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Feel At Home
03:40
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Feel at home
Lyrics by Yael Nachshon Levin & Aviv Noiman
Music by Aviv Noiman.
If you've got a sneaky heart,
if you feel a little barred,
the keys’ under the rug
just come on in.
You may kick off your shoes,
pick a record, spin some blues,
pour yourself a little booze
it ain't a sin.
Take a walk inside my place,
the land lord works in mysterious ways,
sniff the laundry, the flower vase,
the dirty bin.
I’m Letting down my guard,
if you’ve always felt a little barred
well, the keys’ under the rug
just come on in.
In my dreams, my head’s against your chest.
Something’s pounding, I can’t get no rest.
I’m ready now, it’s open,
you’re welcome into all my mess,
right down to the bone,
and feel at home.
If there's a password
crack the code.
I bet your ass is freezing cold.
Inside is warm and
I won’t ask you where you’ve been.
Won’t you help me find myself,
underneath this old defense?
I need your brains
to find a way under my skin.
It’s been 20 years, or more,
maybe 30, I’m not sure,
since I saw you first
and then my heart stood still.
I’m ready now, my love.
If this is what you’ve been dreaming of,
the keys’ under the rug
just come on in.
In my dreams, my head’s against your chest.
Something’s pounding, I can’t get no rest.
I’m ready now, it’s open,
you’re welcome into all my mess,
right down to the bone,
and feel at home.
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2. |
Dreams
03:44
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Dreams
Sometimes it’s getting noisy at night,
after closing the lights,
in this spiral maze
of my soul.
I find myself in front of a door
that I’ve seen times before
and behind an infested
black hole.
The sun then rise,
I open my eyes
and gifts fall down
from the sky.
Sometimes just when I think it's alright
and you’re holding me tight,
I drift to the depths of the sea.
I look above to find a way through
giant shades of dark blue,
hovering, waiting for me.
The sun then rise,
I open my eyes
and gifts fall down
from the sky.
The children say
“let's go out and play”,
I stretch my arms out
to catch those give outs.
The cherry trees are slowly
blossoming,
and you’re with me,
you are with me,
you are with me.
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3. |
Far Away
03:14
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Far away
Far away from the starting point.
Now I’m here, and here’s my voice.
Looking back,
looking far ahead,
It’s the same green tree,
and it’s you and me.
Hey hey, everything is lost before it’s found.
Baby, let your thoughts escape, they’ll come around.
Far away, in a changing time,
following the streams inside,
drifting back,
sailing far ahead,
in the same old boat,
and so far it floats.
Hey, It’s getting darkest just before the dawn.
Baby, hold me now before this moment’s gone.
Homeland,
white sand,
salty see,
hear my plea;
Take me back,
take me far ahead,
to the same green tree,
to you and me.
Hey hey, everything is lost before it’s found.
Baby, let your thoughts escape, they’ll come around.
Hey, It’s getting darkest just before the dawn.
Baby, hold me now before this moment’s gone.
Home land, white sand, salty sea…
Home land, white sand, hear my plea…
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4. |
Today
03:10
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Today
Today I’ll try,
all through the day I’ll try
not to blame myself,
not to see the flaws,
not to fall apart,
not to lock my jaws.
Today I’ll do my best,
all through the day I’ll try
not to think only of me.
Think of someone else,
my children, my friends,
one from my homeland,
sinking into the Levantine sea.
Today I’ll stop
telling myself what to do, all the time,
I will simply resign.
Days of getting lost,
looking for the source,
fighting the forcing habit pulling me down into pain.
Today I’ll try,
all through the day I’ll try
not to blame myself,
not to see the flaws,
not to fall apart,
not to lock my jaws.
Days of getting lost,
looking for the source,
fighting the forcing habit pulling me down into pain.
What is there to gain?
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5. |
Gut Feeling
03:12
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Gut feeling
Gut feeling.
Go with your gut feeling.
Say no if your gut feeling tells you so.
She knows you from your first breathing,
straight through your first grieving.
No one was listening.
Now it’s loud and clear, your gut feeling,
go with your gut feeling.
Take hold of your own healing.
Go, go, go, you know you know.
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6. |
Tiger
05:05
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Tiger
Tiger, lurking on my loan.
Probably he’s not alone.
Soon his pack will come along,
rend a feast and then be gone.
In my backyard, one would think,
tiger packs do not exist,
but I’ve seen them with my eyes,
felt their claws deep in my thighs.
In the green grass I am pinned,
flower-powder in the wind,
once again, I don’t know how,
must collect back my home bound.
And all though I’m missing parts
from my future and my past,
I beg myself not to forget;
What you fear is what you get.
Oh lord, dear lord within,
let me ride upon your wind.
Lift me high above this ground.
Help me turn this pain around.
Tell me what I need to hear,
that I am safe and you are near.
Tiger, lurking on my loan.
Probably he’s not alone.
Soon his pack will come along,
rend a feast, and then be gone.
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The Bird of Popular Song
03:23
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The bird of popular song
I hear you in your sleep,
we both take turns in the deep,
you know, I know,
nightmare growl,
soothing hand.
You worry all the time,
we are the perfect rhyme,
you know, I know,
childhood demons,
childhood dreams.
The further we go through the day,
the more we face at night.
sunset, sunrise,
sunset, sunrise.
I told you straight ahead
that first time in the sand,
you know, I know,
football shields,
hidden souls.
The bird of popular song,
she speaks our mother tongue,
you know, I know,
our story will
go on.
The further we go through the day,
the more we face at night.
sunset, sunrise,
sunset, sunrise.
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8. |
It's Ok
03:22
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It’s Ok
If you get lost,
call my name.
Just the sound of you voice
and I’ll be there to tell you;
Don’t be ashamed,
it's not your fault,
its ok to break,
it's just how it goes.
If you get lost,
call my name.
You don’t have to say exactly what it was,
I’ll know to tell you;
Don’t be ashamed,
it's not your fault,
its ok to break down,
it's just how it goes.
It’s ok to brake.
That’s just how it goes.
My lovely boy,
my lovely boy,
my beautiful boy.
If you get lost,
just call my name.
Form the sound of you voice
I’ll be there to tell you;
Don’t be ashamed,
it’s not your fault,
its ok to brake,
it’s just how it goes.
It’s ok to brake.
That's just how it goes.
My lovely boy,
my lovely boy,
my beautiful boy.
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9. |
Hold On
03:45
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Hold on
It’s this time of year,
and your beauty shows,
in this time of year
it gets high as it gets low.
And your heart beats loudly,
I can hear it over here.
The earth is trembling.
It’s this time of year,
hold on, hold on.
It’s a ferris wheel.
It goes round and round.
Sometimes you are up,
sometimes you’re down.
And your life is racing fast,
too fast for you to hear,
your heart is whispering;
It’s this time of year,
hold on, hold on.
Hold your posture,
there will be an after.
Things have changed,
they’ll change again.
Hold on,
my friend.
It’s this kind of year,
nothing is for sure.
Only blue surrounds,
you can’t see the shore.
Let this song speak softly
into your darkest fear;
Love is the anchor
of this endless wheel,
hold on, hold on.
Hold your posture,
there will be an after.
Things have changed,
they’ll change again.
Hold on,
my friend.
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10. |
Hummingbird
03:12
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Hummingbird
Joyful little sister,
nectar you crave.
The sweetness
of the flowers
is the love you gave.
Fly in all directions
with the black sun.
Your song awakens
forward, backward, up and down.
Joyful little sister
spread your wings.
Don’t let anybody
tell you not to sing.
Fly in all direction
with the black sun.
your song awakens
forward, backward, up and down.
Tasting the essences,
radiating colors.
I want to follow you
my sister,
from flower to flower.
Pretty little sister,
spread your joy.
Beauty is the target,
music fills the void.
Fly in all direction
with the black sun.
Your song awakens
forward, backwards, up and down.
Tasting the essences,
radiating colors.
I want to follow you
my sister,
from flower to flower.
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