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A Perfect Life
03:11
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Every thing I ever say
Every thing I ever do
in some weird subconscious way
It’s all about getting close to you
but every time we met I wake up in sweat
and back in this mare I’m sending a prayer
That you dreamed it too
But I know you live a perfect life
where love it flows like wine
and laughter fills the room you’re in
So different from mine
It may be a year it may be a day
Before it’s too late I got to speak
Untie this tongue and let them out
These fettered words, set them free
what I’m trying to express
Is a wish that when you answer Yes
The question came from me
But I know you live a perfect life
where love it flows like wine
and some body is touching you
I wish it could be mine
Maybe I am drunk
or maybe just scared
but all of this junk
filling my head
pounding me to sleep
waking me again
the world is a dream
but this is so real
we’re in the same land
but world’s apart
so many words
to empty my heart
when three
is all I need
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Perfect
03:42
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I’m perfect
Logical and balanced, Funny but not shallow, Clever and engaging
You’ll never get a second shot at me
But I must admit, that I acted a bit, when I smiled at my aunt, and her tedious spouse, (but it’s a very big house)
And I know I’m wrong, when I’m passing along, the blame to the one, who’s absent and gone. I mean stop to pretend, that I’m innocent, and start act like a gent
Period and end
Otherwise I’m perfect
Confident but humble, generous to strangers, adequate and focused
You’ll never get a second shot at me
And maybe once in a while, I happened to lie, about ideas and kind, that I merchandise, implying they’re mine
And it might just look nice, to peel of a vice, like borrowing other men’s wives
But just give me a drink, a smile and a wink, I’ll be yours in a blink. Just stop playing with hearts, it would do for a start
Otherwise I’m perfect
Curious and modest, responsible and playful, bold and empathetic
You’ll never get a second shot at me
And I should realize, that indifference like, closing my eyes, at uncomfortable sights, at the news every night, mean it all carries on, and somebody dies, the following night
And why is it so hard, to pick up the phone, give my mother a call, my father a call, tell them how much I care, while they are still here
Otherwise I’m perfect
Eloquent, compassionate, determined and pragmatic, solution oriented
I’ll never be entangled in the past
I should learn to cool down, don’t run all the time, find out how to find, some peace of mind, and not to be scared, by a moment to spare
And verbally too, I need to stay cool, I need to restrain, my language and aim, to connect to the brain, before I start maim
And stop believing that I’m…
…perfect
Why is it so hard to live like a saint
Why is it so dark in this womb to tomb maze
And a pile-up in front of that narrow gate
Why oh why… God I can’t follow the rules
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Perfect Strangers
03:33
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He walked into her life
Just as someone walked out
Leaving her in a pile
He swept her up and sat her down
Heard her story through the crying
Washed away her tears with wine
and he turned them into pearls
as he wooed those eyes of hers
and she forgot the other swine
A perfect stranger
So she moved into his place
Shared his friends and shared his taste
Shared his views and then his name
Got a mortgage and a house
Bought a beagle, named it Mouse
Their family picture in a frame
From perfect strangers
Life is a fairytale
Now she’s heading off to work
Serving drinks to drunken jerks
While he is home doing the same
Or hurry home, prepare the meal
Watch him eat it silently
And maybe watch him watch the game
Like perfect strangers
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Perfect Match
03:13
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I’m sorry honey but it seems
That I might have burned your toast
And that accidently
I peed in your orange juice
And maybe I forgot to say
I invited mum for holiday
And made a mention to your boss
Of your abusive history
Sold your dog and bought a car
Sold the car, bought jewelry
Sold the jewelry, bought some shoes
Gave your shoes to charity
And we wake up and we break the battle up
Lick a wound or two and then we start anew
I punch your lip, I bite your tongue
I whip your hip, I pierce your lung
I break your jaw and plug your eyes
And I scratch your 45’s
And late at night when I’m alone
Sneak into your telephone
Writing random messages
And letters to the editors
When the house is still and dark
And you think that I’m asleep
I’m on-line with your credit card
Going for a shopping spree
Think that such a tiny world could hatch
Two little birds with such a perfect match
Count on me always
I’ll always be true
I’ll hurt nobody
No one but you
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Un Rodo Cora Sweden
Seamless pop smarts drawing from a wide spectrum of genres and time periods.
Un Rodo Cora is a Stockholm based group
of musicians with links to both USA and India. They are somewhere between a solo project, a band and a collective, centered around the songwriter Bo Christo. Although a number of musicians form the core of the band the actual line-up is as fixed as a recipe for pizza.
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