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Imaginary Numbers
03:53
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Imaginary Numbers
98 was tearing up the 17
Ways you had to hold up your dead 26
Now look at you, kicking the Nostalgia Kids,
Buzzing out on your 1-2-3-4 bliss
You said it’s a vain and solipsistic thing
Ah ha, you didn’t want it anyway
28 years to get the things you want
19 brand new, shiny forms of sorrow.
The daydream boys screaming about their drowning magic,
33 boring teenage Kafkas gonna tell you about
What they think you oughta’ think you want,
It aint that impressive now
So number me among your physical replies to life
Come on get in close, now baby
Sometimes distance is so much more than rate times time,
You know, that’s the way it goes,
You cry for love
A for All the limits that you set yourself
E for Every little 1848
Fall for 12 new private Roman Empires
Your world spins at 200,000 lies a minute
Oh come on tell me all about all your
3.14159
So number me among your physical replies to life
Come on get in close, now baby
Sometimes distance is so much more than rate times time,
You know, that’s the way it goes,
You cry for love
45 and 33 the value,
Limitless and indifferent stand the new kids
Down with six fresh ways to forget yourself
If you did it over your first mistake would be the same
And that’s what I find so charming now
Ah give it to me slowly baby
So number me among your physical replies to life
Come on get in close, now baby
Sometimes distance is so much more than rate times time,
You know, that’s the way it goes,
You cry for love
With all the imaginary numbers we make ourselves
Oh, that formula don’t work on
Now Baby, don't you got to love the mess we are
That’s the way it goes,
You cry for love
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Into The Night
04:23
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Into the Night
Night Time, you gotta’ laugh
Looking back at the paths you took
Ecstatic with love
We’re tearing out the pages from the history books
That’s the difference between
The beauty of how things really are
And how beautiful they sometimes look
And now you’re looking away
And I step out in to the night
And I will get that old look right back in my eye
And we get it wrong -
We’ll get it wronger on the way to right
Oh and now I step out into the night
Reach out, night turns to day,
Sometimes you just got to go
Hey little ghost, we’re staring out
Over the edge of the world we know,
That’s the difference between
All the things that you know you don’t want
And the things you don’t want to know
And now you’re looking away
And I step out in to the night
And I will get that old look right back in my eye
And we get it wrong -
We’ll get it wronger on the way to right
Oh and now I step out into the night
Sing, Fire in My Soul, ain’t nobody’s fault but mine
You said you’re alright with dreaming
Well just watch your step, You know what begins in dreams,
This ain’t no movie you’re watching
The things that you do pour recherché les temps perdu
It’s nothing you’re choosing
But just try again, there’s nothing else to do
With that old tune that tune that you’re humming
Ah sing it again, do it that good old way
You ain’t singing for nothing
Just try again now
Sing out for nothing because there’s nothing left to do
And now you’re looking away
And I step out in to the night
And I will get that old look right back in my eye
And we get it wrong -
We’ll get it wronger on the way to right
Oh and now I step out into the night
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Rafaeli & The Real UK
The sound could be described as indie-gospel: uplifting, euphoric, poetic, catchy as hell - this band is something special.
Some references might be Pavement, Nick Cave, The Staple Singers, Arcade Fire, The Velvet Underground, and Otis Redding.
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