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The Arch House
04:27
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Floorboards are creaking.
Stairways are sweeping.
Nothing is breathing,
In this house.
Forlorn recallings.
Forgotten recordings.
Night without morning,
In this house.
And once you cried for help,
But you’re trapped inside yourself.
You can't dream if you don't sleep,
And on the mantelpiece,
Your photo's gone.
The ones that you talk to,
You need them to hold you,
But in the arch house no-one hears you.
Statues are weeping.
Hallways are sleeping.
No-one is leaving,
From this house.
And once you cried for help,
But you’re trapped inside yourself.
You can't dream if you don't sleep,
And on the mantelpiece,
Your photo's gone.
The ones that you talk to,
You need them to hold you,
But in the arch house no-one hears you.
This once was mine,
My storyline.
You can't dream if you don't sleep,
And on the mantelpiece,
Your photo's gone.
The ones that you talk to,
You need them to hold you,
But in the arch house no-one hears you.
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Cold Fashion (Album Mix)
04:01
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I’m counting all the minutes and I know you won’t admit it.
I’ve seen it, felt it.
Time is precious and you know you’re wasting mine.
You feel the sweat drip down your neck...
The camera calls for action.
Better than you imagined.
You hear the crowd's reaction.
When he says she’s wearing cold fashion.
[She’s, wearing cold fashion.]
[She’s, wearing cold fashion.]
An automated someone and the light that turns to greet it.
I want it, need it.
And here we go, end titles close the show.
You feel the sweat drip down your neck...
The camera calls for action.
Better than you imagined.
You hear the crowd's reaction.
When he says she’s wearing cold fashion.
[She’s, wearing cold fashion.]
[She’s, wearing cold fashion.]
And here we go, end titles close the show.
In her hand, at her command.
In her hand, at her command.
[He says she’s wearing cold fashion, she’s wearing cold fashion.]
The camera calls for action [wearing cold fashion].
Better than you imagined [wearing cold fashion].
You hear the crowd's reaction [wearing cold fashion].
When he says she’s wearing cold fashion.
[She’s, wearing cold fashion.]
[She’s, wearing cold fashion.]
[She’s, wearing cold fashion.]
When he says she’s wearing cold fashion.
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Nothing Nouveau
07:32
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All you hear are violins.
They’re watching.
They’re talking.
There’s chatter in the back, and you know.
Your patience is low.
It’s louder.
It’s closer.
You’re looking to escape even though.
There’s nowhere to go.
So you just close your eyes and fall inside again.
The morning news proclaim you’ve lost your mind again, again.
The intermission rolls in, and you know you just can’t win.
When the critics arise, with a glint in their eyes, it’s wearing thin.
The intermission rolls in, and you know you're caving in.
Reputation aside, your achievements denied, it begins.
All you hear are violins.
Applauding.
They’re leaving.
Disappointment in the air, and you know.
Momentum is slow.
The papers,
Are printing.
The headlines in the morning will show -
‘It’s nothing nouveau’
[Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha]
So you just close your eyes.
So you just close your eyes and fall inside again.
The morning news proclaim you’ve lost your mind again, again.
The intermission rolls in, and you know you just can’t win.
When the critics arise, with a glint in their eyes, it’s wearing thin.
The intermission rolls in, and you know you're caving in.
Reputation aside, your achievements denied, it begins.
[All you hear].
The intermission rolls in, and you know you just can’t win.
When the critics arise, with a glint in their eyes, it’s wearing thin.
The intermission rolls in, and you know you're caving in.
Reputation aside, your achievements denied, it begins.
All you hear are violins.
Just violins.
Just violins.
Violins.
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The dust hangs heavy on a stained glass night.
A static TV is our only light.
And for a moment you heard something more.
The moment has gone, just a whisper passing by the door.
I will hide you, with my passions in the back room.
The street signs flicker in the midnight light,
As the gentlemen cheer, to the last, my dear.
The mood is heavy with a darkroom red,
A night in alone, only in your head.
And for a moment you see something more.
The moment has gone, like everything you’d seen before.
I will hide you, with my passions in the back room.
The street signs flicker in the midnight light,
As the gentlemen cheer, to the last, my dear.
You know full well where the time goes.
They’re calling to the last, my dear.
You know full well.
They’re calling to the last my dear.
I see a stranger in a monochrome suit.
I will hide you, with my passions in the back room.
The street signs flicker in the midnight light,
As the gentlemen cheer, to the last, my dear.
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5. |
Memoirs On Glass
06:16
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I said I’d take the stars from the sky.
I said I’d wipe the tears from your eyes.
You leave memoirs on glass.
Your last paragraphs.
You leave memoirs on glass.
You leave no shadow.
Tread softly when the winters arrive.
I’ll be there when you open your eyes.
You leave memoirs on glass.
Your last paragraphs.
You leave memoirs on glass.
You leave no shadow.
I’ll linger when the people will cry.
I’ll kiss you as you say your goodbyes.
You leave memoirs on glass.
Your last paragraphs.
You leave memoirs on glass.
I’ll be your shadow.
I’ll be your shadow.
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6. |
She's An Art
03:57
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She paints the dreams that make you cry,
And goes beyond the question why.
A vacant stare, are you really there?
Perfection hangs on everything.
You’ve never seen her as she is.
An artist flair, felt in the air.
She’s timeless,
She’s an art.
Hard wired,
To break your heart.
She’ll tear you apart,
With state of the art,
Desire.
She speaks with words that seem to sing,
With pure emotion echoing.
You hold your breath, you should have guessed.
The rumours say she is divine.
Beyond her peers, yet of her time.
And now you know, she won’t let go.
She’s timeless,
She’s an art.
Hard wired,
To break your heart.
She’ll tear you apart,
With state of the art,
Desire.
You’ll fall apart, right from the start.
Right from the start, she’ll break your heart.
And up next we have a beautiful piece of work, notice the accents of gold across the porcelain veneer. A true beauty, and a rare one at that. An embodiment of classic elegance and immortalised refinement. This fine specimen is one of a kind, a unique asset to any gentleman’s collection.
Going once.
Going twice.
Sold!
You lucky boy.
She’ll tear you apart,
With state of the art,
Desire.
Modern art.
Romantic art.
Gothic art.
Classic art.
She’s an art.
Abstract art.
Classic art.
Modern art.
Avant garde.
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Dancing under stars ‘til late.
Holding you so close to me.
But the choice is made, you’re walking away.
And it’s the last time.
Leaving just our memories.
Everything we used to be.
But the choice is made, you’re walking away.
And it’s the last time.
This is not a stain that can be washed away,
As the night before becomes today.
Like after the party, it’s over.
Dreaming of our happy days.
A promise of forever mine.
But the choice is made, and I can’t make you stay.
It’s the last time.
This is not a stain that can be washed away,
As the night before becomes today.
Like after the party, it’s over.
Like after the party.
It’s over.
It’s over.
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8. |
Fading In The Arcade
05:08
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I know you come here, and that you come here alone.
You know where the lost are, and where the time goes.
You always remember, even though it’s been years.
Wine bottles are emptied, to be filled up with tears.
They’re fading in the arcade,
Dancing in the hallways tonight.
Dancing in the hallways tonight.
They’re dancing in the arcade,
Fading in the hallways,
No one is ever really gone.
You hold the time, dear. So the moments won’t pass.
Familiar faces, each more than the last.
The moments you spend here, with the last of your peers.
Wine bottles are emptied, as they wash down your fears.
They’re fading in the arcade,
Dancing in the hallways tonight.
Dancing in the hallways tonight.
They’re dancing in the arcade,
Fading in the hallways,
No one is ever really gone.
No one is ever really gone.
They're in the arcade, playing on.
No one is ever really gone.
They're in the arcade, playing on.
[I know you come here].
They’re fading in the arcade,
Dancing in the hallways tonight.
Dancing in the hallways tonight.
They’re dancing in the arcade,
Fading in the hallways,
No one is ever really gone.
No one is ever really gone.
They’re fading in the arcade,
Dancing in the hallways tonight.
They’re in the arcade, playing on.
They’re dancing in the arcade, fading in the hallways.
The memories of the nights, the mirrors and the lights.
No one is ever really gone.
They’re fading in the arcade,
Dancing in the hallways tonight.
They’re in the arcade, playing on.
They’re dancing in the arcade,
Fading in the hallways,
No one is ever really gone.
They're in the arcade, playing on.
No one is ever really gone.
They're in the arcade, playing on.
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