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looker
02:43
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Looker
i was a looker once i roamed through the streets
of vancouvers eastside with my friends & my dreams
we called it a night
when we heard the birds
singing on the dumpsters
along with the dawn
and her eyes got that glance of dares & regrets
of wallpapered memories and a youth in the west
i was looker once even though i dont look like it anymore
there was a time every man turned his head
i woke up on an RV
in mid downtown
all drunken & bare
to the people‘s glares
i was a looker once you see that picture in that jar
that was... well... i still had my car
there she was
making a face
all fadet out
with spiderwebs around
i was a looker once they call me the garden woman now
i bought this trailer for 400 buxx 5 years ago
so i had to swear
to plant all the plants
although its rainforest
on the owners land
i was a looker once she said to me & smiled
i was a looker once you wanna have another joint
and her eyes got that glance
of dares & regrets
of polaroid memories
& the best in the west
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video noir
03:50
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Video Noir
Listening to music in the early morning
Over walkman in a downtown train
Strip down all fassades
And the only happy faces remain
On the holiday ads
I even have to fight with tears
What is kind of ridiculous
Still I can’t focus a single face
In this early morning rear car
I direct my own
Video Noir
Construction workers after graveyard shift
In the train sleeping
In their working boots
Their cabs and jeans
And their late 40s
A teenie hooker on her way home
Changing her clothes
Lying between the seats
That nobody can see her
Passing motel rooms for sale
And a sign outside says
We sell rooms
The smile are free
And I still live with the hope
That I will have laughlines
When I am getting old
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perfect round days
03:05
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Perfect round days
Feel the creep in me
Look cant you see
I let myself go
Today and tomorrow
I'm taking the edge of – perfect round days
I see your eyes
And the eyes of our kids
Healthy and wise
And you give me a kiss
There s always something wrong
Dunno what I've done
It eats my soul
Cant you hear me howl
I have a breakfast Schnaps
And wine for lunch
Beer ins my liquid bread
I raise my glass to the dead
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Funny how a feeling lingers on
We ran over the open fields
The grass tickled 'tween our toes and the sun
Was beating down on us
All day long
Funny how a feeling lingers on
Playing with the candle’s wax
While you're sleeping on the couch
And the telly is too loud
For this time
Empty houses are flying by
That rainy window of our
Last commuter train
Going home
The drunken radio plays
Music, adds and the latest news-ense
Then our favourite song
Long gone
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wait
04:28
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Wait
I sat in a nameless bar in the middle of Cologne
Somewhere my pubcrawl had lead me on my own
And I said... Wait
I wanna have one more beer, it‘s not too late I really like it here
Then I had to run for my train holding my beer
But all I could see were they lights how they disappear
And she said... Wait
I turned around to her - it‘s not too late - If you say so my dear
We shared a six-pack in the park and her last zigarette
I wans‘t sure and didn‘t care where this may lead
And she said...Wait
I have more zigs at home, it‘s not too late - We, too, could smoke a dome
We were sitting on the floor laughing tears and caughing tar
This was the best damn broccoli I‘ve had in days - by far
And she said... Wait
I‘ll be back in a sec ... it‘s a little late ! I get ready for bead
The bathroom door slammed shut and my mouth got dry
I wondered why would this happen to me - why oh why ?
And I heard... Wait
Hey, you, yeah ... wake up!! It‘s way too late! Yelled a man from atop
The security dragged me from the platform and onto the street
Bums like you should get a job and get back on their feet
And I said to myself: Wait
Maybe that asshole is right - It‘s not too late - So I started to fight
I should have know better but I do now with a broken nose
I swear this was the last pubcrawl I made just on my own
A little voice said: Wait
It was fine until the fight - It‘s not too late
One more beer will be alright
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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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