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In winter times the days seem brighter than usual
Brother cold comes sweeping the warmth off our skin
But we we are burning on the inside
Curious of where this path might take us
Singing
We waited in the woods in search for the wisdom
Aren't we all lost souls with plenty of freedom
But time time is only an idol
I am twenty-one but not twenty-one
Singing
The woods have no ending
The woods have no meaning
So let's leave this hollow
And farewell tomorrow
In winter times the days seem brighter than usual
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Waves
04:49
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The open doors
Lead to different places
Would you remember each cause when you wake
The stones you threw
And the ripples they made
One day it forms a gentle loving wave
Slowly the night takes over
Come dream or leave awake
Oh Sandy shore
What are you asking for
Would I become a fragment of your past
It makes you wonder
Was it all a dream
Now does it really matter in the end
As far as the waves could carry
Here comes the rush
Broken bones
Don't drown
If this is all a dream
She could make it real
If this is all a dream
She could make it real
If this is all a dream
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Brushes
01:34
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Luck is like a shadow of the pale moon
It is always beside him
He is on a roll
But he doesn't know
And she came and sat with him
She is the girl who paints
There's something wrong with him
That he always knew
And he said
"I want to live like a ghost"
"I want to live like a ghost"
There was a girl dancing outside the church
But he didn't see her just didn't see
He hides himself in the grey room with all the paintings
Wishing they were real he wished for many things
I want to live like a ghost
I want to live like a ghost
I want to live like a ghost
Cause love is a painting I keep
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The quiet man sits and stares he sees the smallest things
The moon tonight is full of scars any damn fool could put a face on it
She has confidence in me and confidence in him
But no one likes a change it seems a lifetime's too short for that
Our lady of sorrows
Please give me my morals
That talk about love
It's killing me
He saw the time and went outside to light a cigarette
But he said he stopped long ago so I said I'd smoke one with him
And he said
“The one before and the ones to be don't read into it
Cause I I would I would have died for her”
Our lady of sorrows
Please give me my morals
That talk about love
It’s killing me
Our visions of tomorrow
Is filled with such sorrows
Stop that talk about love
It’s killing me
For we are young
The flowers never die
It never dies
Like feathers on her wings
It's pure and light
Finally he felt the warmth through the windowpane
She left him there with what was left the smell of cigarettes
The things he loves would suck the air out and suffocate him
But one more smile is all it takes
It's all it takes
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This is it how do you feel
It never worked it never healed
Chase the trail or walk away
Something beautiful might be on its way
I am here and I am there
For I have nothing more to give or take
So come on out from that cave
No more burying no more playing safe
This is it how do you feel
Clarity and content
Say goodbye it’s time to let him go
I am here and I I will be there
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Back To The Riverside
05:40
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All the years went pass him
He walked so far away from home
Jack came by to visit
He left the trees' whispers to awaken him
They told him he had been here for a long long time
That he should change his name
Oh you said you are getting old
Feel the time flow through you
Oh you lost your innocence
Then go back back to the riverside
Watch the crow fly by us now
It's the time to pack your worn out heart away
On the streets you started to stop and stare
You seemed to be the only one
Oh the time is here
Fix your heart change your mind
Go go find your innocence
To the place we used to go
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Searching For The Raven
06:49
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A fool looking up into the sky and see a raven flying
He told himself I want to be like him
So he packed his bag with everything he has left the note to his family and friends
Never to return again never without the meaning
Then he left on the yellow coloured road
He went into the wonderlands searching for the meaning
And yet thirty years came and gone without a screaming
So he asked
"Was it all worth it Is it all worth it"
"Was it a raven that I saw or a black albatross that flew by"
The crow drifted off from all his friends to find the perfect weather
He travelled 80 miles and settled by the golden field
Then he saw in the middle of the field there is a person watching
So he waited for his go waiting for the empty watch
He waited and he waited for his turn
10 days came and passed the person like a rock
And now the crow thought of leaving
Random notes that forms a melody sounding sweetly in my ears
Like the path I chose that day
No matter where it is
No matter when it is
I'm like a leaf in the wind
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Outro
01:28
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Olivier Cong Hong Kong
Olivier Cong’s music is mysterious and intricate, a chamber rock artist moving from tender indie folk to full, post-rock movements across his ambitious debut A Ghost And His Paintings. Using a sound that glides from hypnotic to pretty to grand often within the same track, Cong is as much a composer as a songwriter, leaning on a variety of string instruments both in minimal and maximalist detail. ... more
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