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ganymede and io
03:27
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careful
05:11
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No one has a glass sphere
No one knows where I belong
Someone told me not to fear
All the things that could go wrong
If you told me how to feel
I could see what's going on
Turn the pages and fade away
Fool me with your interplay
Otherwise i'll start it over
Until the pieces mend together
Maybe in time, I could find out
What those words meant to me what i hoped it could be
Otherwise i'll start it overUntil the pieces break apart
Maybe in time, I could find out
Why the words in my head keep on looping over
Looking back at it I could have swear I had a plan for it all
But now that i look at it, I can't read a single word that i wrote down
I'm trying to turn the pages as it is coming down
(can we just start over)
With a cloud of perception, a blurry reflection
Tell me when i'll make it throught i'll get right back to you
Otherwise i'll start it over
Until the pieces mend together
Maybe in time, I could find out
What those words meant to me what i hoped it could be
Otherwise i'll start it over
Until the pieces break apart
Maybe in time, I could find out
Why the words in my head keep on looping over
No one has a glass sphere
No one knows where I belong
Someone told me not to fear
All the things that could go wrong
Come on
This is nothing to be
Careful about
Nothing to be careful
Otherwise i'll start it over
Until the pieces mend together
Maybe in time, I could find out
What those words meant to me what i hoped it could be
Otherwise i'll start it over
Until the pieces break apart
Maybe in time, I could find out
Why the words in my head keep on looping over
Come on
This is nothing to be
Careful about
Nothing to be careful
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3. |
breaching
01:02
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4. |
mechanical
04:16
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The sand slips through my fingers and the waves escape from sea
I try to hold on to the time but time is holding on to me.
Lifelines disapear into horizons out of reach,
There are shapes and colors but my eyes still cannot see.
The clouds swim through the sky and colors have escaped from the palms of my cold hands into forest, land and sea.
I tried to go, I tried to follow but my limbs have grown so numb.
My legs are barely moving while all i want to do is run.
The air has gone so thick and i'm waiting for the storm.
The air has gone too thick, i can't move anymore.
I can't move anymore.
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null
03:48
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6. |
snow walking
01:37
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Alex Lesage Belgium
Alex Lesage is a Belgian born keyboardist and producer.
His music is a playful combination between electro,
experimental hip-hop and jazz, and his atmosphere is a mix of organic rhythms and new textures.
Alex's main focus is to experiment with keyboards and sound design work, especially using analog synths.
Most of his work is influenced by improvisation and sound exploration
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