams 3 and the poets we made, had all gone, disappeared, 3 the what else, then what else 3 could I be? If your hands & my hands strolled together around 3 If they were to make friends we'd be possibly up 3 to escape from this world, from this no past land If I looked in the windows while walking pass through 3 If I stared at the willows with my seven black truths 3 If my eyes were to see what belongs to your mind...


If you'd like, keep perceiving what lies on my back 3 and your eyes will shine through the glass of my wine 3 and the windows, the willows, the pillows, and your mouth. If your hands & my hands strolled together around 3 If they were to make friends we'd be possibly up


TRACK #8

They don’t Believe

Walk by the mand who sings a song to the streetlights 3 and turns out everybody claps, they don’t believe in cabs 3 they don’t believe in cabs, they don’t believe in cabs. And they all go wild, but they walk instead 3 they all go wild, but they walk instead. Now, talk to the man who’s laying down by the door of a bank 3 and people don’t rely on the traffic lights, they don’t believe in lights 3 they don’t believe in lights, they don’t belive it’s… a confusing situation 3 they all get run over in petrol stations but they rock. And there are faces on the six AM working crowds 3 who take the subway from their homes to their lonely nights.


TRACK #10

Gone, Play On

This never ending song is scratching, scratching my brain 3 like a vinyl in desire 3 this never ending thought is coming and is gone 3 it’s traveling on a plane on my way. And in a highway too, as if I speak for you and I say 3 that you did those things I did in the past, it’s true in a truck I do 3 keep your stuff in my pocket, 3 just like I did with the days we flew. This never ending song is coming and is gone 3 it’s traveling on a plane on my way. Gone, play on…


TRACK #11

Hold it Inside

Im not taking, Im not, Im not fading 3 Im not falling, youre not, youre not falling 3 cause you just hold it inside, you hold it inside? Im not feeling Im not, Im not a missed ring 3 Im just falling things that arent the hole thats been your life 3 the hole thats been their arm. And all your voices and all, and all your choices 3 and all my mechanisms to forget, forget you? All inside Im not, Im not finding lies against this 3 whole established order that I found 3 inside your little heart, where I dont fit 3 you dont fit, we both dont fit 3 nobody fits in there? Im just fading away? 3 Hold it inside.


TRACK #12

Nice Thick Feathers

She said hey, wont you pick me up? 3 he said, well, what about at nine? 3 And she wakes up, its freezing cold outside 3 but hes not there, wherever he may fly? 3 Barely aware of her reality, she stands right by 3 the centre of the room. 3 Feathers, shes got nice thick feathers 3 shes put on, for she wanted to reach the violent kingdom. Every time, she steps on what she calls 3 the misery land, for only bats and cops 3 forgets about his kisses and his voice. 3 He wore a suit with labels at the front. Barely aware of her reality, she stands right by 3 the centre of the room. 3 Feathers, shes got nice thick feathers 3 shes put on, for she wanted to reach the violent kingdom 3 Barely aware of ther reality, she stands right by 3 the centre of the room.


TRACK #14

Take me Home

It’s your guitar that discovers you wilde 3 for all I can see is the dark of a sky 3 and the plumbs in a glass jar of wine. Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know 3 Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know 3 how I got here, but now you… Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know 3 take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know 3 how I subsist with candled up nights and pure spirits I 3 don’t know how you dragged me here. And it’s my guitar that discovers me blind 3 for all I can see is the clarity side 3 and the bones someone spat 3 on the trash from the plumbs… Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know 3 Take me home, take me home, take me


home, don’t know 3 how I got here, but now you… Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know 3 how I subsist with candled up nights and pure spirits I 3 don’t know how you dragged me here. If you can call the name of our hope 3 that probably means I’m not there. 3 Take me home, take me home, take me home, don’t know 3 how…


TRACK #16

Kiss My Elbow

And every five minutes I look at the door 3 and I see you naked. 3 And there’s a question that comes up to my mind 3 I wonder whether you are blind. But if I try to find, it’d be the same old story 3 time after time. 3 Oh, oh, show me your eyes, please do 3 Oh baby, show me your eyes. And every five minutes I look at the door, 3 and there you are with your clothes on, you changed this time 3 now you are kissing my elbow, is that how you say it? 3 I really have doubts and questions about. But if I try to find, it’d be the same old story, story, story… 3 Oh, oh, show me your eyes, please do 3 Oh baby, show me your eyes


TRACK #17

Walls are Tired

Walls are tired, of holding the same old ceilings 3 words have found their way to stay in 3 & they don’t let out feelings It’s written badly but verses say she’s mad & creepy 3 & the rest of things we kind of know. 3 They say there’ll never be a girl like her again 3 with her socks up to her knees & her obsession ’bout bees. And with her eyes that she uses to touch 3 Everything, everything she looks at. Cups are tired of being filled with the same coffee. 3 The floor can’t stand that people stepping on won’t even say sorry. 3 They say there’ll never be a girl like her again 3 with her socks up to her knees & her obsession ’bout bees. And with her eyes that she uses to touch 3 everything, everything she looks at.


TRACK #19

Timing is Crucial

I’m falling, I’m falling on the bed 3 that I got ready in my head. 3 How many times been to places, and places came to me? 3 Now by the corner of my eye I’m checking the mirrors upside down 3 And I thought, that timing is crucial in the next step. Timing is crucial. Don’t believe the lies I said, I was just forcing myself 3 ’cause timing was crucial in the next step, timing is crucial. Now by the corner of my eye I’m checking the mirrors upside 3 but they don’t seem to give reflections of what there is behind. 3 Timing is crucial. Don’t believe the lies I said, I was just forcing myself 3 ’cause timing was crucial in the next step, timing is crucial. 3 Don’t forget the lies I said, I was just trying to help ourselves 3 ’cause timing had been crucial from the very first step. 3 Timing is crucial.


TRACK #20

Just like a Wall

On my way, way to the stars, I found? 3 You were there, laying down, next to a hole 3 Oh, hold me 3 You said, you had faith in God above 3 But it seemed that you didnt believe 3 In reality, in people on earth 3 In people to whom youve given birth And I forgot to call you 3 This is just what I do 3 You stand there just like a wall that 3 I cant even try to talk to you. I wrote down all of your thoughts, 3 Well, the ones you let me see 3 When youre not watching TV. 3 You said youd go for a walk 3 But that was three weeks ago and now 3 You spend your time counting the pages 3 Of a second hand bible pocket edition that you have.


And I forgot to call you 3 This is just what I do 3 You stand there just like a wall that 3 I cant even try to talk to you. And I forgot to call 3 This is just how I work 3 I stand there still like a photo on your hands 3 That you cant try to explain yourself.


TRACK #22

Girls Just wanna Have Fun

I come home in the morning light, 3 My mother says "When you gonna live your life right?" 3 Oh, mommy, dear, 3 We're not the fortunate ones, 3 And girls, 3 They wanna have fu-un 3 Oh, girls, 3 Just wanna have fun The phone rings in the middle of the night, 3 My father yells "What you gonna do with your life?" 3 Oh, daddy, dear, 3 You know you're still number one, 3 But girls, 3 They wanna have fu-un, 3 Oh, girls, just wanna have 3 That's all they really want, 3 Some fun When the working day is done, 3 Oh, girls, 3 They wanna have fu-un, 3 Oh, girls, 3 Just wanna have... fun Girls, They want, 3 Wanna have fun 3 Girls, 3 Wanna have...


Some boys take a beautiful girl, 3 And hide her away from the rest of the world 3 I wanna be the one to walk in the sun 3 Oh, girls, 3 They wanna have fu-un 3 Oh, girls, 3 Just wanna have 3 That's all they really want, 3 Is some fun When the working day is done, 3 Oh, girls, 3 They wanna have fu-un 3 Oh, girls, 3 Just wanna have... fun 3


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