Driftwood

by The Imaginary Suitcase

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04:40
As driftwood I’ve lived most of my days And I didn’t feel bad Places I’ve been, Things I have seen Now they’re all in my head I lived more in one day than most people do In their whole lifetime I do not draw pride of it, it was just the way I had To sway to the wind As tumbleweed I have lived and it was good At least most of the time The faces I met sometimes they were rude Mostly they were kind I tasted the milk of human kindness And the poison of hate I never despised homebodies but my fate Was to sway to the wind Free as a cloud I have long travelled Now I need a rest I want to grow roots, I wanna bear fruit I need a soil I will know Gotta to see the same sun rise time and again But never shed the same light On a place I will call home, no longer Will I sway to the wind
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When we first gazed at the sun We did not pray, we did not know how We just smiled and thanked whoever Gave us this warm gift of gold We were born of the clay of the river And we were happy We built houses on the banks We ate, danced and raised our kids We grew many sorts of grain We had fire to tame the darkness And when came the final sleep We simply sang Some among us, they grew restless They wore things around their necks Shiny stones taken from the earth Soon we found ourselves with shovels Digging for gems and shiny metals Instead of corn Sweet talkers, they took the gold They claimed our sweat as property Our yield was unworthy of their heads They gave us pikes and bows instead And they sent us cross the river For a weird harvest We have morals, we have wisdom We developed our intellect We have names, we have a conscience We have knowledge, tools and strength We are good and we never meant To do harm What is this leash I feel round my neck Did I think I’d get away with it? Now I’m naked in a cave And they all laugh at my distress Those I placed my trust into Oh, such a fool In the coldness that swallows me I see a river flowing still I dream of smiles and songs and laughter I dream of golden barley fields I’d shed my clothes and all belongings Please close my eyes
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Seems the world will never be fed up with silly love songs So here comes the time that I sing a silly of my own There’s no place I’d rather be than where you are next to me For my life before this point was only a rehearsal Chorus I’m only half of myself when you’re not around And if I was a king, I would give you my crown If I ever dream about someone else than you my love Cut me up and throw me out I deserve it not a doubt I will be the better man, I’ll be doing all I can And if that is not enough, stretch your hand and smooth the rough There’s no place I’d rather be than where you are next to me I know I said it before, but I’m in for an encore For I was stranded alone on a very distant shore Til one day the horizon showed my rescue had begun Chorus So can you see you’re everything The colours and the joy you bring I won’t dream of an away I just hope you’ll let me stay I will be reliable Like a German car of sorts I will catch you if you fall I will answer when you call You’re the three faces of time You’re the rough and you’re the kind You’re the scholar and the teacher The creator and the creature You’re the ink and you’re the word All the seasons of the world There’s no place I’d rather be Than where you are next to me Chorus 2x
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04:25
Here’s a handsome smiling man Holding a book of wisdom in his right hand With his left he points at me And says with a gentle smile I have no right to be We’re all less good than we pretend We just don’t dare enough to be a real monster But the monster has a billion faces Each day pours adrop of poison in the children Oh no I hope I’ll never learn to deal with such a tricky world Untrustworthy and insane Where tears are pouring down like rain. I often wonder if one day I’ll understand the signs that fate seems to send If I’ll open my eyes and say At least I had a glimpse of the plan before the end But I won’t set out to save the world I’m not even sure that it deserves to be saved So many times the loving word Was hiding knives and sticks and stones to make me a slave Oh no I hope I’ll never learn to deal with such a tricky world Untrustworthy and insane Where tears are pouring down like rain. Yes, I stand and face the hail Out of habit more than courage What else could I do anyway? I don’t feel like sitting weeping letting the wind sweep me away Oh no I hope I’ll never learn to deal with such a tricky world Untrustworthy and insane Where tears are pouring down like rain. If there's a God above, spare me the speech about his love Love has gone some other place Where children don't cry like rain
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07:27
I walk on the banks of the river Gazing at the green grey reflections on the water The song of the wind whistling through the reeds Doesn’t make me feel good the way it always did Chorus: Holy water, take me like a mother takes a baby Cause I don’t want to spend the rest of my days all alone Holy water, take me like a mother takes a child Cause I could really use a little comfort Here am I, just a shadow of my former self While every second takes you a little bit further from me How could I not see it coming my way? There’s no one but my pathetic self to blame Chorus I sit on a rock by the river Cause I’m tired and it’s getting way too dark anyway I can no longer see you drifting away I can’t see the river take your lifeless body away Chorus Holy water, take me like a woman takes a lover Cause I’m cold and scared and I feel so hopelessly alone Holy water take me like the Lord takes a soul Cause I will really need a lot of mercy
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You can polish up a turd but it will smell bad You can bathe it in Chanel N.5 You can put a nice shiny paper round But it will smell bad it will smell bad You can like it, tweet it, lol it, poke it You can make a moving biopic about it George could say what else or likewise But a turd is a turd and won’t be otherwise They will force-feed everyone here A steady diet of dung And if you happen not to like it Sure you are a terrorist It’s a real freaky talent to be able to lie To be able to pee on the crowd passing by While smiling and saying with a empathic touch “I hope the rain doesn’t bother you too much!” All the bull that they tell us Looking us in the eye They don’t have enough respect for us To grant us a plausible lie What if we tried What if we sold it After all, this situation is probably alright If we buy it, it must mean we’re satisfied For they have the cash and we can complain It’s all that matters in the end All the bull that they tell us Looking us in the eye They don’t have enough respect for us Not even for a plausible lie
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Three sisters they stand together Three voices singing forever from nowhere What they say is lost in the uproar Of the modern world but we know it is there It's the song of older feelings The shadow of a former spirit of silence Could it be we built all these things Just to hush their voices fleeting so softly Singing truths we don't want to know As we fools think that what we ignore is not there It's a wake-up call for the wise A whisper stronger than all the lies we made up Just to keep pretending we didn't hear them beg Oil will be burned to the last drop Blood will be spilled to the last drop Gunpowder will be fired to the last keg Children will be thrown into the bonfire So that the smoke may hide their silhouettes Just to act as if we truly didn't care Tons of ink will be used to deny reality And all who attempt to challenge the tenet The world will call them filth and enemy Wardens will hunt the truth at every turn Just to divert our gaze from this prophecy
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Hold your pillow tight You don’t know what’s coming tonight Hold your pillow dear The cold of night is drawing so near Funny how the moon will play with shadows on the walls Keeping your spirit awake Everything you dimly guess will seem twice as tall Until the morning finally breaks You may think they came for you You may believe they’ll take you To a place where all laws are broken But in truth they’ll just pass by They’ll just entertain your eyes With silent tales always unspoken Hold your pillow tight Leave the day behind Hold your pillow dear The full moon will capture your fears

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It was supposed to be an EP... but once again the demon of songwriting took possession of me, for better or for worse, you'll be the judges.
4 bonus tracks for you if you buy the whole bundle.

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released March 10, 2014

Recorded at home between october 2013 & january 2014. All vocals & instruments Laurent Leemans except backing vocals on 11 by Cécile Gonay.

"Bring on the dancing horses" I borrowed from Echo & the Bunnymen.
"Ashes to ashes" I borrowed from David Bowie.
"Before I knocked" I borrowed the words from Dylan Thomas

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Grumpy Belgian singer-songwriter voicing his considerations about life, death, and the confusing bits inbetween.

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