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hey jazz
03:03
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Hey Jazz
Hey Jazz, who was the reason for this mess
Have you heard what our friend Tom says
We should have seen us less
Hey Jazz, i won't forget our time, you know
I'm with you where ever you may go
With my heart and with my soul
Hey Jazz, you have the music in your name
Life and parties are you're game
Besides you I always fade
Hey Jazz, there are so many things I want to say
First and foremost I want you to stay
Now I watch a falling star
Hey Jazz, our time wasn't long but intense
I wouldn't change it for anything
If you'd give me another chance
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2. |
while i
02:46
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While I
A woman crosses the street
Like she wants to get hit by a car
At least that's the impression I get
From the bench where we are
Onto the foggy clouds cling
The broken limbs of naked trees
While I imagine you
Still be here with me
You say I shouldn't be so glum
But that's me on a good day
You roll your brown eyes
And look the other way
Where the crows and the megpies
Fight for the chunks of roadkill
From the racoon that died
Half's still left on the radiator grill
The fog cloaks the facades
Of the old brick buildings
Their empty windows, the shut down doors
And their grafitties
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picture of a dying town
03:54
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Picture of a dying town
It's a picture of a dying town
With the character of its own
If she would feel a little pride
She'd go up in flames tonight
With my dreams going up in smoke
I have a beer, I have a toke
Singing my very last song
And with a smile I'll be gone
It's a picture of a dying town
The theaters and our club is gone
They went down to 5th league
Their only fan seems to be me
It's a picture of a dying town
No one dreams although the lights are out
With wide open eyes I lie in bed
Too awake to sleep, too weak to be said
It's a picture of a dying town
How could I end up here alone?
Half of us have lost their jobs
Friends are dead or they moved
It's a picture of a dying town
A town that fits the mood of mine
I smile way less than ever before
And I don't whistle anymore
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nothing misses you
04:16
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MISSES
Where the wind misses your hair
Where the water misses your skin
Where the sand misses your feet
Where the fire misses your love
Where the plane misses your dreams
Where the ruins miss your thoughts
Where the dunes miss your dimples
Where the wine misses your lips
Where the trees miss your touch
Where the grass misses your toes
Where the flowers miss your smell
Where the birds miss your songs
Where the alleys miss your laughter
Where the bars miss your jokes
Where the clubs miss your dances
Where the cafes miss your books
Where the toast misses your tongue
Where the mirror misses your eyes
Where the walls miss your heart
Where the bed misses your sighs
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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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