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A Seagulls Dream
05:31
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You and me, out at the sea
A flash in my memory
I am here, you are here
Floating in, a seagulls dream
We are together, we are together
Drifting in, the same mind
Our feet are sinking in the sand
This is a strange and foreign land
Tell me your secrets
Tell me your dreams
And we can fly
I am here, you are here
Floating in, a seagulls dream
We are together, we are together
Drifting in, the same mind
Open your eyes, heaven is here
Look what i have found
Love is all around
You and me, out at the sea
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La La Land
05:27
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Sleeping or dreaming
Everyone has everything they need
Wild flowers grow
Wild flowers grow
Dreams govern this land
Dreams govern this land
La la land
Is everywhere, is everywhere
Illusion, Horizon, Confusion
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Pretty Blue Forever
05:44
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the endlessness and it's numbing
the tireless utterances that stir this dark flower awake
their tragic waves of ache, in the whim of your return
your posturing among the living
the grandeur of the slow wasting that slips beneath my skin
the leeches of memory twisted too ugly to ever be dreamt again
all that you've left behind, collected and remember
you and your deacons of deflower and devour
i simply ask
what has become of our pretty blue forever
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Endymion
06:13
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When you feel sad and torn
and cant imagine any dreams
in the land of shadows
Feel the wind, from far away
that hit you right into your face
its as strong as ever
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever
In spite of all, some shape of beauty
moves away the pall, from our dark spirits
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever
Thoughts, passions, and all delights
Whatever stirs this mortal frame
All are ministers of love
and feed his sacred flame
When you feel sad and torn
and cant imagine any dreams
in the light of your shadows
Feel the wind, from far away
that hit you right into your face
its as strong as ever
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever
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Continuous Present
05:29
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We will meet each other in poems or music
Always
We’ll be there alone, in a rainy room
Lying on the carpet, vestured in silver sounds
We are dressed only in cigarette smoke and echoes
Making love in a continuous present
Now when I deeply need your absence
Don’t look at me, Do not listen to me
My angel, Don’t be afraid
It is never too late for love
Build me in this moment for eternity
I don’t want to get out of here
This invisible place wherein there’s no abyss
Between to be and to make
Between to feel and to exist
Now when I deeply need your absence
Don’t look at me, Do not listen to me
My angel, Don’t be afraid
It is never too late for love
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Let it be a Dream
04:00
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In an ocean of illusion, home seams so far away
Being is the joy, that every human seeks
Use silence and awareness, to reach out for the sublime
Its better to end it now, to let it be a dream
Its better to end it now, to let it be a dream
Let it be a dream
Let it be a dream
Your fine eyes are looking back, while Im crawling on the floor
You had to get yourself together, as we fell apart
You showed your lovely smile, and every cell was listening
Is there a hole in the sky, for our happiness
Its better to end it now, to let it be a dream
iIs better to end it now, to let it be a dream
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Blue Evening (Version)
07:18
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Blue evening, Blue evening
The clouds are mountains. The mountains… mist
And faraway peach trees, have fruit in their branches
Flanneled-skinned fruit, the rare, colour of love
The sky rolls away softly, leaving the pebbles ringing
And even your blood, dissolves upon
the star-bruised edges of distant streets
Young women´s shadows, like laughing wine-dark puppets
come to whisper among rough bushes
and gather their washed white sheets
And now the day is a burning line in the sky
And girls sit in doorways, fading into the blue evening…
Night is a constant surprise. The moon steps into a puddle
A women steps into the moon, her white ankles laughing in pain
You stand on these deep blue roads, as if you were a cat on a wall
and nothing in the whole darkening world was worth a sniff
But sometimes, the blue of the air
wrings a confession out of you:
I cannot say anything now
nothing - not a word...
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Dan Söderqvist Gothenburg, Sweden
Member of Twice a Man and the music & art collective Cosmic Garden Project. This BC-page is mainly for solo works and other collaborations.
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