1. |
Out Of Nowhere
03:42
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Come and free us, come and free us darling,
We ain't got no time to waste
War is over… War is overrated
We have nothing else to prove
Situation is in motion
It's getting clearer everyday
It's pretty hard on our emotions
Messing up with we’d say
Out of nowhere, out of nowhere it comes
From the past or from The dead
Not from the Cross, well, cross your fingers
Wish us luck my lady grace
Situation is in motion
It's getting clearer everyday
It's pretty hard on our emotions
Messing up with we’d say
I don't know, I don't know
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2. |
The Party II
04:42
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One day, I discovered, I found out...
some wolf's blood was flowing in me
threw the depths of my veins
and I discovered that this thick blood...
because of its strength
was like a thunderbolt to me.
One day I discovered, I found out...
an eagle's eye was watching me
from the depths of my soul
silently passing through within an instant...
in a sudden gesture,
from the moon to the sun.
I found in my heart the power of the clouds
crossing the sky
without ever knowing what we call here "night and day"
I found in the scream of the first ever living
the rising breath unifying wind, gaze and time,
in order... to open... to open the sun
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3. |
Sybille
03:41
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What should I have given to take you in my arms
What should I have made to brighten your little face
It's because I don't play any role in your life
But the shoulder of a friend where sometimes
You deign to calm down, such an oasis
Allowing you to rest on
Well I'm not, I'm not a well collecting your tears
Even if I give in to your charms too gladly, my dear
Which even under your sadness remain so beautiful
But this is too paintfull
Because silence is not a remedy to my troubles
Wich would be cured only if I shout 'em out loud
Well I'm not, I'm not a well collecting your tears
Even if I give in to your charms too gladly, my dear
Which even under your sadness remain so beautiful
But this is too paintful
Truth is not in the words of the one who says them
But in the emotion he can describe
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4. |
First Thing
05:56
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5. |
Souheast Tales
03:30
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6. |
She's Got The Nob
03:08
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7. |
Weezy Kids
04:38
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Growin' up in a little city, in the suburb
Where suburbs are just lovely houses
We could freely ride our bikes along the ways
Singing while the landscape scrolls
Next to the home estate there's a forest
The best place to build a shack
My 80' childhood was pretty comfortable
I figure out when I look back
I know... I did not know...
In my bed I would sometimes just think about
Future things tha I would get
Like a job, a house a car and all the common things
According to what I've seen then
Didn't know how that would come but I was confident
I knew this had to be that way
I just had to wait and see and by the way...
Something still remains from where I belong
The feeling is the same while I sing this song
Something still remains because I was blind
There's plenty of happiness deep in my mind
I know I did not know
So long, a long time ago
I know I did not know
I only grew up the way I've used to know
Then I found that the world was not what I'd figured out.
Something still remains from where I belong
The feeling is the same while I sing this song
Something still remains because I was blind
There's plenty of happiness deep in my mind
'cause people get burned, people get hurted,
People get turned into some heartless beings
From morning to evening
And people like fun, people like sun,
People can laugh at really bad jokes,
That they're all sharing.
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8. |
Long Distance Jogger
04:53
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Go, Justin, run run
As if your life were at stake
Keep the pace and the distance
As if you’re trying to escape
Something that went wrong
Somewhat you feel strong
Something that you’re bound to
Somewhere you belong
See the long-distance jogger
See how well he’s dressed,
Keeping tracks of his best times
He’s running away from
Something that went wrong
Somewhat he feels strong
Something that he’s bound to
Somewhere he belongs
Something that went wrong
Somewhat he feels strong
Something that he’s bound to
Somewhere he belongs
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9. |
Call Me
04:58
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Call me, when the night is falling
Call me, when the dogs are out
Call me, when the streets are empty
Call me, when your reading's done
Call me, when the ocean rises
Call me, when there are no more birds
Call me, when the ground is shaking
Call me, when the lightning strikes
Call me
Call me, when the teacher has lost it
Call me, when the preacher's dead
Call me, while the uproar's dormant
Call me, when it comes to end
Call me, if you're feeling nervous
Call me, if you can't fall asleep
Call me, if your head is aching
Call me, if you've got no more meds
Call me
Call me, when the grass is greener
Call me, when there's ice again
Call me, when the future's ahead of us
Call me
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10. |
Regression Time
02:23
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You don't limit yourself when you hit for the town
It’s regression time for a while
There's no time for thinking nor self-consciousness
Your innocence drowns in your booze
As time goes by you ignore all the signs
Of warning that mess up your mind
You reach for the bar for another last drink
But crumple and burst into tears
You rest on the floor looking wild
While a frantic crowd crawls all around
Do you wanna clear up your mind
Is that a way to leave behind
All that you want is a daddy
And all that you need is the motherly love you'll never get
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Modesto Lyon, France
Formed in late 2017 in Lyon, France, Modesto is tense indie rock music, with heavy, sharp and melodious guitars (alternative
tunings), banging drums and fuzzy bass; hence, full of melodies, choirs and efficient rhythmic foolproofs.
A first album recorded "live" in two days brings back a not so distant musical universe using the good old formula of the power rock trio.
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