1. |
One by One
03:27
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I plant my thought in wood and steel
And substance gains my mind
With creaking wheels and rusty nails
With acid tubes and pipes and rails
I face the world with alchemy
There's one of it and five of me
Then one by one I start to run
And leave myself behind
With sketchy graphs of things to be
And scientific formulae
When autumn clouds obscure by bliss
"Oh, what's the use of all of this?"
I have to find my primary mind
I'm sure I had it once
The sand is hot, the air is free
My shadow flies above the sea
I have my role, I know my goal
You've made me high
You took my soul
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2. |
Crown
06:36
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Golden yellow, green and brown
Most don't see their charming crown
Just ignore and pass them by, but some
Something may remind of where they're from
And if they don't look at me
I think it wouldn't be so painful
To me
I walk on the surface I talk to the leaves
The may understand, I may try to deceive
They look through the surface but I'll never leave
The world which I'm used to is fine, I believe
I surf on the surface, I cry to the wind
I hear my own answers, the wind's at my cheek
My body is strong, my imagination is week
Is it who that I seek, is it you that I seek?
I hear my own answers whoever whatever may speak
Golden yellow, green and brown
Most don't see their shining crown
(If you'd ask me, they do but you'd never ask)
Just ignore and pass them by, but some
Something may remind of where they're from
(Something tells me you don't see the whole picture)
And if they don't look at me
I guess it wouldn't be so painful
(And if they don't look at me)
To me
(Look at me)
I walk on the surface I talk to the leaves
They may understand, I may try to deceive
They look through the surface but I'll never leave
The world which I'm used to is fine I believe
I surf on the surface, I cry to the wind
I hear my own answers, the wind's at my cheek
My body is strong, my imagination is week
Is it who that I seek, is it you that I see
I hear my own answers whoever may speak
(Golden yellow green and brown
Not all see their shining crown
Some ignore and walk away
Some know there's another way)
I hear my own answers whoever may speak
(Golden yellow green and brown
Not all see their shining crown
Some ignore and walk away
Some know there's another way)
And if they don't look at me,
I guess it wouldn't be so painful to me
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3. |
The Coin
08:40
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A light still shines inside my mind
Two tunnels curve behind my eyes
My pumping-heart and bones and veins
Beside them, or within?
Collecting stamps, collecting songs,
Collecting joy and decadence
There's no way to evaluate
God's varied precious things.
A northern gull, a leopard's skull,
A song of faith, a turret lathe,
Things matter for their poetry,
Their symbols and their price
When night arrives comes day for those
Who live beyond, across the globe
The prince of air crawls everywhere
On desert sand and Ice
On desert sand and Ice
Sharp frequencies and sonic cracks
Came barging through the radio
And after fifty centuries
Ruth climbed up to the ground
She touched the leaves, they weren't real
She held the earth, it had no feel
Is anyone around, she screamed
But couldn't make a sound
Am I a symbol or a soul
My suffering - was it worth it all
A trillion offspring learn of me
But can they sympathize?
The truth of death, the song of birth
Lie in the core of planet earth
And here we float in frequencies
And irony and lies
In irony and lies
All gray afternoons have their similar tunes
And their stories don't vary a lot
I try to look through from a whole point of view
But I only can see what I've got
Tell me your secrets, show me your view
Out in the distance is anything new?
I'm feeding the cat and I'm chasing the rat and
My fate is a blue dot away
I drank myself to death today
That brings me back my confidence
I tell the other side I've won
My own autonomy
Decay revival then decay
And all together all at once
My sainthood and my blasphemy
Are dancing both with me
A wrinkled hand, a cup of tea
A veteran, the ghost of me
A story full of mystery
Your wishes, what you've got
Just tell me what surrounds and what's inside
And what is parallel
And who will never meet and what's a
Synonym of what
A synonym of what
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4. |
Twilights
03:30
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I did not sleep enough
But I'm functioning fine
Oh, my body is strong
And all well is the mind
But it's going too fast
With a bright shade of pink
They said "Listen, my friend,
Your solution is - think"
And of thoughts, and of minds,
And of future and past
And of memories, stills,
And it is going fast
Thoughts are streaming and trying
To reach and to spike
And the hammers are waiting
And ready to strike
Yes, to strike
Oh, my body is strong
It will stay so today
But a bright shade of pink
Is still blocking my way
Sounds of twilights are here
And they fog by lone beam
They said "Listen my friend,
Your solution is - dream"
And of daydream and night dreams
And nightmares in pares
Crawling, reaching, progressing
and biting their shares
And of sounds and of whispers
And buzzers and bees
And the hammers are waiting
And ready and freeze
And they freeze
And they're crawling and reaching
And entering sight
Sounds of twilights are speaking
And fogging the night
And of thoughts and of whispers
And dreams and the like
And the hammers are waiting
And ready to strike
Yes, to strike
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הארוע שנרקם
יישאר בדמיונם
לא ייקרה כבר לעולם
זה הפגום שבמושלם
בימינו
הארוע שנחלם
הארוע שנרקם
לא ייתקיים כבר לעולם
הוא יישאר בדמיונם
זה הפגום שבמושלם
וביום שאחרי פעמונים ייתנו קולם
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6. |
The Event
04:24
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I'll tell you about
The days of the rhyme
When we sat there and whispered
The prayer of the time
I'll tell you about
The days of the air
When anticipation was to be hard to bare
I'm telling you of
The days of the song
Which supposedly should have been
Bringing along
The event of the time
The occasion which I
Should not have been expecting
Now, follow the chime
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7. |
Tel Aviv Stress
03:20
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Oh mighty god above
Oh Satan down below
I'm in a situation and I want you both to know
I hear the morning headlines, it's getting worse and worse
Is this a line of incidents, or maybe it's a curse?
I work in a cafe
All day and night and day
They promised that those robots would replace us, where are they?
Next month I'm getting drafted, they call me every year
They take away my freedom, I wish I could disappear
Pollution in the sea
Pollution in the air
We all breathe soot and refuse and tar is in our hair
And every night my neighbor sniffs coke until he drops
I wonder should I join him or should I call the cops
My love lives in the prairie
And me - in Tel-Aviv
She wants me to move in with her but I don't want to leave
Oh mighty god above, oh Satan down below
I'm in a situation and I want you both to know
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8. |
Subtitute
03:48
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Find yourself a substitute, consider anything
Seek it in the atmosphere, in fields and dawning springs
Look around and tell me what you think is happening
Find yourself a substitute, consider anything
Cherry pies and mystic lies intrude your feeble fort
Info-waves and tears of rave and time that's running short
Future mornings in a can and frantic nights spread wings
Find yourself a substitute, consider anything
Truth is vague, ambiguous, at least that's what they say, but still
There are some cases when you know you're right - you feel it
Can you feel it?
Find yourself a substitute 'cause if you won't you
Won't feel anything at all
Won't feel anything at all
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9. |
The Well
11:29
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Yellow and green
And a circle of stones
The eye of the earth
All surrounded with corn
The macro above
And the micro below
One world is gone
And another is born
There she stands
Stands and stares
From the edge
Of the well
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Shachar Hendel Israel
Bands: Ashqelon Quilt, BriOn, Gimel Hanochel/Makel Choref
Styles (so far): Art Rock, Progressive
Rock, Psychedelic music, Singer/Songwriter
Formal Albums:
City Caves
The Event (with Ashqelon Quilt)
... more
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