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Intro (Tales)
01:28
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So listen to me
Let me tell you tales you've never heard
Tales that tell you about mountains so high and valleys so low and clouds in the sky
About colours so bright and sounds so marvelous
You wouldn't believe it at all
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Metamorphosis
02:59
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Cold marble stone still stained from the last time you were here
The brown coloured faces seem to liquify
Drip drop from the edges of the table
There it goes as you try to catch all the marble juice
As it hits your palm you become sand and silk, snake skin and bloom
It soaks and seeks through your skin straight into you bloodstream
It tries to convince you to believe in metamorphosis
Starting from your hand your whole body gets cold
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Chained
05:07
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Your hand on my face
Fully blinded by the dark
Unable to see through so I remain paralysed while your skin touches mine
I wanna undo the chains on my hands, on my soul
And I wanna feel as soft and as light and as free as I did once with you
Your hand on my face
Fully blinded by the dark
You say that I'm bothering you with all this shit in my head but in fact its me who's suffocating
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Kafka
05:45
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On a Wednesday evening when everything around us was noisy and full of cigarette smoke
When I ordered a beer and she drank her wine
When Iggy Pop was singing and Kafka philosophized
In an inonspicuous corner of the night
The scenery was pretty rare
Her eyes were reflecing the glitter splitting the light into silver and red
And the air in here tasted bitter while the wine turned her lips red
I let my heart go
I let it sink into the void
Tapped it off together with the ash until it overflowed the edges of my centroid
Her eyes were reflecting the glittersplitting the light into silver and red
And the air in here tasted bitter while the wine turned her lips red
Her hair over her shoulders
Her perfectly shapes ears
One couldn't get enough of her
It was her red turned lips
Red as the sigh on the door, red as blood on the kitchen floor
Her lips turned as red as the wine
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Kintsugi Body
04:01
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Stretch the cracks on your skin
And let them be filled up with molten gold
Feel the strength as it floods you
Your lungs burn, your ribcage cracks
It tears you apart before you become one again
Suddenly you are in mid-air
It has always been within you like resin in barks
And see it like Sen no Rikyu did
In the woods over there
Deep under the snow last night a branch of plum blossomed
Kintsugi body
Heal
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Bondi Fern Vienna, Austria
With a warm, soulful voice and floating guitar sounds Bondi Fern lays a soft carpet of weightlessness and hope which lets the audience drift away with the bittersweet taste of truth and the courage to accept it. On her recently released first EP "Kintsugi Body" Bondi Fern relies on complete honesty and presents herself without shame and with all her vulnerability. ... more
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