7.6.9.6.
2020 album by Spinvis. Link to the album.
2020 album by Spinvis. Link to the album.
they're waiting
at the waterside
cutting flowers off
yelling in the street
lying down together
as they're floating
on the little night
the little night
they're playing
celebrating christmas
kissing unknowingly
for the last time
watching a video
of a sunday
at De Efteling
De Efteling
they're sleeping
in the room
holding their breath
seeing themselves in a window
of a hospital
sharpening stones
to another side
another side
catching up on hours
stabbing the enemy
singing to the couple getting married
This is my last skin
I do my own stunts
as an answer to your questions
It's not what you see,
I'm being super serious, or not
I don't make myself loveable
I don't get sympathy
I pretend to doubt
but I am someone else
I've changed more
into copy of copy of copy
I see, this isn't real
the horizon is loose
and the sky is gone
the sun is made of cardboard
and their laughter is so fake
the dead are too beautiful
and the love is scripted
and behind the decor is nothing
I am a cover band
I turn business around
I die at the right time
I can dodge people
without even looking
copy of copy of copy
I see, this isn't real
the horizon is loose
and the sky is gone
the sun is made of cardboard
and their laughter is so fake
the dead are too beautiful
and the love is scripted
and behind the decor is nothing
(this isn't real)
the dead are too beautiful
and the love is scripted
and behind the decor
there's nothing
this isn't real
this isn't real
I'm just a substitute for another guy
I'm just a substitute for another guy
and then, again, of course
you said all kinds of things at the same time
everyone's looking for something
and the sea shimmers here
because of absence
we were driving far too slow
everyone was overtaking us
how that song went
you wrote us through the night
Lucas and Saartje
and me
everything is forever
everything was possible
it depends on how you see it
the answer was there already
just not the question
Mechelen is far
and we were far from home
somewhere on the way
in the middle of a sentence
we suddenly
lost you
in the middle of a sentence
lost
somewhere on the way
and we were so far from home
oh tu me manques, mon amour
toujours, toujours
that she sneezes when she laughs
she was the quietest in class
when the mirror still saw a boy
a human child
what did you wait for?
what is it called, what you find?
who do you think you are?
the fact remains
that she writes and knows the names of all birds
she dances in the kitchen
in her pajamas
fairytale-like lonely as the moon
she sings about love
her cat's called Picasso
and everything has a reason
she doesn't really believe in miracles
so she doesn't really pray
and burns a candle in the church
for the people at her work
and somewhere a star falls
dear Lord
if it's allowed, take care of Picasso one day
she dances in the kitchen
in her pajamas
fairytale-like lonely as the moon
she sings about love
her cat's called Picasso
and everything has a reason
she dances in the kitchen
in her pajamas
fairytale-like lonely as the moon
she sings about love
her cat's called Picasso
and everything has a reason
that I happened to be going that way too
coincidentally that was good
we carried our suitcases together then
towards a vanishing point
days of chess games on the car hood
my lady the in the sun
we jumped over the whole world
or played that we could
shards of you
in blue, silver and red
shards of you
through my kaleidoscope
he had the sentences of a southern man
came from your land
that you happened to be going that way too
that's how you left
the way sometimes a line is left open
the way the ending started
the way one book writes the other
we played that we could
shards of you
in blue, silver and red
shards of you
through my kaleidoscope
shards of you
silver and red
shards of you
through my kaleidoscope
shards of you
in blue, silver and red
shards of you
tonight
I was in the house
the house
tonight
the fire
had just been put out
the fire
was out
I knew
I had just missed you
I knew
tonight
just now
I smoke your cigarette
just now
you had
just left
and your bed was still warm
I laid down for a while
I was you
and suddenly I knew again
something I had to do
something you asked me
tonight
the numbers on the wall
just like
always
and that
is what I left
again
forever
tonight
you pretend to read
you wait until I speak, say something
I wait until I know
until I have the words
the days passes
underneath time
I say nothing and feel old
and everything I think I am
fades
and speaking I will do tomorrow
I'll do it tomorrow
not today
I build a ship
because I once, once after all
hoist the sails
or how that's called, traveling
until that day
until that day
I'll stay here forever
here with you is all that I ask
and sailing I will do tomorrow
I'll do it tomorrow
not today
(tomorrow, tomorrow)
(not today)
(tomorrow, tomorrow)
man on asphalt
seven bullets meters away
in the suburbs
thirty degrees in the shadow
nobody around
his money's gone and his hair looks good
he looks like Travolta
but he never made it in Hollywood
he sees the horses
trembling on the hot ground
sees his hands
black earth under nails
sees the clouds
looks confused at all that blood
looks like Travolta
but he never made it in Hollywood
had enough misfortune
liked bread and the smell of grass
was looking for a job in the city
didn't know what he was good at
saw a woman, occasionally
she turned out a mystery and later
on the run
sees the clouds
looks confused at all that blood
looks like Travolta
but he never made it in Hollywood
(but he never made it in Hollywood)
you look terrible
she's behind your eyes
and under your skin
you've told me ten times
everything is broken
yes, I know by now
the world is round
sometimes a heart breaks
sometimes a dog barks
sell the bus
move to the seaside
you can do it
the time will come with you
everyone says
you're not the first one
it won't kill you
that doesn't happen that fast
come let's go driving
it will hurt anyways
wherever you are
losing is good
it gives you more than winning ever does
the story is known
you think of her, she thinks of him
it's nobody's fault
(it's nobody's mistake)
it's been done
the way those things happen
if everyone says
you're not the first
it won't kill you
that doesn't happen that fast
come let's go driving
it will hurt anyways
wherever you are
your heart is a house
she'll live there forever
even if it's only small
the scar will stay
and one day, in years
you'll enjoy it sometimes
let's see who wins
the alarm clock or the bed
a new era begins
he just dreamed
of holes in the market
of loopholes in the law
just then
when the day started over
for
the man who once made himself up
hooray!
the band's going to play
the lights are turning on
applause!
the curtain opens
the audience stands up
suddenly!
nothing was left
that he couldn't do
the man who made himself up
he goes step-by-step
from the newspapers on the stairs
to the best of the best
when he won it all
blessed was the day
that the man made himself up
no woman in the city
who doesn't wait for him at night
hooray!
the band's going to play
the lights are turning on
applause!
the curtain opens
the audience stands up
suddenly!
nothing was left
that he couldn't do
the man who made himself up
(the man who made himself up)
every night he's numbed by starlight
the pope and the prime minister
everyone sings along
hooray!
the band's going to play
the lights are turning on
applause!
the curtain opens
the audience stands up
suddenly!
nothing was left
that he couldn't do
the man who made himself up
I looked for a rifle
looked for something I understood
and I found a refrain that seemed worthless
I looked for something new
I found something forgotten and old
I walked through the last streets
I looked for something of mine
and I found something belonging to you
even now, I'm still looking for a reason
I found my cruelest side and the sweetest kiss
I'm still looking for a reason
I found a secret but a reason I never found
I looked for a crown
and I found a desert
I sat on my throne
being the king
I looked for a friend
I found an endless poem
got lost in every line
I looked for a river
and I found your face
even now, I'm still looking for a reason
I found my cruelest side and the sweetest kiss
I'm still looking for a reason
I found a secret but a reason I never found
(I'm still looking for a reason)
(I found a secret but a reason I never found)
just admit it
you're lost here
the dream is still beautiful
but it's been debunked
there's not a lot of choice
(the road is long)
or another time
(the night falls)
you greet people but
(they look away)
you don't know anyone anymore
look, that's you
(finally free)
alone on the bridge
(the last sunlight)
you don't know what will come
(it doesn't matter)
and you can't go back
(what is luck)
what is luck?
(who's asking)
and who did you want to be
(just a friend)
what's in the songs
(you almost understand)
only a memory
(you almost understand)
something was promised to you
you walk past the canal
a voice in your head
you almost understand
(what's in the songs)
you almost understand
(just a memory)
you almost understand
(something was promised to you)
something was promised to you
(and you walk past the canal)
you walk past the canal
(with a voice in your head)
with a voice in your head
(and you almost understand)
this is an instrumental track.