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Roadtrip
05:05
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2. |
Fertile soil
05:13
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All the sources running dry
heading home, left alone
so long the try
Now the flame, now the fire
is blown out
no lighter to find....
Let me tell you
the high ain't so high
if you don't know the deep
the sweet ain't so sweet
without the bittering taste of weep.
When the wildfires 've burned to dust
the only thing that's left behind at last,
left behind in the end
is Fertile Soil
We're running, rolling, reaching
for the same thing, all over again
we're running, rolling
we are reaching for the same old thing
over and over again
all over again, over again, over again
will it ever end?
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3. |
Sitting on Shore
04:52
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Saturday morning
'round 8 am
awaking daylight
quiet streets in Amsterdam.
Sitting in my window
watch people go by
some of them just got up
some lost, some stuck in friday night
Saturday evening
round 8pm
lights turn into dusk
buzzing streets in Amsterdam
Sitting in my window
watch people go by
see them going all dressed up
some lost, some stuck in twilight
Life is like a river,
a never ending flow
I'm watching from my window
sitting on shore
life is like a river,
a never ending flow
I'm watching from my window
sitting on shore
Saturday morning
oh the world never stops
turning 'round behind our backs
nothing we have got to say
ordinary people
living daily lives
all that we can do is
get the best out of the day
Saturday evening
oh the world never stops
turning 'round behind our backs
nothing we have got to say
ordinary people
living daily lives
all that we can do is
get the best out of the day
Life is like a river,
a never ending flow
I'm watching from my window
sitting on shore
life is like a river,
a never ending flow
I'm watching from my window
sitting on shore...
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4. |
Lies Within
05:12
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she looked at me
she looked at me
with her big brown eyes
on moments least expected, most desired, dearly needed
she arrives
Her hair slightly gray
Her vision as clear as the sky
Together we walked in the park for some hours
Watching the blossom grow pink little flowers
she said:
You can travel the world the seven seas,
but It's closer than you'd think...
Chorus:
No perfect world, just perfect lies, she said to me
the burning light, that makes you shine
lies within
Burning dreams,
that are hitting me so suddenly
Blinded by the lights of all the sideways
that reveal in front of me
which one will be the best?
will hit dead end, or miss out on the rest?
The tree is growing flowers in cycles of the seasons,
clouds wonder 'round, not asking for reasons
but I want to escape the herd, leave the beaten paths.
Make sure that I'm not missing out, or settle for less.
I will travel the world the seven seas
to find the answers that I need
Chorus
No perfect world, just perfect lies, just perfect dreams.
the burning light, that makes you shine lies within
No perfect world, just perfect lies, just perfect dreams.
the burning light, that makes you shine
Don't. Don't you let the hunter,
don't let the hunter become the hunted
you will never know where all the sideways lead
what matters is the path
the path you choose to walk
on moments least expected, most desired, dearly needed
she arrives...
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5. |
Play with fire
05:26
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I watch your hand reach out for mine
please don't tell me what is on your mind
come rain come shine,
rain or shine
words so useless,
we're down to the basics of body language
play with fire
come rain, come shine
rain or shine
Tensions ignite
on the edge of knife
heartbeat rythms arise
tensions flying high
we play with fire
you strike my hair,
electricity fills the air
don't you say it no, don't you dare
in this zone we don't care
we play with fire
come rain, come shine
rain or shine
tensions high, dancing on the edge of a knife
challenging the devil in disguise
we play with fire
come rain, come shine
rain or shine
Tensions ignite
on the edge of knife
heartbeat rythms arise
tensions flying high
we play with fire
Tensions ignite
on the edge of knife
heartbeat rythms arise
tensions flying high
we play with fire
Tensions ignite
on the edge of knife
heartbeat rythms arise
tensions flying high
we play with fire
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6. |
Fu
01:26
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7. |
Kidnapped by Butterflies
03:53
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I surrender, all other options put aside
take me flying, nothing I can do
but enjoy the ride
I'm kidnapped by butterflies
destination unknown
a soft landing is all there is left to hope for
Love me
Feel me
Take me
Hold me
I'm a puppet
dancing on your strings
take me flying
nothing I can do
flying without wings
following every swing
lift me up, spin me up round
but where will we be when the music is turned down?
Love me feel me play me obey me
just as long as you're around
don't care if you do right or wrong
wanna feel your body, hear your sound
I'm an addict, you're my drug
wanting more every time
I'm a puppet on your strings
please be gentle with me...
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8. |
Junior
00:36
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9. |
Prosako
03:43
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10. |
Way Home
04:53
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The wolves have gone to sleep
the fire left to smoulder
weapons put to rest
memories in minds of the beholders
stones turned into feathers
flying calmly off your shoulders
No more battles left to fight
no more bulleting the skies
the unspoken said and done
now that the storm has gone
the dust will settle down
and find its way home
The wolves have gone to sleep
the eagles headed home
pieces falling back into place
resilience once again shown
the cards have been reshuffled
revealing new ways that lead to rome
No more battles left to fight
no more bulleting the skies
the unspoken said and done
the thunderstorm has gone
the dust will settle down
and find its way home
way home
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11. |
The Rubicon
00:56
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12. |
Little Did I Know
04:31
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Right foot left foot
straight ahaid, good look around
for the very last time
I'm burning all my ships behind
unbothered by past or time
thought I had won
it only just begun
little did I know
Freedom, key that I needed
took it and treated it like it was mine
I'll never be locked up, I swore
in cycles, circeling cycles no more
limits seemed to fade
boundaries decayed
future on my side
Freedom key that I needed
took it and treated it like it was mine
doors were opening
rules got broken in seconds
this is my chance
I'll never be locked up I swore
in cycles circeling cycles
I'll take a run
jump in the deep
awakened from a long sleep
No strings attached
I'm starting from scratch
point of no return
Right foot left foot
crumbling slumbering thoughts
what lines should be drawn
something so wrong
something so strong
something I've awaited for so long
the uncountable options got in the way
betrayed by time, trapped in space
I found there is nowhere to jump
only a massive mountain to climb
The rooftop ahead became focus instead
limits seemed to fade
boundaries decayed
times had finally changed...
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Driving slow, moving along
on the way down south
you and I, all fine
love songs on the radio
the fields, turn into hills
turn to mountains passing by
quietly, side to side
La route du soleil
Chorus
the story unfolds with the road
writing chapter one
unsure how many pages yet to come
or what’s on ‘m, in the long run
Your heart, growing closer to mine
valleys deepen, tops arise
look closely, open your eyes
It was all spelled out in nature’s signs
the ponds, turn into lakes
turn to rivers, chapter three
slowly, but surely
we’re floating gently down the stream
Chorus
The story unfolds with the road,
down to chapter three
unsure how many pages left to go
or what happens when the wind starts blowing free
Your secrets unraveling mine
ours alone, how well they combine
open heart, open mind
Relieved to be shared, after all this time
the fields, turn to hills
turn to mountains passing by
quietly, side to side
La route du soleil
The story unfolds with the road,
stopped counting somewhere
unsure how many pages left to come
the wind is blowing free
The story unfolds with the road,
stopped counting somewhere
unsure how many pages left to come
the wind is blowing free
The story unfolds with the road,
stopped counting somewhere
unsure how many pages left to come
the wind is blowing free
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Fridolijn Amsterdam, Netherlands
Amsterdam based singer and songwriter Fridolijn aims to find pockets of intimacy and connection in a fast and disconnected
world. Her music comes in soft layers of swirling synthesizers, acoustic folk guitars, ambient electronics and distant drums, wrapping around you like a blanket.
She brings a dreamy style uniquely her own.
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