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Come Back, Kings
03:02
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Signs
03:40
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Wonder where that sign is from?
Wonderful; one fast song,
Sung, and then it's gone.
Who are you when the door's closed?
The inner youth
Whose time was broken,
Can't grow old.
Counting backwards
As the cells collide.
Time getting younger,
Skin getting younger,
A hundred emotions,
Life re-opened.
All the talk once written down,
Unwritten into sound,
And floods of colour,
Breach the years we dammed.
Wonder where that sign is from?
Wonderful; one fast song,
Sung, and then it's gone.
Who are you when the door's closed?
Sudden truth in times unspoken,
Lines unfold.
Sung, and then it's gone...
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Narcissus
04:03
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The image in the mirror
That says, 'Come hither',
With a picture in the attic
And an eye on the phone.
Are you a hunter, a gatherer
Or just an intellectual?
Licking at the saucer,
Or chewing on a bone?
In an unmade face
The ending of the human race,
A study in shame,
Another night without fame,
And it's dry inside
But on the outside really lashing,
And it's spraying up dyed
In the locks, in the cells.
To the point of saturation,
For the need of every craving,
And it's hollow
So it echoes off the walls of DNA.
I said I'd read the book,
Only looked at the pictures
Then I followed but I found you
Only looking at yourself.
To the point of saturation...
For the need of every craving...
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Back here again,
They're building with science
But the people are different
And they stutter and shake.
We told you so,
While you were watching the clouds move
Across the stained windows.
Land of our death,
Land our rebirth.
Land of our death,
Land our rebirth.
Vanishing pictures
In a permanent frame
Echoes of echoes
Still affecting though faint.
These were my clothes,
Those were my eyes.
I was breathless in fear,
Tied up in circumstance,
Blind to the signs,
And bound to the times,
Now I'm here again,
And this time,
I think I remember.
Land of our death
Land our rebirth
Land of our death
Land our rebirth.
Come back kings,
And leave with everything.
Come back kings,
And leave with everything.
Only to be sent back to the start again,
And again,
And again.
Land of our death,
Land our rebirth.
Land of our death,
Land our rebirth...
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The Tourist
05:16
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Timeless motion.
Can't stay for long.
Form a shadow.
Take a picture.
Locked in its frame.
To be found again.
A fixed point in
Time.
Form a shadow and,
Take a picture.
Locked in its frame.
Out and into role,
Timeless motion.
Can't stay for long.
Angeli et
Archangeli.
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6. |
Third Wake
03:56
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7. |
Black Tent
02:48
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8. |
Saints
05:02
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9. |
Signs - Extended Version
05:59
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Wonder where that sign is from?
Wonderful; one fast song,
Sung, and then it's gone.
Who are you when the door's closed?
The inner youth
Whose time was broken,
Can't grow old.
Counting backwards
As the cells collide.
Time getting younger,
Skin getting younger,
A hundred emotions,
Life re-opened.
All the talk once written down,
Unwritten into sound,
And floods of colour,
Breach the years we dammed.
Wonder where that sign is from?
Wonderful; one fast song,
Sung, and then it's gone.
Who are you when the door's closed?
Sudden truth in times unspoken,
Lines unfold.
Sung, and then it's gone...
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Peter Flesch is an English multi-instrumentalist and producer whose music spans electronica, art-rock, progressive and ambient. He is biologically and psychologically identical to Paul Corcoran, a member of the UK progressive instrumental band, Feorm.
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