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Splashdown
03:19
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You make me dazed
With your talks of glory that always escapes me
Oh, I know now
How it feels quite like to want to prove something
All your friends got decent jobs
And all your friends made their parents proud
So you went and you knocked yourself out
Heading for the sun
How can you talk about it?
How can you be sure?
Now that I saw you done in
Every head did turn
Did you blink when it got too hot?
Did you cry when you lost it all?
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Strawberry V
03:19
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Love my coffee strong and cold
Two shots in a cup
But I love it way, way more
The tinkle when you laugh
Two is not enough!
Tummy turning into jelly
Tongue is made of lead
Blushing up, I'm flushing slightly
Blood rush to my head
This is just mad
Strawberry V
You're the one for me
Strawberry V
Sharp and sweet and hit me slowly
Snug inside, I'm taking it easy
Smiling with the firecracker in me
Oh let me be
If I'm walking by the sidewalk, would I stumble down?
If a body catch a body running through the rye
God knows I tried
Strawberry V
You're the one for me
Strawberry V
My glucose glee
Strawberry V
You're the one for me
Strawberry V
Am I gonna wake up next morning
From this dream with my head pounding?
Down it all but I'm still yearning
For you in me
Strawberry V
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Light blue is the sky above the meadow
Where you flutter by and wouldn't go
Diving down I'm crashing to the ground
Not again, please don't
I know not to touch what I can't afford
But how could I keep it out of my thought?
I'm just a mortal – sneakers, jeans and all
I can't carry on
You can only smile when I'm not around
At ease with the world, you golden butterscotch
Me a graceless wretch, what can I do but watch?
Rude in the morning, regretted at night
That's how I stay on guard
Cause you can only smile when I'm not around
Nobody ever died of a broken heart
But I don't wanna be the first
Harvey Williams would be proud...
Cause you can only smile when I'm not there
You can only smile when I'm away
You can only smile when I'm six feet under in the ground
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4. |
The Songwriting Song
04:05
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Home from work
Bags and jackets and a bit of our sense strewn on the floor
The hazard of sanity
You and me and a cup of coffee
Put our thoughts together
Get some water and blank notepaper
Picking up the old guitar
Threading phrases few and far
What’s too silly to be said can be sung
Beaumarchais had it right
Kettle’s boiling, we’re writing this song
Teasing fate that has done us wrong
Coffee’s steaming we’re singing this song
Shake your tambourine, shake it as we go along
Sure it’s nice to lash your wit with a cynic’s gusto
Jaded to the core
(You get to look way cooler that way)
But sit back now, have a cup of coffee
Soaking in your smile
There are times to refrain
Time for refrain:
Picking up the old guitar
Threading phrases few and far
What’s too silly to be said can be sung
Georgie was so apt
Kettle’s boiling, we’re writing this song
Teasing fate that has done us wrong
Coffee’s steaming we’re singing this song
Shake your tambourine, shake it as we go along
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5. |
Sanctuary
04:29
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Skipping school, I’m fourteen again
Off with the world to drown in the words
And then I woke up and it was gone
I’m beside myself I thought I’d cry
I have lost my Arden, but oh why?
Solace that I found in you
Cut the mess I’m turning to
Can’t go back to calm the tremor in my mind
Stories won’t bring me to you
You know I think the world of you
Pass the lights but then you’re gone
I’m beside myself I thought I’d cry,
“Don’t go”
And my mind is full of you
And my skirt is worn out, too
And my mind is full of you
Sanctuary’s gone with you
I’m beside myself I thought I’d cry,
“Don’t go”
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6. |
Ferris Wheel
04:00
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Had a dirty dream, I’ll give you a clue
It’s me and someone not unlike you
We went to the fair and buried our memories there
I don’t believe it’s true
Tumbling up and down
Turn, see them on the ground
Running, falling in the dark
Old Father Time left them alone
He’s winking at the sky
How would you like him to pass you by
Before he’s knocking at your door
Had a dirty dream, I’ll give you a clue
It’s me and someone just like you
We gamboled past the gates cause no one’s there
We’ll go away, we’re going up
We won’t go back unless it stops
In midst of pop songs, faiths and politics gone wrong
Who will believe it’s true – but you?
Tumbling down and upwards
Blink at the lights around us
Flicker, flutter, will it die down?
Blazing, burning out, and gone
Even if you try
How much you wish it won’t pass you by
Cotton candy spinning round
The sugar high still ain’t worn down by four
When time’s knocking at your door
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7. |
Words Afloat
05:35
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Little pretty came to see me
A smile on her lips
I could look straight into her eyes
Excitement in her smile
But is it wise?
She’s yet to care
Wagering her hopes on me
She’s reaching out at last
She’s done her deeds and ran
Waiting for the day
She has more to say
What’s been said and what’s been lost
I once had them all
I could now still see their words afloat
Time has reigned I’m barely here
They, too, are barely there
Spellcheck’s messing up their words apart
Little pretty never came now
Cold auburn lips
I’d see her pass among the crowd
A whiff of overcoat
Tried to be wise, learned the hard way
She’s learned the art of getting on
To press and to forget
Left me here to wait
Has it all gone by?
Did the words go awry?
What’s been said and what’s been lost
I once had them all
I could now still see their words afloat
Time has reigned I’m barely here
They, too, are barely there
Spellcheck’s messing up their words apart
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8. |
Gundala Putra Petir
04:09
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I’m scared of the monsters in my closet
Of the future right ahead
Guess I’m scared of the latter more
See, he’s got no fancy X-ray vision
And no rounds of ammunition
What we need is someone just like us
I look out the window and wait
It’s raining, is it too late?
Lo and yonder, flashing thunder
Here he comes!
High in the sky the lightning strikes
Crashing down the thunder bites
Save the day, oh save us
Whether you’re broke or brokenhearted
When life don’t go as anticipated
I need a superhero now
We’ve got too many malls, low self-esteem
Don’t seem to grow up, but we are aging
Sure we can do with some help here
I look out the window and wait
Do come before it’s too late
Lo and yonder, flashing light
Oh here he comes!
Get the bad guys, fakes and swindlers yeah
Gonna beat them all
Need a superhero, yes we need him now
Need a superhero, not a superstar
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9. |
If Monday'd Never Come
02:15
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Live on coffee, hail the sun
Down we swim with our t-shirts on
Friendship, round trips
Madly, holding on dearly
But our days are numbered, they won't last
Goodbye good times, hello real world
Could I afford to swing along to this song?
Ain't gonna whine like a dog, I'll sing it instead
Cause life is like that
Well I know I must wake up in the morning
I must work to earn my living
But looking skyward Sunday evening
Find myself wistfully wishing
If only Monday'd never come
Keep my mind and limbs from breaking down
What doesn't kill you's going to make you stronger
And though I cry, though I try, I still gotta go
So life is short, could I skip to the aftershow, no?
It's a long way to go
If only God ain't in Heaven
And weren't on eternal vacation
He'd sing with me:
"Monday baby please don't come!"
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Paperplane Recordings Yogyakarta, Indonesia
We are a small label hailing from the art town of Yogyakarta in Central Java. Began in March 2010 as a collective effort consisting of members of the indiepop community of Yogyakarta. We are inspired by such great labels as Postcard, K, early Creation, Sarah, as well as our predecessor Blossom Records. We hope we can constantly deliver the best in pop music for many years to come. ... more
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