Here's to those we could not save​.​.​.

by The Imaginary Suitcase

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(free) 04:32
I don't know if I was meant to love you I don't think that it was written somewhere You know I don't believe fate drives us through Still it's strange how I feel driven somewhere I never believed in a big book with our names And our stories written from the womb to the grave And our lot decided before we were even conceived But every road ever led to you unless I'm deceived I always thought what I did was my own choice But how come I was that bewitched by your voice Are there forces I cannot perceive? Is my soul too clouded to believe? Though I didn't even know you name I knew I never would be the same I don't know if I was meant to be your lover I guess there ain't and I'll never find the answer
2.
03:30
How well I do remember these days in the summertime Us playing in the garden all day under towering pines The house it was dark but it felt so warm And with you by my side, I did never feel low Chorus: The feeling is close though it's so long ago You were a kind of first love to me, do you know? I never felt as safe as behind the curtain of trees Each care would just flutter away in the gentle breeze Blissfully unware of the storms outside Of all the shame the grownups did try to hide Chorus No, I don't think I'll ever return to the summerhouse Seems I'm the only one who didn't see what everybody saw I don't want my memories maimed and unmade I'd rather keep them safe in the back of my head Chorus
3.
She sat down below a thorn, Fine flowers in the valley, And there she has her sweet babe born And the green leaves they grow rarely. Smile na sae sweet, by bonie babe Fine flowers in the valley, And ye smile sae sweet, ye'll smile me dead And the green leaves they grow rarely. She's taen out her little penknife Fine flowers in the valley, And twinn'd the sweet babe o' its life, And the green leaves they grow rarely. She's howket a grave by the light o' the moon, Fine flowers in the valley, And there she's buried her sweet babe in, And the green leaves they grow rarely. As she was going to the church, Fine flowers in the valley, She saw a sweet babe in the porch, And the green leaves they grow rarely. O sweet babe and thou were mine, Fine flowers in the valley, I wad cleed thee in the silk so fine And the green leaves they grow rarely. O cruel mother, when I was thine, Fine flowers in the valley, You did na prove to me sae kind, And the green leaves they grow rarely.
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take a little walk out there listen to the streets after midnight take a little walk out there listen to the streets after sun dies you'll hear a temple burning, you'll feel the temperature rising, you'll hear the sirens wailing for you for you and only you when you take a little walk out there listen to the streets after midnight take a little walk out there listen to the streets after sun dies take a deep breath and dive in, it won't be long 'til you're king and little death is calling to you to you and only you take a little walk out there listen to the streets after midnight take a little walk out there listen to the streets after sun dies all around hang the colours, so tempting and you're so bored so what is wrong in taking it all? taking what's shown when you take a little walk out there listen to the streets in electric lights taking many walks out there you are claiming "i want what's mine" and as you're coming on top so suddenly you just drop just like the priest said when you were young don't you recall the sound everytime you take a little walk out there listen to the streets in electric lights take a little walk out there listen to the streets after sun dies
5.
05:45
Well, here's the time I never thought would ever come When what was once green and good is laid bare and barren The time to face the unfaceable bitter day For what remains is useless and all has withered away Chorus: It hurts me more than I can tell But the pieces no longer fit I loved you more than life itself But it's the end That's all there is Yes, I love you still and probably will always do But I can no longer live a lie that hurts the both of me and you For the one I love lives with me no more And delusions of glories past are not enough anymore Chorus Now go ahead, let your anger try to heal the hurt I know that in your mind, I'm blacker than the devil's butt But maybe one day the memory of us will bring a smile And you will abandon bitterness, and you'll feel warm for a while So for the last time Chorus I'd hold you in my arms again Just once, for the last time But this fire burns now in vain And to kindle it would be a crime.
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02:40
7.
I'm giving you love, I'm giving you pain, I'm giving you time now and again I gave you blood, I gave you shelter And a few things to remember That ring of yours is it a burden or a curse, I can't be sure But it is plain that you don't want it Give it to me if you wish it What did you give me in return? Was it bliss or just stomach churns? But through the days of pissing rain Will the sun come dry up again? Can hardly remember the last time we kissed And that it didn't feel like someone Dropped acid upon my lips It is insane to dwell on a rotten and buried old times' sake Though the feelings between what remains of our hearts Are far from fake I tried to kill it many times but there is no riddance in sight This chain of silk is far too tough It could well last forever I guess it's got to end up badly with a head upon a spike There's no way we could just politely handle this Thoug I would like... Do you have antyhing to say before I pull this bloody thing? A message I could bear away A keepsake, loon or anything? What this silence is costing you, you'll never guess, you'll have no time Just know that I remained true And that you always remain mine. I wouldn't wipe my ass with your hair It would be disrespectful for my feces 'Cause you make Spongebob look like a Nobel Prize You make Baldric sound like a rocket scientist And if they made energy out of stupidity You'd be the doom and bane of a petromonarchy Are you gonna say it? The words we all long to hear The words we all need to hear Are you gonna tell me? Just say it Release us all and just say it! It's alright ma, I'm just slightly bleeding It's alright ma, just a tiny superficial insignificant Nothinng to worry about It's just a flesh wound You know I hate to do this But you really left me no choice I bloody hate to do this But you really left me no choice...

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released January 12, 2012

Recorded at home in the summer and fall of 2011. All vocals and instruments by Laurent Leemans.

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The Imaginary Suitcase Wallonia, Belgium

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

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