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Passenger
06:44
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I’m looking out my window
Of this morning travel train
Through Spain.
This thing is running slow
Cause the background’s full of snow
Cause of you.
You see the whiteness of the fields
Shine back against your face
To make it glow.
The snow is just like you
Sucks light and need cold crystals
To form.
You are coming to me
Like and angel grained in ice so blue.
You come towards me
I see those footprints that you can’t undo.
I cannot get distracted
By the film or by the girl next to me.
I know I do feel tempted
Just need to substitute my heart
For a while.
She’s pretty and seems nice
I’m just looking for a little advice.
She asked me my name
At the time the snow disappeared from the rain.
I cannot get distracted
I know I do feel tempted
Just need to substitute my heart for a while.
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Golden Horse
03:06
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Didn’t tell you what felt wrong
Couldn’t see what was really going on
My legs just didn’t feel that strong
Golden Horse is riding fast
Don’t feel like going at his pace
My heart just feels a little dazed.
Jewel, you are my jewel.
All I think of is I ride you less
I get off and drop down the reins
You are free to go and find more happiness.
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Alabaster
03:15
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I turn on the lamp to see her laughter
I stared at the picture I tore shortly after
How could my heart bare such disaster
From the emotion I knocked over my nanny’s nice alabaster.
You soften the light which hit your face
She the cat’s mother once said your black hair was electric space.
Been thinking how to have my coffin next to your casket
Don’t worry dear you know I like being sarcastic.
I cannot sleep no more. No.
I haven’t left my room in months, maybe years
I don’t want to leave cause it’s full of your souvenirs
And empty closets you know they mean dirty hair
Cigarettes, bread and a little prayer.
I cannot sleep no more.
You know I’m lucky this is only just a song
And you are nowhere near as gone.
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Lost An Arm
03:57
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Last time we spoke
I hugged you goodbye
You said how much you missed me
While you cried.
You also said
It’s as if you had lost an arm
Someone ripped it of from you
It was me.
Never had I felt so sad
My heart suffered a strike
Something through my skin
A sharp spike.
Completely warn out
I destroyed something good
I’m taken by the wind
Just like paper wood.
I now have to water your plants
They are dying like me
Not of thirst not of light
It’s the sadness I write.
The story of my broken,
My broken heart is true
Thinking I know
I don’t love you.
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From L.A. To Hong Kong
06:40
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Putting away the blankets of my studio sofa bed
Thinking of those tears, deserved and well shed
For you or my family, you all deserved more
Selfish, stubborn is my award.
You used to make me dinner, lunch or cut my hair
You wanted it short, war had been declared
I told you I loved you from L.A. or from Hong Kong
I’m sorry dear my hair has now grown long.
Tell me the truth, now, did you feel used?
I’ve got this one question, oh please let me know
Which of both hasn’t been seduced?
I’ll tell you my truth, not at all were you used.
I’ve got just one question, oh please let me know.
Which of both hasn’t been seduced?
Do you honestly think I did nothing for you?
Didn’t I help you with all that I could?
There by your side went well or went wrong
I’ll try to cut my hair cause its long.
Our love just went loose
Needed kids or something new
I wanted to move on, oh please let me go
My head just wont stop feeling confused.
I’ll tell you my truth, not at all were you used.
I’ve got just one problem, oh please let me know.
Which of both hasn’t been seduced?
Oh tell me your truth, now, did you feel used?
I’ve got this one question, oh please let me know
Which of both hasn’t been seduced?
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Brian Hunt Madrid
Tras formar parte de bandas como Half Foot Outside, Templeton o Russian Red, editó su "I Lost My Glasses" Limbo Starr, 2009,
bebiendo del Folk, el pop o americana.
En 2012 editó junto a Muy Fellini el Starrs on 45.
Ahora, en 2016, vuelve autoeditando 2 EPs unificados. Cantando canciones más vivas y alegres en su LOVE, y contradiciéndose con su UNLOVE, con cortes más intensos, tristes y sencillos.
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