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A cinq heures cinquante-cinq
awake with open eyes
a drift upon the night
and miles away from land
five fifty five
five fifty five
a cinq heures cinquante-cinq
ante meridiem
too late to end it now
too early to start again
five fifty five
five fifty five
soon the morning will arrive
can i begin another day
whilst this old day is still alive
refusing to be put away
five fifty five
no sleep tonight
five fifty five
like a beast awaits its faith
laid here with time to kill
the very dead of night
where time and space stand still
five fifty five
five fifty five
a cinq heures cinquante-cinq
nothing will ever change
on the altar of my thought
i sacrifice myself again and again and again
five fifty five
five fifty five
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Melancholy
aviation
chocolate
perfume
cigarettes
frequent flyer
stow away
dislocation
sleeping
jets
wave goodbye
feel homesick
tranquilizers
bill of fare
cry easy
dvt
disapear into thin air
chorus
we wish you all a very happy pleasant flight
this is a journey to the center of the night
and the inflight entertainment's out of sight
here on af 607105
time difference
you're waking
chase the sun into your eyes
sleeping cities
dust hotel rooms
passengers look to the skies
fly over
your lifetime
and never touching down
my heart
is breaking
somewhere over saskatchewan
chorus
we wish you all a very happy pleasant flight
this is a journey to the center of the night
and the inflight entertainment's out of sight
here on af 607105
your life in
the wrong hands
savannah and frozen wastes
the flight path
the wingspan
below the earth rotates
i love you
i miss you
i cannot see your face
invent a
new persona
drunk here on the edge of space
all the things i carry with me
and all the things i left behind
and all the things that wait to meet me
hover in the air tonight
if i can only keep on moving
and never stop and think of me
and freefall through the years and decades
terminal velocity
chorus
we hope you had a very happy pleasant flight
this is our final destination so goodnight
like a stone we are now falling from the sky
farewell from af 607105
the cabin
is burning
i smile and feel complete
here amongst
total strangers
27 000 feet
suspended
isolation
kids throw toy planes in the street
one final
blaze of glory
viewed from a window seat
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I want to explore you
i'm gonna get under your skin
so you can feel me running through your veins
i want to examine
every inch of your frame
the pressure points that cause your joy and pain
our love goes under the knife
there is no room for doubt
now i'm inside you
my hands can feel their way
further inside than i have ever been
now i can really
mess around with your heart
and fill it to the brim with broken dreams
our love goes under the knife
two lives may be saved
and if i pull this off
i'll refuse the nobel prize
instead i will look into your eyes
if i pull this off your whole body will be mine
and i'm prepared to work throughout the night
our love goes under the knife
nothing is taboo
...here on the cutting edge of science
too much information
i feel i'm getting lost
absorbed into the fibre of your soul
deep within the abbatoir
of your entrails your insides
lost in you forever far from home
our love goes under the knife
someone got too close
our love goes under the knife
the heart was rejected by the host
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Quand tu t'en vas,
que tu n'es pas presse
ton corps se balance
sans importance
tel que tu es
sans dire un mot,
sans effort tu te moques
du decor tu es
de temps en temps
tel que tu es
tu ne sais pas
ce que l'on dit de toi
tu t'en fous surtout
n'y change rien
tel que tu es
no one can tell
what you say or do next
are you blessed?
maybe by me sometimes
come as you are
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I saw somebody who
reminded me of you
before you got afraid
i wish that you could've stayed that way
i saw a little girl
i stopped and smiled at her
she screamed and ran away
it happens to me more and more these days
chorus
and these songs that you sing
do they mean anything
to the people you're singing them to
people like you
i saw a photograph
a woman in a bath
of hundred dollar bills
if the cold doesn't kill her, money will
i read a magazine
that said by seventeen
your life was at an end
i'm dead and i'm perfectly content
chorus
and these songs that i sing
do they mean anything
to the people i'm singing them to
people like you
chorus
and these songs that we sing
do they mean anything
to the people we're singing them to
tonight they do
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I've got a beauty mark
written on my skin
close to my heart
my favourite part
my beauty mark
i keep it out of sight
safe from the world outside
this old battle scar
this secret part
my beauty mark
this little death
this mark of sin
forever printed on my skin
i'll keep it for you
this hidden place
this private part
this secret door into my heart
i'll keep it for you
this precious jewel
this darling bud
this tiny resevoir of blood
my beauty mark
i'll keep it for you
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In the playground
children sing their songs and skin their knees
play, little monsters, play
i remember doing just the same so many years ago
and the things they'd say
i could handle sticks and stones
but those words still break my bones
chorus
little monsters that rule the world
you don't know what you're really saying
stop before someone ends up getting hurt
can't you see that we're only playing
i remember i was just another monster without life
'til the day you came
dirty creatures, tiny animals that crawl towards the light
don't you ever change
chorus
little monsters that rule the world
you don't know what you're really saying
stop before someone ends up getting hurt
can't you see that we're only playing
one day you will have to go
you'll have to learn to live alone
chorus
i can't hold your hand anymore
i can't always kiss you better
time to stand on your own two feet
time to see just where they get you
deep inside i'm still the same
just one more little monster
making out that she knows the rules
a sincere impostor
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I told you before that this is the end
you'll never work in this town again
jamais
you think you know me, that's your trouble
never fall in love with a body double
jamais
i stick to the script and i go with the plan
and frankly my dear i never gave a damn
jamais
never even scratched the surface,
though you're picking through my bones
it's the performance of a lifetime
it's my only starring role
your leading lady needs direction
your leading lady sleeps alone
you got the surface and substance confused
don't believe what you read in those interviews
jamais
i can act like i'm dumb, i can act like i'm clever
you thought that was me ? oh well, i never
jamais
so just what is real and just what is fake ?
well in life you never get to do a second take
jamais
never even scratched the surface
though you're picking through my bones
though the names and dates are altered
the story's still my own
the performance of a lifetime
my only starring role
in a cast of many thousands
no one's essential to the plot
every extra, every superstar
must now vacate the lot
in the performance of a lifetime
i make the final cut
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Night
nighttime intermission
personal inquisition
nocturnal emission
just talking to myself
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I feel you all around me
you are everything i cannot see
as the ocean crawls onto the shoreline
so you lap at the edges of me
and now, as i'm walking
i know that you're watching me move
for as much as i need you
i must walk away from you
you're my life, you're my hope
you're the chain, you're the rope
you're my god, you're my hell
you're the sky, you're myself
you're the reason i'm living
you're all that i have to discover
you're the rain, you're the stars
you're so near, you're so far
you're my friend, you're my foe
you're the miles left to go
you are everything i ever wanted
and you are my lover
so i carry i carry the flowers
the flowers that are dead in my hands
they will rise up at the very sight of you
they will naturally understand
that today is the day
that we find out once and for all
now you know i must leave here
you must let me stand or fall
you're my life, you're my hope
you're the chain, you're the rope
you're my god, you're my hell
you're the sky, you're myself
you're the reason i'm living
you're all that i have to discover
you're the rain, you're the stars
you're so near, you're so far
you're my friend, you're my foe
you're the miles left to go
you are everything i ever wanted
and you are my lover
if i leave will you follow can i put my faith in you
you're my life, you're my hope
you're the chain, you're the rope
you're my god, you're my hell
you're the sky, you're myself
you're the reason i'm living
you're all that i have to discover
you're the rain, you're the stars
you're so near, you're so far
you're my friend, you're my foe
you're the miles left to go
you are everything i ever wanted
and you are my lover
and i love you now
as i loved you then
but this island life
just had to end
but you will allways be
my special friend
i will carry you with me
and we can love again
now the drizzle
soaks us to the skin
and the stars hang like a noose
so let's face this together
now this storm is finally though
you're my life, you're my hope
you're the chain, you're the rope
you're my god, you're my hell
you're the sky, you're myself
you're the reason i'm living
you're all that i have to discover
you're the rain, you're the stars
you're so near, you're so far
you're my friend, you're my foe
you're the miles left to go
you are everything i ever wanted
and you are my lover
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Last night i saw a ghost
he seemed familiar to me
i welcomed him
with open arms
he said my name
and laid me down
awoke the dreams still sleeping in my bones
you are my precious ghost
i close my eyes to see
i've touched you once again
you spent the night with me
guilty were our pleasures
nameless was our crime
come back my forbidden ghost
one more time
you must leave i understand
so tell your lie to me
how in the morning everything will be alright
yeah but to get to the morning first you have to get through the night
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Now come and stand
see the sights and warm your hands
and fan the flame inside of me
Been burning all my life
so come and set my house alight
yeah, come and set my spirit free
Now all is ashes
this moribund parade of asses
so shake it one more time for me
So take these matches off of me
and set yourself on fire
Fire
Coffee at the floor
it seemed just like the day before
the waiter winked and smiled at me
The couple at the bar
he burned his britches, she burned her bra
now somebody has burned the car
Sulphur in the air
and cracks appearing everywhere
don't try to stop it, don't you dare
Now see,
that everything must fall that we may live again
So take these matches off of me
and set yourself on fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Now it's so clear to me
this bonfire of the vanities
so come on everybody, scream
A purifying flame
and you and I can take the blame
a spirit that cannot be tamed
Now see,
that everything must fall that we may live again
So take these matches off of me
and set yourself on fire
Fire (x7)
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Without blindness
there is no sight
You'd see the further if you'd only close your eyes
In unconsciousness
I can find peace
Inside prison walls I can find release
There is a place that I've seen
somewhere between waking and sleeping
Down at the water's edge
somebody waits for me
Is it too late for me?
"It's never too late", he says
(2 voices)
A: Without blindness
B: Without blindness
A: there is no sight
B: there is failure
A: I'd see further
B: people gather
A: if I
B: by the river
A: close my eyes
B: they were talking
A: about the failure
There is a place that I've seen
somewhere between waking and sleeping
Leaning up(?) overside
trailing my fingertips
watching the water slip
into the quiet night
Viewed from the wrong end of the telescope
I see myself
so far below
Still and silent
rest in peace
a thread unravels
such merciful release
There is a place that I've seen
somewhere between waking and sleeping
Now I can all but see
figures upon the shore
he's gathering enemies(?)
Where are you taking me?
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