There was a sign, for those who survived
Thousands of miles travelled around
Our wishes and our destinies, an image that often seems
Alright for this endless night – be kind.
We were lost for seven years
But it was so hard when seven days of waiting
Were slowly fading.
We were sure that seven hours
Will meet our deepest desires
But waiting was nothing but remaining in this land
Where no one has survived
And spent their time to keep an eye
On waiting, endless waiting.
Save our lifes, save our souls, don’t look back
Your kindness, what is worth?
Over the seas those roads can’t be seen
But things are invisible – we love these miseries
Over the clouds, yes, we survived
But things are invisible – we love these miseries.
Oh please tell why I feel so ashamed when I try to
Find myself out of this lie.
Please, tell me, how to be kind?
And the heights
Through the traps close behind
Follow me
Follow my hearts
Heal my blood
Heal my wounds and failures
The heaps are full
The heaps are full of sailors
Heal my blood
Oh my
My heaps are full
Full of moon
Take my
You take my eyes
But leave the light
Hold my blood
Heal my wounds and failures
The heaps are full
The heaps are full of sailors
Heal my blood
Oh my
My heaps are full
Full of moon
Take my
You take my eyes
But leave the light
And the heights
Through the traps close
Close behind
Follow my hearts
Stay awake
Till the morning
Morning light
Turn us into
Into heights
Through the traps close
Close behind
The story started half past ten
She found me sleepin’ with another chick in bed
After three seconds I could smell the gun
No chance to find escape and run
I said baby you wouldn’t like my face
If you pull the trigger memory erase
After all the things we said and done
Let me explain you how it’s all begun
It’s all about my shiny boots when I walk in a bar – nobody moves
It’s all about my shiny boots I was dancing like a wild and woke up in this dramatic blues
The story ended in the midle of the night
If you can hear my voice it’s seems that I’m alright
Whole city heard my baby shoot two times
She broke my records even that was fine
But when she took my boots and throw them to the street
I said baby, you have broke my heart too deep
This day will be the last day you have seen my face
I’m on my way now I’m leaving this broken place
It’s all about my shiny boots when I walk in a bar – nobody moves
It’s all about my shiny I was dancing like a wild and walk up in this dramatic blues
Your old man
Ain't no stoppin' in a
Half way of a rainy day
Fifty hands
Gonna carry him
Whether he is broke
With a pockets full of stone
Your old man
Ain't no talking for the
Deaf man
'cause he ain't hearing nothing
In the land
Where the people listen
No one's missing the point
'cause the words are the weapon
Your old man
Ain't no resting ever
Never pretends that he's really clever
From the sand pulling out his feet
He's the first to work
And then the last to eat
Your old man
Ain't no fucking with a something
That no one can be messing
He's respecting
Raising hand is out of question
Never do what is harming
Because madness ain't no blessing
Your old man
Ain't no sleeping
When his boat is sinking
He feels angry but forgives him
'cause understanding
Is built on patience
Soul is everlasting
So be careful with your actions
Your old man
Ain't ever jealous for the fellows
Whom the day brought something better
Well at least he'd never tell us
Beliefs that bend
Is not a way of his life
Read enough of books but never learnt to lie
Your old man
Ain't ever forgotten
Your old man
Everybody knows him
Your old man
Talking to himself
You're born with respect
All you have to do is keep it
When happiness
Comes from a daily routine
It means you are living in a real world
Unaffected
credits
released December 17, 2012
All songs by Vygintas Kisevičius a.k.a. Kurak.
Produced, engineered, recorded & mixed by Vygintas Kisevičius a.k.a. Kurak at Roof Sound Studio, Vilnius, Lithuania.
Mastered by Stefan Betke a.k.a. Pole at Scape Mastering Studio, Berlin, Germany.
Design and photography by Mother Eleganza.
Management/Promoter/Agent - Vygintas Kisevičius.
We would like to thank the people that have helped us, especially Stasys Žak-Syrtha, Paulius Kilbauskas, Džiugas Valančauskas, Remigijus Praspalauskas, Egidijus Praspalauskas, Girmantas Neniškis, Justinas Piliponis, Darius Siaurusevičius, Darius Gražys, Vytautas Deveikis, Dainius Meškauskas, Karolis Strautniekas, Greta Juozaponytė and Lina Be.
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