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Semaphore
04:15
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I wake up in the morning
It’s still dark outside
I light a candle
Fix myself some breakfast, a cup of coffee
I look out the window
I can only see the white crest of the waves
Reflected against the beam, white sheeps
I go down the stairs
We bite the hand that feeds us, I still don’t understand
We bury our head in the sand, it still doesn’t make sense
Cold-blooded animals
In a golden cage
Black sheeps set aside
It all seems so far away now
It all seems so unreal now
Who has stolen the compass?
Who has hidden the map?
Cold-blooded animals
In a golden cage
Black sheeps set aside
It all seems so far away now
It all seems so unreal now
Who has stolen the compass?
Who has hidden the map?
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Don’t ask yourself so many questions
You’ve got the recipe, now cook the meal
Acting will bring answers to things you hadn’t thought
Solving what feigned to be a problem
Hold on to your instincts
Hold on to your feelings
A fruitful pain you won’t regret
That’s all it takes, that’s all it takes
Your dreams they are your compass
And after all calm seas don’t make good sailors
After all calm seas are an illusion
Don’t be afraid of the swell
The rough seas will reveal new skies
And in the hollow of the waves you will see more clearly
While in the ensuing stillness you will feel more plainly
Stay true to yourself, Remain a kid
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White Walls, Mute People
02:06
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We’re too afraid to stand out
We’re too afraid to talk aloud
There was a time when nothing seemed out of reach / everything seemed possible
But it feels like things have changed
Or maybe we are the ones who did
Repeating the cycle over and over
We feel the only way is to join the ranks
We’ve stopped looking to the horizon
White walls, mute people
We could be one step closer
White walls, mute people
We could be moving forward
I can still hear the echoes of our talks
I can still feel the strength of our hopes
What do we want to leave behind?
What will we be remembered by?
The greatest threat is passiveness
The greatest threat is passiveness
Don’t stop thinking, don’t stop dreaming
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I’ve been thinking that maybe we could try it out
I’ve been thinking that maybe we could go for it
That maybe it’s already too late for that
That most likely I don’t have a fucking clue
If only we had the strength to carry on with all our thoughts
If only we had the strength to follow on, on all our words
Sometimes what you’ve been looking for was standing here the whole time
Sometimes what you’ve been looking for was standing here right in front of you
Smiling at you with love, listening to your every word
Right by your side, the whole time
Sometimes what you’ve been looking for is the hardest to see
I’ve been thinking that it would be nice to start over, to get a second chance
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We may not always agree but at least
We may even fight sometimes but at least
Life may come in between but at least
Love may even get involved but at least
We haven’t got much but this we have for sure
Yeah this we have for sure
A never-ending journey
For which no course has been set
Something simple but real
An outlet for our fears
We’d rather go through this together
And be happier for it
We’d rather be alone together
And make the best of it
Life may come in between but at least
Love may even get involved but at least
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Oaraï Typhoon Orléans, France
Created in 2011, the side-project Oaraï Typhoon is the encounter of two alternative music lovers who enjoy unplugging the electric guitars of their punk-rock bands. It’s a spontaneous friendship, an unpretentious journey with no definite destination. Oaraï Typhoon is for the roving minds, for those who are on the lookout for something or just to escape… Under the rain. ... more
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