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Facetime

I can't remember
The time I saw you last
In person
It's been months now
I still remember
When we were skin-on-skin
And nothing in between
 
We started fading
We started changing
Can't be together
So we started breaking
 
Now we only talk on FaceTime
But what I really need is
I need some face-to-face time
And I really miss those
Crazy drunkin' late nights
Loved it when we were fuckin'
When we were high
 
Was it just wastin' time
Were we just wastin'
Were we just wastin'
Were we just wastin' time
Just wastin' time
 
We said we'd hold on
To whatever it takes
To make this
Go the distance
Oh we can't hold on
When all these roads in motion
Still lay in between
 
So we started fading
We started changing
Can't be together
So we started breaking
 
Now we only talk on FaceTime
But what I really need is
I need some face-to-face time
And I really miss those
Crazy drunkin' late nights
Loved it when we were fuckin'
When we were high
 
Was it just wastin' time
Were we just wastin'
Were we just wastin'
Were we just wastin' time
Just wastin' time
 
Hit me on my FaceTime
Grab you by your waistline
Tell you that you all mine
And you'll never ever ever leave
Fuck you from the back
Then I grab your weave
In the middle of California
Started saying she love
A lil' Melly dick
Pokin' her like we (wanna bone ya)
 
Cause we only talk on FaceTime (FaceTime)
But what I really need is
I need some face-to-face time (face-to-face time)
And I really miss those
Crazy drunkin' late nights (those drunkin' late nights)
Loved it when we were fuckin'
When we were high (we were high)
Was it just wastin' time (wasting' ti...)
 
Were we just wastin' (time)
Were we just wastin' (time)
Were we just wastin' time
Just wastin' time
 
Don't you waste my time
Cause I'm here for you
Don't you waste my time
I'll be there for you
 

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Beauty in the Sorrow

Chorus:
Can we make sense of it all?
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
 
So young
Did it even matter?
So young
Did it even matter?
 
It felt so strange living in my grave
Count each breath, waiting to expire
Remember home, dying here alone
Hollow words, anthems from the choir
 
Chorus:
Can we make sense of it all?
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
The lies they told
Can we make sense of it all
The beauty in the sorrow
 
So young
Did it even matter?
So young
Did it even matter?
 
It felt so strange looking at your grave
An early end, I read letters to remember
So I moved on or so the story goes
Shots rang out, red flowers a reminder
 
Chorus:
Can we make sense of it all?
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
 
The beauty in the sorrow
 
The beauty in the sorrow
 
So young
Did it even matter?
So young
Did it even matter?
 
Chorus:
Can we make sense of it all?
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
The lies they told
Can we make sense of it all?
The beauty in the sorrow
 

Dickicht

Es war vor langer Zeit.
Weit in der Vergangenheit.
Ein Land voll Sturm und Leid.
Die Welt war nicht bereit.

Auf unseren Reisen sahen wir Licht.
Nebel versperrte unsere Sicht.
Wir liefen los.
Tag ein, Tag aus.
Immer weiter durchs' tiefe Grau.

Am Himmel war kein Sonnenlicht.
Kein Gott war da, denn wir sahen ihn nicht.
Komm mit uns mit und sei bereit...
...für eine Welt voll Einsamkeit.

Wir tanzen durch das Dickicht.
Den grosse Hoffnung gibt es hier nicht.
Wir tanzen weiter, streng im Takt.
Fühlst du den nicht die dunkle Macht...?

Der Regen peitscht den Körper aus.
Es gibt hier keinen Weg heraus.
Wir hörten nur die Donner grollen.
Wir wussten nur, dass wir tanzen sollen.

Das Herz rast.
Der Schweiss tropft.
Der Himmel brennt.
Die Luft ist kalt.
Der Nebel dicht.
Der Donner knallt

Isn't It A Lovely Day

The weather is frightening.
The thunder and lightning
Seem to be having their way.
But as far as I'm concerned,
it's a lovely day.
The turn in the weather
Will keep us together
So I can honestly say,
That as far as I'm concerned,
it's a lovely day
And everything's okay.
 
Isn't this a lovely day
to be caught in the rain.
You were going on your way,
now you've got to remain.
 
Just as you were going,
leaving me all at sea,
The clouds broke, they broke
and oh what a break for me.
 
I can see the sun up high,
though we're caught in a storm.
I can see where you and I
could be cozy and warm.
 
Let the rain pitter patter
But it really doesn't matter
If the skies are gray.
Long as I can be with you,
it's a lovely day.
 

Yorta Yorta Man

I was born on the banks of the Murray,
Yorta Yorta is my mother's tribal clan.
I'm her son but my father's name I carry,
as I walk through this great and ancient land.
 
My father taught me all the things I needed,
like identity and dignity with love.
From his southern tribal coastal ways of living,
Wallaga Lake and Waradah Mountain high above.
 
I'm a Koori and I come from Cummeragunja,1
where my people and my dreaming all began.
Someday I know that I will be returning,
like the legend of my tribal boomerang.
 
My tribal ways are strong and not forgotten,
and though my city ways of living...well, they may be grand...
But you know, I can pack it up, yes, and leave it all tomorrow
and go back to my Yorta Yorta band.
 
The nature of the bush in all it's beauty,
gives me strength in my will to understand.
That no matter where I go, my river people
will be waiting for this Yorta Yorta man.
 
I'm a Koori and I come from Cummeragunja,
where my people and my dreaming all began.
Someday I know, I'll be returning,
like the legend of my tribal boomerang.
(Fade)
Like the legend of my tribal boomerang...