Cover di The Shine of Dried Electric Leaves

The Shine of Dried Electric Leaves
Album - 2 maggio 2006 - Debaser id 329046

di Cibelle

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Green Grass (04:01)
Cibelle • The Shine of Dried Electric Leaves
Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me

Come closer don't be shy
Stand beneath a rainy sky
The moon is over the rise
Think of me as a train goes by

Clear the thistles and brambles
Whistle 'Didn't He Ramble'
Now there's a bubble of me
And it's floating in thee

Stand in the shade of me
Things are now made of me
The weather vane will say
It smells like rain today

God took the stars and he tossed them
Can't tell the birds from the blossoms
You'll never be free of me
He'll make a tree from me

Don't say good bye to me
Describe the sky to me
And if the sky falls, mark my words
We'll catch mocking birds

Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me
Remember when you loved me
Remember when you loved me
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Phoenix (05:43)
Cibelle • The Shine of Dried Electric Leaves
Help me, I'm falling down
Help me, I'm falling down the stair
Of my thoughts, my heart
Help, I'm slipping down
Help me

I'm slipping down, I feel my skin dry
Miles away they could be rebirth
They could become a cloud
They could be anyhow
Just a small portion of the ocean, soâ ¦

Give me something softer cautionly (?)
Give me some feathers so that I can stop it and glide
And glide up
Like a little birds and glide up

Like an eagle
With gigantic wings
Master the winds of change
Master the winds
Reborn again
Like a phoenix

So help me
Help me, I'm gonna fly
Help me
Help me, I'm gonna fly so high
Like a phoenix
Born again like a phoenix
Born again like a phoenix
Born again
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05
City People (04:20)
Cibelle • The Shine of Dried Electric Leaves
city people down the street
dressed in black
dressed in black
and foreheads weep under the burning sun
smiles rising as they come out
foreheads weep under the pointing time
smiles rising as they come out the buildings for the winters tight laid dream
and I play dream
city people dressed in black
walking down with lonely faces
show me how
my life embraces me under the sun, under the sun
and guide me to other places
that all the places, all the places feel
like memory

i'm walking randomly kicking verses that start where I see
i write and talk checking the sky and the height of
people in a black suit
people walking down the street
they seem to notice me riding high on my dreams
city people down the streets dressed in black
and the foreheads weep under the company's sun that embraces me
smiles rising as they come out the buldings for the wind
as they daydream, as they play dream, as they play dream, as they play dream
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Minha Neguinha (04:06)
Cibelle • The Shine of Dried Electric Leaves
Ã" minha linda, minha neguinha
O meu café ficou tão sozinho
Os meninos que passam
E olhos sem ter pra quem mostrar

Ã" minha linda, minha neguinha
Histórias que eu conto no vento
Eu me sento aqui pra ladainha
Eu me sento aqui avoadinha

Eu guardo no bolso
Eu guardo no bolso as histórias da Dona Sinhá
Mas me falta tu mesmo
E teu jeito de me contar
E eu guardo no bolso
Eu guardo no bolso da Dona Sinhá
Histórias que tu me traz
E as flores começam a girar

O sol se põe na pracinha
E eu me sentei cantando sozinha
O sol se põe lá na pracinha
E eu me sentei sonhando neste mar

O sol se põe lá na pracinha
E eu me sentei cantando sozinha

Eu guardo no bolso
Eu guardo no bolso as histórias da Dona Sinhá
Mas me falta tu mesmo
E teu jeito de me contar
Eu guardo no bolso
Eu guardo no bolso da Dona Sinhá
Histórias que tu me traz
E as flores começam a girar
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Mad Man Song (04:35)
Cibelle • The Shine of Dried Electric Leaves
He likes sipping his tea
Slowly from the tip of the tea pot
From the tip when the pot is hot
When he's not lonely...

I'm lonely not, he has it his peers
I'm dancing around hands and
He sheds some tears
When she's not there
He's quiet he is mad man
He's quiet without she mad man

mad man
Le lourd chagrin d'un coeur fragile et fou
D'extases va t'il me rendre souple
Combler le vide, tenir le coup
Attendant une nouvelle aurore sentimentale
M'abreuve de ce liquide à la couleur pale
Mes verres à vin se noient dans ma verveine
S'use mon latin à perdre haleine

Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with reality

Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with reality
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with reality

Mad man walking down her skin
The lady with the tea pot taking him within
He's going crazy with this long long
there walking down the street
With this flower shirt, his loneliness and his thirst for tea

Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with reality

Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with reality
Mad man walking down a string
Mad man walking down a string with reality
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09
Flying High (06:27)
Cibelle • The Shine of Dried Electric Leaves
I need to tell someone
How I am feeling
Moving my silence down
I don't feel ?no middle end?
Not a bit, just standing still
It's just this feeling course

This life
This life
This life I am feeling
This life
This life
This life I am feeling

So many good timesâ ¦

Seems like I'm falling
With this strangest feeling inside

This life
This life
This life I am feeling
This life
This life
This life I am feeling

There's so much beauty in the simple things
There's so much light we ???
I feel like I'm flying
I am flying in my dreams
I'm flying
Good times, good times
I'm flying

So many good timesâ ¦
I'm flying
So many good timesâ ¦
I feel like I'm flyingâ ¦
I'm flying
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Esplendor (03:29)
Cibelle • The Shine of Dried Electric Leaves
Caía uma chuva fina
Em forma de confissão
E eu, solidão
Sou como a folha de outono
Que sem dono
Navegando chega aqui

Pra lhe dizer que o abandono
Já vai chegando ao fim
E eu, solidão
Só falta agora o teu sorriso
Um aviso
Que a luz do sol está por vir

E se você me vir vagando
Sem razão
Não vá pensar que o desengano
Mora no meu coração
Há muito tempo já se foi
A estação que vem depois
Descortina todo o esplendor

Caía uma chuva fina
Em forma de confissão
E eu, solidão
Sou como a folha de outono
Que sem dono
Navegando chega aqui

Pra lhe dizer que o abandono
Já vai chegando ao fim
E eu, solidão
Só falta agora o teu sorriso
Um aviso
Que a luz do sol está por vir

E se você me vir vagando
Sem razão
Não vá pensar que o desengano
Mora no meu coração
Há muito tempo já se foi
A estação que vem depois
Descortina todo o esplendor

Caía uma chuva fina...
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Cajuína (04:03)
Cibelle • The Shine of Dried Electric Leaves
Existirmos, a que será que se destina
Pois quando tu me deste a rosa pequenina
Vi que és um homem lindo e que se acaso a sina
Do menino infeliz se nos ilumina
Tampouco turva-se a lágrima nordestina
Apenas a matéria vida era tão fina
E éramos olharmos na intacta retina
Da cajuína cristalina em Teresina

Existirmos, a que será que se destina
Pois quando tu me deste a rosa pequenina
Vi que és um homem lindo e que se acaso a sina
Do menino infeliz se nos ilumina
Tampouco turva-se a lágrima nordestina
Apenas a matéria vida era tão fina
E éramos olharmos na intacta retina
Da cajuína cristalina em Teresina
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