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Old Stuff
02:28
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In the dust and in the rust
In the dust lie the old machines
Rusted, quiet and twisted engines
Wrap doors in a house that won't open no more
Cracked walls on which pills off a faded paint
An worn jacket hangs on a tidehook
Dry flowers clumber in a bedroom
An old tree stretches out his arms towards the sky
Like an old man tries to hold his sweet memories
In the dust and in the rust
The old stuffs live forever
Light fades away
The day ends in silence
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Silence
03:11
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Sitting on a chair,
You don't talk
They want you to share
Some of your thoughts
But it's impossible
No word unearthes
And you're not able
To bear the pressure
And you keep... silent
You're suffocating inside
But you stand... mute
Like a black hole of silence
Sitting on that chair,
How could you flee ?
Your mind's elsewhere
But they guard your body.
And you keep... silent
You're suffocating inside
But you stand... mute
Like a black hole of silence
Inside you whisper
Inside you smother
Inside you choke
Inside you cry
But no one hears you
Inside you beg
Inside you moan
Inside you creak
Inside you shout
But no one can hear you
But no one can hear you
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Secret place
03:24
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In the past, when Susan was a child
Sometimes her days were getting hard
When she needed to cut off from the world
She slipped under her bed
It was her hideout, her secret place,
The tight lair of her quietness
There, among the lost things
She lied down, happy and relieved
Mmmh...
Oooh...
Now Susan
has grown up
But sometimes
She feels oppressed
Sometimes her days
Get harder
She needs to retire
From the world
She'd like to crawl again
Like before hidden
Among lost toys
She'd like to lie down
In her secret hideout
Like a safe refugee
Happy and relieved
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Susan Jane
05:11
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Susan, Susan Jane, what's matter with you ?
Why has everyone else having such a good time when you are not ?
Why do they always leave you out ?
Do you look different ? Is it someway you act that makes you the outsider ?
The outsider, the one nobody asks.
Susan, Susan Jane, is there something the matter with you ?
Why do the other kids do everything differently ?
They choose different things, they stick together on everything
Why are you always the one who's out of step ?
Susan Jane, this is your big moment
This is your chance to show the gang what you really are
You've fixed your hair and have on a pretty dress
You've even found a book on what to do to make people like you
And you've made up your mind not to act like an outsider
But is this enough ? will it work ?
Will you do the right things ? Will you say the right things ?
Will the gang accept you, Susan Jane ?
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Susan is leaving
03:17
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