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Were You Just Like Me?
04:08
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Were you just like me
Sticking stars on the ceiling
With the wallpaper peeling
From the curtain’s reel?
Am I just one of the sheep that you count
In the bitter divorce from the daylight’s reign?
Send a rumour that's true
Out for the wolves to dissect
The hunters will surely
Be deaf to their howls
Were you just like me,
Sticking stars on the ceiling
With the wallpaper peeling
From the curtain’s reel?
Am I just one of the sheep that you count
In the bitter divorce from the daylight’s reign?
Oh, the moon will look down
After she collects all our sorrows
With a smile so much kinder
Than the grimace of the sun
Braver than most if you’ll lead
I will follow you down to the shore
Just tell me where to bleed
Oh were you just like me?
Were you just like me?
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The Wind Shifts
03:44
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This is how the wind shifts:
Like the thoughts of an old human,
Who still thinks eagerly
And despairingly.
The wind shifts like this:
Like a human without illusions,
Who still feels irrational things within her.
The wind shifts like this:
Like humans approaching proudly,
Like humans approaching angrily.
This is how the wind shifts:
Like a human, heavy and heavy,
Who does not care!
This is how the wind shifts:
Like the thoughts of an old human,
Who still thinks eagerly
And despairingly.
This is how the wind shifts.
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Chloe
04:32
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There is a woman
Washing her hair
With measured strands
Like it’s a bundle of hopes and dreams
All released
From her ponytail
The threads sashay for a moment
But she obliges to hold them down
Lest they take her to the show
That she’s dying to see
And she be late for work
Tomorrow
Chloe, Chloe
Who are you now?
There is a man
Cleaning out his mother’s basement
Back in town for a little while
In a fury to start over
But he stumbles in the dim light
Of collected youth
On a yearbook from ‘04
Splayed open on the floor
Oh there she is
He finds her in the first row
With her hands clasped tight
Round her ponytail
Chloe, Chloe,
Where are you now?
Do you still want to be a ballerina
Because I still want to be a balladeer
He turns to the inner cover
And surely etched on the corner
‘Have a good summer
I’ll see you next year...’
Well summer comes once a year
Do you remember my dear?
Summer comes once a year
Don’t you forget that my dear
Because nothing would terrify you more
Than to dance on your living room stage
With only the moon as your audience tonight
Here in your room there is nowhere to hide
Here in your room there is nowhere to hide
Here in your room there is nowhere to hide
Chloe, Chloe
There you are
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There was a time when I’d have given anything
To be free to pack my bags and leave
You did everything you could to keep me here
Said I had a couple of things to learn
A year it sure felt like the longest time
With all my friends moving onto better things
I feared that I was gonna be the only one
Who stays to see them come and go
When I was a child you reined me in alright
Telling me the rules like a drill to my ears
Yes I fought you to the ground on every single claim
Angered that you’d left me nothing to explore
These days you cannot tell apart the first from seventh line
And the lessons they go round in a loop
But I won’t give it away if it means something to you
Heck I don’t even dare to wrestle with the thought
Thousands of them stories that you used to read to me
I paid no attention to it all
I wanted to be downstairs in the living room
Pouring in those flickering lights from the rest of the world
Now that you’re lyin’ in the last room of the ward,
Staring up at that tiny screen so far away
All I can do is pore over ‘them books
Just to hear you reading in me
It all changed the morning you dropped me off
All of a sudden I started to fear
You said, ‘Do not ever be afraid my boy
We must all depart some day...’
Now every time I’m down at the station in town
I get the urge to buy a ticket just to see your face
But instead it is my own, that hovers on the glass
While the background changes, never to last
There’s a breeze descending and it’s heading home
But no, it ain’t coming for me
Once again it seems that I am the one
That stays to see them come and go
A year it surely seems like a long long time
Now I am old enough to know
To feel the chill of the next day acomin’
Oh what I’d give to be with you when you go
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Dennis Liu Melbourne, Australia
Born in Taipei and raised in Tāmaki Makaurau, Naarm-based singer-songwriter Dennis Liu's music charts the journeys of the body as it traverses the valleys of grief and the rivers of gratitude, with each note attuned to the most subtle turns of the heart. Guided by a hypnotic baritone voice that soothes and soars, his songs are invocations that invite you to return home to yourself. ... more
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