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N
05:00
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N
L didn’t talk about anything
B told us about his disgust
R cried and cried and cried …
V did’t talk that much
V loses weight and his nose bleeds a lot
R pulls out each new silver hair
B feels pain in teeth, in feet, in back
And does L’s coughing ever stop?
That day when out neighbor came into our house
Like everyday in the past ten years
He told me how sad he was
That B would now be gone
Or that day L got mail
And I knew he would go away
Still sometimes I wait for him to ring the bell
And stay forever after lunch but he won’t
When R graduated we didn’t really notice
She was the first to and we didn’t know
What she was going through
Was it then that she broke?
N, where are you right now?
N, why aren’t you with us?
N, why can’t I just call you up?
When will you start to ask?
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Frank
04:10
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Frank
Frank, when did you leave home
was your love a stillborn
born out of your own core
Gently wiping off the old dust
of all the things gone lost
on your long way back home
White gloves and a book of poems
you'd written just for them
when you were at the age of twenty-eight
Do you remember the smell of grass
on your knees when you fell
far from the place where you slept over that night
And in the morning you heard the call
of a lark and the barking of a dog
near the hall of a village in a valley
so small that in awe
your eyes ignored what they saw
and you walked straight to the door
Frank, do you know you forgot
to pray to pray to the lord
should I begin instead
Holy Anne, if you hear me now
please do accept my vow to never pray again
Anne, hear my prayer
You do not wait for the sound of
the alarm or the arm hoisting your hated body
to be fed and be washed
You'd rather feel the brown earth in your mouth
Oh river, how could anyone say that you're ugly
Oh waters, you've always been the biggest love to me
When does a word start to mean more than a word
Where do your waters take me, where to in the world
Say do you feel when a swan dies in your giant limbs
Pray for the winter to make fish stop moving their fins
Love, let my die, let me rise up to feed you where
you and your hungry hungry heart wait for more than air
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Castles
04:37
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Castles
Calling these castles your home
When you know they’re not your own
Only makes you feel less at ease
When you try to sleep
And in your front garden
Between where you grow all your teas
We shared a cup and did not wake up
Until we heard the police
I took a thousand pictures
Not one of them shows you
I’m grateful to know that
from our point of view
It’s best to just go
We started building a nest
Then we took a rest
Baby, you should know
From my point of view
I’m ok to go on alone
Marching bands in rain
Blue body chains
Bury my bones
with what you find most of
Cry me a song
Build me an ark
Kill what you long for
And learn how to starve
You predicted your pain
Still we tried to gain
Hope and trust in each other’s chests
I guess we tried our best
In our false garden
our lost paradise
the dog is barking
And cars are parking
I’m solemnly colsingmy legs
And in your lined face
Which my mother would call old
I see a wish that is nothing more
Than to be held and to hold
In your eyes I am tall
In your hands I am small
The tip of my tongue is too far away
To tell you that I am in love
Give me a rest
I’ve fallen out of our nest
I learned I’m bad at climbing
And flying away suits me
Where is your hat
Your dreamed of it before it
Anded on your head
On your mother’s birthday
Castles in rain
We’re not the same
Our talk is cheap
The steps still steep
We tried to change the game
But if you close the shades
of your windows night and day
Remember the ghost
that slept in the stores of the house
You want her to stay
I t may hurt the eyes
but the light of the day
Will not scare her away
It’s healing to live and let go off
one’s belonging to make the ghosts stay
It’s helpful to know
that from your point of view
It’s best to just go
Baby, you should know
From my point of view
I’m ok to go on alone
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Mother
04:03
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Mother
You were the heartbeat in between
I took some ghost steps towards the limousine
None of the feelings that we shared
Were enough to tell each other what we truly beared
Did you notice my back
Stretching and bending towards the morning sun
I thought I’de rather forget
The green in your eyes snd no surprise when I left
Your steps were unbelievably cute
And the shirts that hid your tiny waist
Hey smelled of you
And I look like I descended from other landscapes
And my mother sings her songs in another language
And whatever they say about the way she talks
It’s good to have a home where people talk a lot
We couldn’t eat we couldn’t sleep
Out hot feet underneath the sheets
You told me dreams that made me laugh
My dreams were not funny enough
Your flat was unbearably warm
And the smell of smoke and sweat and dust
is full of you
And you say it’s okay to be prejudgemental
But my mother told me things that are hard to handle
And whatever they say about the way you walk
I know you like to tell your story, do you not?
I remember your back
Naked and unfeathered you stood by the window
I guess none of us asked
For much more than the heat of the days to stay with us
Your hair seemed untamable
And how could I give much more than being capable
Of listening to whatever you say or ask
I know you like to tell your story, do you not?
And you say it’s okay to be prejudgemental
But my mother told me things that are hard to handle
And whatever they say about the way she talks
It’s good to have a home where people talk a lot
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The Talk
04:19
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The Talk
If I wanted you to fall out of love with me
I would not talk
Though I cannot feel anything missing right now
I know there will be
Sure, what we’ve got is not enough
To make us entirely happy
And happinesses should not stifle each other
But that’s not all
Finding each other was not hard
I might even say it was luck
If I knew how to get into your system
I’d had long signed up
The impossibility of reading your mind
Is a normality
My egoism is shown by the inflationary use of
Me and my, my and me, me and my, mine
And you cannot be blamed
I’m lying about how special this was
Finding each other took some time
I thought by now I’d have ended this
Why don’t my thoughts pass the point of mine
I was so glad we’d found each other
But so scared it would not last forever
So I tried hard to make you end this
My autopilot forced resurrection
But my plant is dying, I see it dying
Soon all signs of live will have vanished
How could I kill a plant that is still blooming
What do my ghost hands do?
What am I doing?
You told me you’ve gotten angry with me today
You want to talk
Though I’d been waiting for you to approach me
I’m scared of that talk
I told you that night there was blood
But nothing about me taking part
You saw right through my heart
And you knew I did this to you
How could I’ve done this to you?
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Dry Mouth
04:19
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Dry Mouth
Even on my bed
I feel like I haven’t done a thing
I built it with my hands
And the help of a friend
Who I can’t call
Could any of the lines
Reach towards your core?
I wrote them with my hands and I know
You cannot write for too long
When you speak, Dry Mouth
Let me be your water
When he told you all about his child
I came home from school
I’d never seen you cry that hard before
And it struck my core
How could he have done this to you?
You’re shaking with all that you’ve got
And I can’t seem to help
My back is bending helplessly under your weight
Could any of the lines
Reach towards your core?
I wrote them with my hands and I know
You cannot write for too long
When you speak, Dry Mouth
Let me be your water
I know you told me
You cannot promise more
Than to stay as long as it feels right
You see no reason to leave before
But I’ve wrecked more than one heart
Just not to get wrecked
I think I won’t do this to you
When you speak, Dry Mouth
Let me be your water
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Skorpio and Cancer
03:19
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Nights are cold
I don’t know anymore
What street are for
They don’t lead nowhere
Does it pay off
If you work hard enough
What are those lights for
They don’t glow no more
Was I too young
Or am I already old
When you say you smell spring
I feel ashamed I don’t
Have we failed
Or even achieved
More than we’d hoped for
Do your bike lights glow
I’m glad I called
When I thought I should not
We met on the same street
And now we’re going somewhere
I’m not scared
I’m a calm ocean
We’re Skorpio and Cancer
But never believed in it
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Twentyseventeen's Sun
04:02
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Twentyseventeen’s sun
When we hung up it felt so easy
But when we met it was quite hard
All those phone calls
Had left me freezing cold
But your voice still sounds so human
Your shoes were worn out
Though I had never seen them
And your new tattoos they look so cool
You shaved your head in that new way
And you’ve got all the right things to say
Love, you know I told you
That for me it isn’t through
though I’d like to focus
On what’s recently so new
It’s the first time I’ve seen your face
In twentyseventeen’s sun
And with tomorrow’s sunlight
I will feel better
Comfortable enough
To speak of our butt cheeks
Still too deep in love
To speak of him who waited for me
Red capped like all the rest
But maybe loving me best
The feeling of loss when waves draw back
I’ve never seen anything so sad
The moment you wrote my name in the sand
I’ve never known you very well
It’s the first time I’ve seen your face
In twentyseventeeth’s sun
And with tomorrow’s sunlight
I will feel better
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Der Tod und das Mädchen
06:33
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Der Tod und das Mädchen
Warten darauf, dass etwas aufhört
Hoffen drauf, dass nicht Neues beginnt
Hoffnung ist ein viel zu hochgegriffenes Wort
Ersetzen wir es mit Ergebenheit
Wir beide in der Stube
Ich lese, du liest, wir lauschen
Die Platte, die ich laufen lasse
Beginnt repetierend zu rauschen
Kaum bist du aus der Tür
Lege ich mich auf die Dielen
Dein Kopf eine Erinnerung
An das Gewicht in meinem Schoß
Nachmittags halb fünf
Spazieren gehen bis sieben
Dein Körper noch vom Sport gewärmt
Doch steif die Art, wie du gehst
Unvorstellbar diese Leere
Unfassbar unfair
Vielleicht ist es so, wenn ein Leben erlischt
Öffnet sich der Schlund der Meere
Der Tod und das Mädchen
Lassen ab von ihren alten Gesten
Oh dieser höfische Tanz
Zwischen ihren und seinen knöchernen Fingern
Ihr Kleid so weiß, wie das einer Gans
Und viel zu dünn für Dezember
Mit aller Kraft halte ich dich fest
Entgegen der simplen Tatsache
Dass dein Herz nicht mehr schlägt
Sirenen wecken dich nicht mehr
Und auch meine Ohren scheinen völlig taub
Bin nur noch ein Geist am Beckenrand
Gänzlich verwaist und ausgebrannt
Der Tod und das Mädchen
Lassen ab von ihren alten Gesten
Kaum bist du aus der Tür
Lege ich mich auf die Dielen
Dein Kopf eine Erinnerung
An das Gewicht in meinem Schoß
Nachmittags halb fünf
Spazieren gehen bis sieben
Dein Körper noch vom Sport gewärmt
Doch steif die Art, wie du gehst
Kaum bist du aus der Tür
Hänge ich mich auf an dem Gedanken
Mich selbst loszuwerden
Mich selbst zu verwerfen
Wie die Skizze eines Gemäldes
Der Tod und das Mädchen
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faira Germany
Faira is the folk-experimental project of singer, songwriter and guitarist Sophia Spies (DE). Through her understanding of songwriting, she creates a powerful imagery that finds its expression through classical and playful arrangements on the guitar and very unconventional song structures. Faira’s music is a balancing act between impelled somberness and careful glee. ... more
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