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Mr. Whitebeard
04:10
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Back on the road again, surrounded by the dark and cold
There’s no need to be afraid
That’s what Mr. Whitebeard said, a man I’ve never seen before
He knows the way along the shore
And I lay down on the backseat, as I slowly fade away
Keep on driving, Mr. Whitebeard
Just take me far away
You keep on driving, Mr. Whitebeard, sir
I appreciate your words
Whoa – whoa – whoa
So follow our lead they said, trying to tell me what to do
But they don’t know me anymore
My father said, “Son, go the way you’re supposed to go
And learn the things you’re supposed to know!”
Still I don’t know anything
Keep on driving, Mr. Whitebeard
Just take me far away
You keep on driving, Mr. Whitebeard, sir
I appreciate your words
Whoa – whoa – whoa – whoa
Whoa, hold on! Hold on!
Now I can’t think straight, ’cause I am so tired
I’m so far away
Oh, so goddamn tired
And I can’t think straight, ’cause I am so tired
I’m so far away
Oh, so goddamn tired
And I can’t think straight, ’cause I am so tired
I’m so far away
Oh, so goddamn tired
And I can’t think straight, ’cause I am so tired
I’m so far away
Oh, so goddamn tired!
Oh, keep on driving, Mr. Whitebeard
Just take me far away (take me far away)
You keep on driving, Mr. Whitebeard, sir
I appreciate your words (take me far away)
Whoa – whoa – whoa – whoa (take me far away)
Whoa, hold on! Hold on!
(take me far away)
(take me far away)
(take me far away)
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2. |
Munch
03:42
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Feels like, seems like
Nothing we do will ever make it right
Our world’s a strange world
I don’t think we’ll truly understand
And I think I’ve lost my way
Don’t you feel like you’ve lost your way?
In times when people harm each other
In times when people get lost
In times when nothing lasts forever
We should remember all the good around us
Further and further
I could run so far but not far enough
High up mountains
Swimming just to wash it all away
And I think I’ve lost my way
Don’t you feel like you’ve lost your way?
In times when people harm each other
In times when people get lost
In times when nothing lasts forever
We should remember all the good around us
Good friend, my friend
I will leave, do you understand me?
Choices have been made
You took the queen, I took an ace
And I think I’ve lost my way
Don’t you feel like you’ve lost your way?
In times when people harm each other
In times when people get lost
In times when nothing lasts forever
We should remember all the good around us
In times when people harm each other
In times when people get lost
In times when nothing lasts forever
We should remember all the good around us
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3. |
The Lost And Lonely
03:42
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Sometimes I wonder who we are
Living a life between love and war
And I can’t tell where we belong
But I can tell there’s something wrong
And all my memories, forever gone
And all my memories, forever gone
Sometimes I go out by myself
Looking for someone, screaming for help
And all them shadows passing by
Will someone save us just in time?
I’m breaking out, trying to let go
To find a reason, but no one knows
A taste of love could fill my heart
Yet here I am torn apart
And all my memories, forever gone
And all my memories, forever gone
And all my memories, forever gone
And all my memories, forever gone
As I walk through the crowd of the lost and lonely
I become aware that it’s not only me
Sometimes I wonder who we are
Living a life between love and war
And I can’t tell where we belong
But I can tell there’s something wrong
And all my memories, forever gone
And all my memories, forever gone
And all my memories, forever gone
And all my memories, forever gone
As I walk through the crowd of the lost and lonely
I become aware that it’s not only me
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4. |
Home
04:37
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I thought of you the other day
Those little things you used to say
A little smile, a piece of happiness
If only I could press rewind
And get a chance to turn back time
What would I give to see your face again
And in the corner of my mind
There is a place where I can hide you
A place to keep you
Just to find you, all over again
'Cause wherever I will go
There‘s a feeling that will follow
A little doubt that makes me wonder
Where? Where do I belong?
Because here doesn‘t feel like home
So tell me where, where do I belong?
Because here doesn‘t feel like home
Remember when we used to play Nintendo 64 all day
Up in your room
I remember everything
Remember me?
And I‘m sorry for your heartache
And I‘m sorry I couldn‘t stop it
And I‘m sorry, yes I‘m sorry
Where? Where do I belong?
Because here doesn‘t feel like home
So tell me where, where do I belong?
Because here doesn‘t feel like home
This doesn‘t feel like home
This doesn‘t feel like home
This doesn‘t feel like home
This doesn‘t feel like home
Where? Where do I belong?
Because here...
Because here...
Because here...
Where? Where do I belong?
Because here doesn‘t feel like home
So tell me where, where do I belong?
Because here doesn‘t feel like home
So let me come home
So let me come home
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Cedric Saga Hamburg, Germany
Driven by mysticism and melancholy, but often with the open, upbeat optimism of a pop song, Saga’s music rings of pure Nordic indie folk. A born baritone, Saga does not shy from letting his voice soar to soulful heights.
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