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Putting things on top of other things

by The Imaginary Suitcase

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Flakes 03:02
Silence is a dead man in the back of a car All your well-willing friends tell you nothing but lies And I know it is hard to believe my dears But one day will come when we'll be stripped of our masks And silence brings death in the head of a man Who is sitting on his desk, talking to his chair And e hardly believes that what he has done Was full of contempt, betrayal, treachery and woe In silence the leavces of september fall down And go back to the dust where they did come from They are caught in a flow, there's nothing to be done They don't try to resist;neither do my hopes All we can say, well, it will be denied I think somethinf is lost, not for a while What can we say, well, life will go on Sowing pieces of us all along that road As we're slowly fading away
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Want it, get it, feel it, lose it baby I know all of your dirty tricks honey You gotta to stay or crak the whip hey hey It doesn't really hurt anyway You ask the question now you answer it You wouldn't even hear me when I quit Want it, get it, spoil it, throw it away But I won't take responsibility You wanna stir up trouble You wanna cause a fight You want a pile of rubble You think it proves you right You ask the question now you answer it You wouldn't even hear me when I quit Want it, get it, spoil it, throw it away But I won't take responsibility Want it, get it, feel it, lose it baby I know all of your dirty tricks honey You gotta to stay or crak the whip hey hey It doesn't really hurt anyway You want some more trouble You want another fight You wanna make it double To double-prove you right Whatever you got up your sleeve I'm standing here wide to receive You cannot reach me anymore I see the other side of the door You wanna know what I have up my sleeve? Are you ready to be decieved? Fly away, come on fly Lying wide awake Gone so far, far away
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I did not pay attention the first time you told What makes you think I'd listen now? Your tender trap has been so very overblown What makes you think it'll work this time? Your fingers they are still dancing upon my lips But they don't feel the way they did It seems tomorrow we'll be dancing on another tune But we don't know the title yet I don't care what you say anymore You have fooled me a few times before And though my hands and feet they are sore If you look for me, I will be by the door You really should downplay your parade of antics There is no audience for you here Put on your warpaint and do the routines as before But don't expect another cheer I can see myself fall down so slowly I am getting wiser as I get lowly I do not want your arms around me I just want to get out of this house The chilly wind will not deter me from the path I choose The frost ahead of me is warmer than what I lose The razor's edge is getting nearer nearer to me Walking on thin ice is still better than remaining here I sometimes wish I never was born After such a long time feeling torn I got carried away by the storm And I will be better off alone.
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I got drunk again For it slightly eases the pain It helps forget your face Your toxic embrace The never ending rain How could such sweetness Turn so quickly to bitterness? A sinister refrain A back-breaking pain A gloomy distress It started as love Lasted a year or two Now it's fear of the cold I'm not so bold I'm a junkie for you It started as love Lasted a month or two Now it's fear of the dark As the night demons bark I'm a zombie for you I'm damned if I don't I'm even more damned if I do But there's no way around it I cannot escape it I'm so stuck with you Life could be so sweet Instead of feeling incomplete But you made your choice And there were no two meanings In the sound of your voice It started as love Lasted a week or two Now it's fear of the cold I'm not so bold I'm a junkie for you It started as love Lasted a day or two Now it's fear of the dark As the night demons bark I'm a zombie for you You know, when you dumped me You hurt me real bad Real deep, up the... But you knwo what? Let bygones be bygones It does not do to dwell on bad feelings Wait, it's not true... In fact I do I wish your hair will fall off I hope all your socks will smell I hope you get holes in yoçur underwear I hope all your shoes will be too small I hope everybody lets you down the way you did with me I hope you get sick I hope you get leper And if you finally die Well I will not be sad There will be no tears running down those cheeks of mine In fact I will be glad You have no idea how much I will be glad!
5.
Blink 03:20
Don't you dare turn your back on me I am not the kind that you use and abuse at your whim Don't you dare turn your head away Look at me straight in the eyes and listen to what I have to stay Do you remember when you gave your life for me? I remember the words I said to you Do you remember when you shed your blood for me? I remember the tears cried for you There are too many people in my house Who think they have the right to wipe the soles of their shoes on my face There are way too many people Who think that I am just a repository for their waste There's no one to blame but myself for this I've allowed it to endure for far too long I will clean this closet with an iron fist So no one will dare treat me wrong Don't pretend you know how I feel For you it's never over, but for us, when it's done, it is gone Once a wise man told me with the strangest grin A good foe is ablessing for the soul He will teach you more than a friend ever will He'll fortify your temper and make it bold
6.
To want you 04:05
Was it something that I said? Did it make you feel this way? If I could I would retrace my steps back from the start Was it something that you said? I forgot it anyway Wish there was a place where we could find a safety haven 'Cause I want you I still need you I would feed you If I had to Take a look down from the sky Could you just remember why All this feral love has gone into water and ashes This is so obscure to me I am just to blind to see What the pattern may be, can you bear a torch for me please? 'Cause I want you Though I hate you I still crave you I just have to Wavering like a drunkard Sharp like a forest fire Scribbling meaningless words Spurred by a deep desire Trynig to attract your gaze Like a restless child Your eyes they set me ablaze For I won't behave nice No, i just cannot No, I just will not
7.
Black holes 06:30
She's written on the skin of my eyelids And she never lies She's carved in the flesh of my heart now And we can never part he stands firm in the cold wind Without fear or disdain For when black holes have swallowed the universe Her beauty will remain We'll dance on the sun and the moon yeah Like gods on the loose We'll watch over worlds and futures And spare the ones we choose Her eyes cast shadows one me Her hair's a dark flame And I swoon in the wake of her mercy For I'm feeling so lame The features on your face get blurry Your hand disappears from view And all that was once gay and happy Is slowly turning blue Oh, but it feels like many years Have been taken of my back Feels like a weight off my heels No more do my bones crack You gave me tour life for to bury Just to get rid of you You made it so peaceful and easy Yes I'm afraid it's true Oh and now I can't do nothing To steer away from this bane The last straw we had is now breaking Yet your beauty, it will remain The words that we say sound so hazy I cannot hold you back I'm scared by the light of day By the wailing voices in my head
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More stuff out of The Imaginary Suitcase. This time it's punchier, more biting, introducing new instruments (harmonica, Appalachian dulcimer, banjo, classical guitar, e-bow), but true to the same obsessions and brooding feelings you seem to have enjoyed so far...

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released February 27, 2013

All words & music: Laurent Leemans except Wayfaring stranger trad., arr. Laurent Leemans

All vocals and instruments: Laurent Leemans except horn by Jean-Baptiste Delneuville

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The Imaginary Suitcase Nivelles, Belgium

Folk/singer-songwriter duo led by a grumpy Belgian guy voicing his considerations about life, death, and the confusing bits inbetween.

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