1. |
Encore No2 (part 6)
03:20
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(instrumental)
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2. |
Years Of Plenty
03:35
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He shakes off his dream and shivers as he leaves the bed
She turns around and lingers while the table's being set
Neon street light grimly stains
The dewdrop-covered window panes
The day starts with commuter trains hissing from afar
While the sun reluctantly consumes the morning star
She lets her cup get cold while she scans the morning news
He throws away the bacon, checks the clock and ties his shoes
A quarrel in the neighbours’ hall
Stumbles through the kitchen wall
But they don’t heed, clutching keys each for their own car
A double set of head beams fills the last trace of the dark
Seven years of plenty, abundance was within their reach
They left the house to perish in the famine of their speech
All those good ears gone to waste
All the love they could have saved
(lyrics by Hans van de Pavert)
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3. |
Goatheadsoup
03:48
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Where I live, instead of sheep
We count goats when we can't sleep
But them goats they jump around
So every night I lose the count
(lyrics by Hans van de Pavert)
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4. |
Nobody's Sunset
04:20
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(instrumental)
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5. |
Army Of Starvation
03:39
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Expensive tie, Armani suit
I'm here to steal their future, I deserve to look good
I'll sign their fate with a fountain pen
I'll nick it as a souvenir of the where and the when
I juggle with the numbers on my screen
It's all about turning red pixels into green
I'm on the highest rung on the scale of gain
Their voices are too faint, their protests are in vain
I'm the king of extortion, see me fly
Spitting on their misery and pissing on their sties
They need my power to keep out the frost
If they want to keep on living, then they better pay the cost
We are the Army of Starvation and we're gathering a pyre
Because germ of exploitation only dies in the fire
We are the Army of Starvation and we're lighting the pyre
Because the virus of greed will only die in the fire
(lyrics by Hans van de Pavert)
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6. |
Autumn
02:21
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Shiny green horse chestnut tree
Standing fierce and tall outside my door
Will you spread your leaves for me
Right up to my room on the second floor?
It's alright if you're shy
Don’t you mind passers-by
I'l be here when you are in
I will stand here and hide
From the people outside
Every inch of secret skin
Summer’s drawing to its end
Soon enough the autumn winds will strip me bare
Till I am in leaf again
You will have to find yourself a dress to wear
I'm so grateful, my friend
You saw me through the end
Worry not while you're away
Take your leaves now and then
I will see you again
In the spring of next year’s May
(lyrics by Hans van de Pavert)
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7. |
Dust & Guitars
04:00
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Everyone that looks at me
Imagines things that I won’t be
Come to think of it –
It’s only dust and guitars and there is no me in what they see
We freaked about and had a laugh
But now I tread the backward path
Come to think of it –
I’m merely disappearing and I waste my time for more than half
I used to drive a stellar car
It took me way up to the stars
Come to think of it –
If you take the mirrors off, it’s just a plain guitar
It’s good to stay at mother’s home
I don’t need much when I’m alone
Come to think of it –
The paintings in the basement are the only thing I’ll ever own
I take my strolls around the town
On bike with no hair to let down
Come to think of it –
You don’t need any eyebrows if you never ever frown
Got colours on the telly
And a fridge for my chops
but the chops keep going of
f
so I keep going to the shops
(lyrics by Hans van de Pavert
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8. |
Encore No 404 (part 0)
04:30
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(instrumental)
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9. |
Rest In Pieces
04:24
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All you believed in were the echoes in your head
Of ancient myths and promises craftily fed
You thought you'd die a hero but that’s where you were wrong
Cause everything was shattered in the blast of the bomb
The grass, the trees, the time, the space
The smile upon your mother’s face
The sky, the sea, the rocks, the sand
Your girlfriend's soft palm in your hand
By default information equals a lie
Over the hill is nothing till it meets the eye
You didn’t see the mouth, you just followed the voice
Of all things to embrace you made the feeblest choice
No mosque, no church, no infidels
No laws, no flags, no terror cells
No enemy, no foe, no friend
No paradise, no promised land
There is only one God, I'd say that part is true
Spilled over the pavement in the pieces of you
Dying in the cells that leak from your head
If you wanted him to live, then you shouldn't be dead
(lyrics by Hans van de Pavert)
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10. |
I Should Buy A Boat
03:09
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(instrumental)
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11. |
A Place In The Sun
03:13
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I've been feeling like this for quite some time
I'm sick of this place where the sun won't shine
Doo dum da doo doo da da doo doo dum dow
I packed my bags and told my friends I'll be fine
My job was a joke, so I resigned
Got my yellow green and pink slips of paper signed
Doo dum da doo doo da da doo doo dum dow
I paid off my debts and left my things behind
I don't know where to go, but I'm sure that I will find
Some place in this world where the people are kind
Doo dum da doo doo da da doo doo dum dow
I won't speak their tongue but they won't mind
I don’t have any savings, so I guess I will try
To make a little money, just enough to get by
Doo dum da doo doo da da doo doo dum dow
You don't need much to live if your standards aren't too high
Nobody stays young as time goes by
So one day in the future when I'm too old to fly
Doo dum da doo doo da da doo doo dum dow
I'll just walk into the jungle and peacefully die
(lyrics by Hans van de Pavert)
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12. |
Wildfire
03:41
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Mummy bought us swimming gear
She promised us it’s going to be
The best day of the year
Daddy took our picture but he
Didn’t give a heads-up
Now I look a little weird
Sis and i are gonna stay
The whole day at our granny’s place
And she will bake a cake
Grandpa is the wisest man
He knows like almost everything
No riddle can’t break
I made a drawing of the house,
The seashore and the playing ground
And all my friends are there
Daddy says I’ve mixed up all the
Colours of the rainbow
But I don’t really care
The clouds are black, the trees are red
Grandpa says he’s certain that
There has to be a way
My eyes are dry, my throat is sore
Grandma says, cry no more
It’s gonna be okay
(lyrics by Hans van de Pavert)
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13. |
Ceyx
03:10
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(instrumental)
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14. |
Floral Sea
05:03
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Beyond the winds up high
Mares’ tails paint the sky
In the pasture all around
Shiny dapples on the ground
It’s a lazy day,
I wile the hours away
Lying in the meadow
Covering my shadow
I enjoy the calm
Chewing on a halm
You are on a picking spree
Knee-deep in a floral sea
Tired from your stroll
Cross-legged on a knoll
You are stringing daisy stems
Into a chain of golden gems
Foraging for luck
In the flowers that you’ve plucked
In your restless hands you clutch
A bunch of loves and loves-me-nots
A sudden gust of wind
Forces me to squint
As I turn and look at you
A whirl of petals blocks the view
(lyrics by Hans van de Pavert)
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cloud4o4 Athens, Greece
cloud4o4 formed in Athens in 2018 by Panagiotis Mavrommatis & Hans van de Pavert, based on their previous jams in the late 80's and is a home studio band... with some private gigs in hidden basements...
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