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I haven't left for work and I already wanna go home
The alarm wakes me
As a thousand times before
Over me the ceiling
Like a giant door
I am checking the time
On my old phone
Man, I haven't left for work
And I already wanna go home
Breakfast is for champions
Always coffee, toast
I'm not hungry in the morning
That's just how it goes
As long I have to go to work
I'd rather be alone
Man, I haven't left for work
And I already wanna go home
I just woke up but I am tired
I could sleep forever
Deep and dead without a dream
Since we ain't together
I look forward for the night
I won't wake up from
Man, I haven't left for work
And I already wanna go home
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Can i fix you a drink
03:22
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Can I fix you a drink
You told me you're crazy
And that's what I'm looking for
I said we could live anywhere
But your anywhere is here
So can I fix you a drink
A drink that fixes everything
From a bad end to a bad start
A bad day and a broken heart
Can I fix you that drink
You said you're at your wits end
And you don't know what to do
How can you, when even god don't know
What to do with you?
I think we talked enough now
You said: Let me think about that
I heard what you had to say
But were you listening, you said
(cut strophe - already regretting just for the last 2 lines .. what was I thinking?)
I said: Often I listen to some tunes
More often I listen to you
But sometimes it is just right
To listen to the night
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We ain’t made for the real world, we’re made for love
(by Kersten Flenter and me)
We can split the world in one and zero
In black and white like Robert De Niro
Driving around in New York by night
We can watch Taxi Driver and we won’t die
We ain’t made for the real world, we’re made for love
We are made to dream and dance and fail and fall
Through the ocean swims a fish wiser than a thousand men
Alone and we can not understand him even when
We’d go back into the water where we came from
Not because of his lips over which only water flows
There’s a teapot cruising between earth and mars
You can be killed by a crumb that fell from the stars
Why would I keep my bedroom clean
The real world is there to make us dream
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Wir sind nicht fuer die Wirklichkeit gemacht, sondern fuer die Liebe
(Lied von Kersten Flenter & mir)
Wir teilen die Welt in Nullen und Einsen
Wir Robert De Niro in seinem Alleinsein
Als Taxifahrer in New York bei Nacht
Und wir sitzen hinter ihm als Gast
Wir sind nicht fuer die Wirklichkeit gemacht,sondern fuer die Liebe
Nur zum Traeumen, tanzen und die Liebe
Im Meer schwimmt ein weiser Fisch
Aber wir Menschen verstehen ihn nicht
Stumm schaut zu wie wir versagen
Alle Entscheidungen auf morgen vertagen
Ein Teekessel kreist zwischen Erde und Mars
Ein Sternkruemel koennte dich treffen und das wars
Wozu soll ich meine Bude aufraeumen
Die Wirklichkeit ist nur da um zu traeumen
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Thorsten Nesch Lethbridge, Alberta
Experimental Singer/Songwriter
all albums before 2022 mastered / produced by max wuerden (except Paris, Calgary)
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