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Faros
02:46
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Tâché avec l’expérience, il y a la clarité
Tout est passager
Tout est passager
(Stained with experience there is clarity
Everything is impermanent
Everything is impermanent)
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2. |
Fairground Shoes
02:37
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Shoes are Covered
Leather Deep in
Mud and She has
Not seen Bumper
Car for Weeks now
Wandering Aimless-
Ly but
Fairground Shoes are
Ankle Deep in Mud
Candied Apples Look so
Sweet to Eat when
No one Cares to
Be where You go
Out and Drown your
Feet in Storm rain
Fairground Shoes are
Knee and Thigh and
Ankle Deep in Mud
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3. |
Cloudspotting
03:12
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I have walked in the valley of fear for too long
The angels, they flew to the mountain and took me along
Sat with the sage in the altocumulusphere
Problems were mountain goats and lack of air
All my time… up there
Eyes rolling round and the trash is on the ground
So we look up there way up in the troposphere
Cirrus fallstreak descending without a care
Breaking apart, evaporating decay
All my time… up there
Evapotranspiration fills the sky
Mackerels swim above our sleepy heads
Religiously a nimbus dazzles down
Sun dogs tease the sun, sun pillows touch the ground
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Twice
01:59
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Twice, oh twice,
I’ve seen the beauty behind those
Eyes, those eyes,
Sucking me in like a vacuum running on
High, on high,
Almost God-like dazzling us so
Bright, so bright,
Blindness before you see the light
Light me up again
Cuz I’m sitting here in the dark
Let me see again
And open slowly
Let me breathe, Let me love
Let me dream again tonight
Let me brush against those lips
Oh, so slowly
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5. |
The Empty
04:09
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And you know it’s your lonesome heart today
And you know the empty grows wider today
And you know you’re away from home today
And you know it’s the knowing that feels so good
And you take all of your sadness today
And you put it right here in this bag today
And I’ll put it on a stick and on my back today
And tomorrow I’ll carry your sadness with mine
And I’ll carry your sadness with me
And you know the hope won’t fade away
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6. |
Ebb
04:17
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instrumental
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7. |
Shipwreck
04:07
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Oh, winds blow me home
Them waves are rough
Oh, winds blow me home
I’ve had enough
Widows watch the sea
Candlewick stays lit
Stars above cry out
Behind black clouds, they shout
Oh, winds blow me home
Them waves are rough
Oh, winds blow me home
I’ve had enough
Two years out at sea
Spices in the crates
A Hundred fathoms deep
That could be my grave
Oh, winds blow me home
Them waves are rough
Oh, winds blow me home
Them waves are rough
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8. |
Get to You Blues
02:11
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Rolling down that highway
Crawling down that street
No, I ain’t got no time with you down by my feet
Ain’t got not time, ain’t got no time
Looking through that windshield
Peering out that rain
I ain’t got no time, wipers moving round that stain
Ain’t got not time, ain’t got no time
Going through that tunnel
Creeping round that bend
I ain’t got my time as the darkness here descends
Ain’t got not time, ain’t got no time
Putting it in 5th gear
Push that pedal down
I ain’t got no time to let them low gears sound
Ain’t got not time, ain’t got no time
Cuz I been traveling far now
And I been traveling wide
All I got is your face up inside my mind
Ain’t got not time, ain’t got no time
Going through that tunnel
Creeping round that bend
I ain’t got no time as the darkness here descends
Ain’t got not time, ain’t got no time
Ain’t got not time, ain’t got no time
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Night Owls
03:30
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Night, night owls and bats and demons,
Run for your
Life, your life, spent hiding beneath the sheets
Away from yourself
Explode, explode, jarring and burning
And ready now to
Reload, reload your soul, a weapon,
Drinking the light and
Fight, oh yes fight, oh yes fight,
Fight, fight, fight or
Die from knowing there was nothing
You ever did to save
Yourself
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10. |
Last of our Kind
05:52
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So what will you do, when I’m not here?
Will you have a drink, or will your glass stay dry?
How long will you wait? Days, months or years?
Out of sight out of mind? To hold back them tears?
So, raise a glass with me to the last of our kind
Yes it’s true, we’re going to die
Yes it’s true, we’re going to die
And where will you go? Will you find a new home?
And which memories will stay on your walls?
Will you reach out your hand or will you be alone?
What will you dream when your eyes gently close?
So, raise a glass with me to the last of our kind
Yes it’s true, we’re going to die
Yes it’s true, we’re going to die
Yes it’s true, we’re going to die
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11. |
Arrival
02:10
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Darkness falls upon my head once again
Ghosts of time transform me
Brushing the water off my back once again
Ghosts of time transform me
Garbage smells like luxury goods once again
Ghosts of time transform me
Saving your life while i'm hoping you'll die
And you're sitting here once again
Ghosts of time transform me
Savor the taste of the spice
While it's fresh once again
Ghosts of time transform me
Afternoon coffee and chats about love
And the past once again
Ghosts of time transform me
So, darkness falls on my head once again
Ghosts of time transform me
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12. |
From a Dark Place
03:57
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And when I was in my darkest places
I thought I was dead.
And when my eyes were closed and you weren’t there
I thought I was dead.
And when the waters rose and they buried my head
I thought I was dead.
And when my lungs couldn’t take in any more air
I thought I was dead.
And when the laughter crept back into the streets
I rise from the dead
And when the sweetness washes off the lies
I rise from the dead
And now I’m free, I’ve broken your hold on me
And now I emerge
So I emerge from my dark places
Where I thought I was dead
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13. |
Three Movements of Rest
01:27
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instrumental
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14. |
Ghosts
03:59
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No, you’re not forgotten
You’ll have a place right here
And the birds, they beat their wings
And the clouds roll by
And the leaves fall to the ground
And the ghosts break down and cry
No, you’re not forgotten
You’ll have a place right here
And the knick knacks stay on the shelf
And the snow piles up high
And the wind blows raw and brisk
And the ghosts break down and cry
And to greet you, open arms
And forever takes a while
And the train rolls on endless rail
And the ghosts look down and smile
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Greg Gobel Prague, Czechia
🎵 Reclusive, maverick musician.
📍 Prague via Ohio + Madrid
🏷️ Three Fish Music
🎸 Bands: Marcus Doo + the Secret Family; Tripulante y Crucero
🤝 Collaborations: Territoire; Nine Stories
Greg Gobel recommends:
Mandorle — Versions
by TERRITOIRE
Greg Gobel's remix of Territoire's Ouverture - track 9 on Mandorle - Versions
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Organic electronica featured on this 2018 release from Territoire. Greg Gobel collaborates on this record playing clarinet on Esclvvv, Exil, and Quatre siècles de privilèges.
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