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Asaf Avidan , My Old Pain - LIVE
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Sunday, April 26, 2015
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Asaf Avidan - The Labyrinth Song
Evening rises, darkness threatens to engulf us all
But there's a moon above it's shining and I think I hear a call
It's just a whisper through the trees, my ears can hardly make it out
But I can hear it in my heart, vibrating strong as if she shouts
Oh Ariadne, I am coming, I just need to work this maze inside my head
I came here like you asked, I killed the beast, that part of me is dead
Oh Ariadne, I just need to work this maze inside my head
If only I'd have listened to you when you offered me that thread
Everything is quiet and I'm not exactly sure
If it really was your voice I heard or maybe it's a door
That's closing up some hero's back, on his track to be a man
Can it be that all us heroes have a path but not a plan?
Oh Ariadne, I'm coming, I just need to work this maze inside my mind
I wish I had that string, it's so damn dark, I think I'm going blind
Oh Ariadne, I just need to work this maze inside my mind
For the life of me I don't remember what I came to find
Now tell me princess are you strolling through your sacred grove?
And is the moon still shining? You're the only thing I'm thinking of
The sword you gave me, it was heavy, I just had to lay it down
It's funny how defenseless I can feel here when there's nobody around
Oh Ariadne, I'm coming, I just need to work this maze inside my heart
I was blind, I thought you'd bind me, but you offered me a chart
Oh Ariadne, I just need to work this maze inside my heart
If I'd known that you could guide me, I'd have listened from the start
Somewhere up there there midnight strikes, I think I hear the fall
Of little drops of water, magnified against the barren wall
It's more a feeling than a substance, but there's nobody around
And when I'm in here all alone, it's just enough to let me drown
Oh Ariadne, I was coming, but I failed you in this labyrinth of my past
Oh Ariadne, let me sing you, and we'll make each other last
Oh Ariadne, I have failed you in this labyrinth of my past
Oh Ariadne, let me sing you, and we'll make each other last
Asaf Avidan - My Tunnels Are Long And Dark These Days (Gold Shadow 2015)
You, my friend,
Have nothing to fear, my friend
You have nothing to fear, my friend
Except for love
We're moles my friend
We are just moles my friend
Blind against the dark
That's where we belong
The hungry crocodiles are dancing in the light
But what's up there besides the darkness of the night?
The hungry crocodiles are dancing in the light
But what's up there besides the darkness of the night?
Forget them, friend
You better hear, my friend
Where the tunnels never end
To love is to pretend
Don't try to love yourself again
That is the worst kind of pain
We're not those kind of freaks, amen
We're a different site and breed of men
Up there they're drinking down the day
They mix it with the chardonnay
They try to keep the dark at bay
Down here the darkness stays
The hungry crocodiles are dancing in the light
But what's up there besides the darkness of the night?
The hungry crocodiles are dancing in the light
But what's up there besides the darkness of the night?
There are some individuals who have too strong a craving, a will, and a nostalgia for happiness ever to reach it. They always retain a bitter and passionate aftertaste, and that's the best they can hope for.
Have nothing to fear, my friend
You have nothing to fear, my friend
Except for love
We're moles my friend
We are just moles my friend
Blind against the dark
That's where we belong
The hungry crocodiles are dancing in the light
But what's up there besides the darkness of the night?
The hungry crocodiles are dancing in the light
But what's up there besides the darkness of the night?
Forget them, friend
You better hear, my friend
Where the tunnels never end
To love is to pretend
Don't try to love yourself again
That is the worst kind of pain
We're not those kind of freaks, amen
We're a different site and breed of men
Up there they're drinking down the day
They mix it with the chardonnay
They try to keep the dark at bay
Down here the darkness stays
The hungry crocodiles are dancing in the light
But what's up there besides the darkness of the night?
The hungry crocodiles are dancing in the light
But what's up there besides the darkness of the night?
There are some individuals who have too strong a craving, a will, and a nostalgia for happiness ever to reach it. They always retain a bitter and passionate aftertaste, and that's the best they can hope for.
ALBERT CAMUS, letter, Jun. 18, 1938
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
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