My current fave track off DCfC’s recent album Codes and Keys…
Great song, but I’m not entirely convinced by the video.
Also, from the forthcoming DCfC remix album Keys and Codes comes this 2 Bears remix of the very same [Warning: May contain traces of disco] =P
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Burn it down till the embers smoke on the ground
And start new when your heart is an empty room
With walls of the deepest blue
Home’s face: how it ages when you’re away
Spring blooms and you find the love that’s true
But you don’t know what now to do
Cause the chase is all you know
And she stopped running months ago
And all you see
Is where else you could be
When you’re at home
Out on the street
Are so many possibilities
To not be alone
The flames and smoke climbed out of every window
And disappeared with everything that you held dear
And you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn’t need
‘Cause you knew you were finally free
‘Cause all you see is where else you could be when you’re at home
Out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone
And all you see is where else you could be
When you’re at home
There on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone
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With every sun that sets
I am feeling more
Like a stranger on a foreign shore
With an eroding beach
Disappearing from underneath
And when my mirror speaks
It never minces words
Cause these eyes don’t shine half as bright
As they used to do
And they haven’t for quite a while
Cause I am a man who hides
From all that binds
In a mess of fading lines
There’s a tangled thread
Inside my head
With nothing on either end
I always fall in love
With an open door
With the horizon on an endless sea
As I look around the ones
Who are standing right in front of me
And then my mirror speaks
With irreverence
Like a soldier I can’t command
As he sees a frightened child
In the body of a full-grown man
And he’s a man who hides
From all that binds
In a mess of fading lines
And there is a tangled thread
Inside his head
With nothing on either end
There’s nothing on the ends
A new position for a different view
And nothing changes but the slightest hues
And I’m standing face to face
With a man who hides
From all that binds
In a mess of fading lines
There’s a tangled thread
Inside his head
With nothing on either end
And I’m a man who hides
From all that binds
In a mess of fading lines
And there’s a tangled thread
Inside my head
With nothing on either end
Cause I’m a man who hides
From all that binds
In a mess of fading lines
There’s a tangled thread
Inside my head
With nothing on either end
There’s nothing on the ends
Oh, there’s nothing on the ends
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