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A Mere Shift Of Origin
06:46
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My father used to tell me that a righteous man should always put his interest first.
“You can’t make anyone happy if you’re not, son”, he said, his hand grasping firmly my shoulder.
All my life I follow his rule. Free to go anywhere, free to meet anyone, free to enjoy every moment.
My way… it has always been my way of doing things. As soon as I’ve stopped feeling please and happy, my bags were on the backseat of my car and the engine ready to fight against the asphalt.
The fading architectures through the window have always inspired me. I wanted to merge into this constant dynamic and never had to stop, never had to feel inertia one more time.
I loved the smell of conditioned air, I used to fill my lungs with it and keep it in me, until I got dizzy.
But, when my dad passed out, I’ve started to wonder: what if I am the main reason of my confusion?
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And then I’ve remembered the cities I had left behind, so many places where I had never build anything.
I’ve remembered all my old friends I had betrayed by being a selfish bastard, a useless ghost.
Everything was so clear: my life has always been about escaping not moving.
While everything I ever needed was a mere shift of origin.
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I'm Stuck
06:01
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G — I'm stuck. And marriage, does that get easier?
M — It's hard. We established that we have no communication.
It gets complicated when you have kids… But, it's great being with them, after they can talk, and can do things with you.
G — That's nice. My parents were always traveling, they weren't around so much.
M — Where'd you grow up?
G — In D.C., my dad was the Ambassador to France in the eighties, so we went to school in Paris for a few years... but we mostly lived in D.C., and they were never around... and then I moved to Los Angeles when John and I got married... it's so different there.
G — Does that get easier ?
M — No.
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Yesterday or today
I opened a small box covered with rust
I’d forgotten what’s inside
Like I’d forgotten many faces from my past
All my dreams lies in that stupid box
With the smile of the ones I used to love
With the smell of the rain that used to comfort me
Everything was there
Even that strange taste of blood in my mouth
When I thought i’d to leave one day
To a better place, a better life
Sometimes I wish I had not found that box
Now you have to find your own
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This time
We’ll have to make sure our voice will be heard
Anyone can take his chance
Anyone can step up and stop blaming the fate
There’s no reason to fail if we stand as one
Only will lose, those who have something to care for
We don’t own freedom, it’s a natural right
Let’s take it back
Coz tonight
We hope! / We fight! / Let’s face disillusions!
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Today or maybe it was yesterday
I’ve found a small box covered with rust
There was nothing inside
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They're Coming
08:29
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Under Close Surveillance
06:55
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At the origin,
We don't have no fear for nothing,
No scare to declare,
Even though we are naked,
And mortals from the beggining.
Today, I am running away,
Geography here is to hard to bear,
I can't stand it no more.
I have to fade out and disappear,
Another land is waiting for me, I know it.
I Hope so.
And it's not for lack of having loved you.
One way streets,
A building in which I'll never go back again,
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One way streets,
A building in which I'll never go back again,
Paths that no longer belong to me,
And all these faces, with the eyes reflecting my failure,
build up a territory of memories I don't want to go through again.
How long will it tale to forget ?
I decided to leave,
Or rather,
not to stay,
In a way,
I guess I am fooling myself,
by denying some kind of mapping of my feelings.
A choice, that is tearing me apart.
A choice that is amputating me.
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The Day I Ruined My Life
09:10
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There are so many ways to say it I'll give honesty a chance.
I do remember this day. This particular day when I made this choice. It's so clear in my head that it almost erases almost all my memories left. This choice, no doubt I'll make it once more. Sometimes, you may follow your guts, the pulse/beat of your heart craving for blood. But you know it, don’t you?
I cared for myself. Not because I had to but because it's what define me as a human being.
I've made up so much stories about this moment that I could write books with it. Million pages of lies.
But I do remember this day.
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I've never wanted to live like this
Die like this, think live this
Neither did I want to tell you these kind of pure non-sense.
I've always hoped of a better way to experience happiness
This is the end, I can feel it so close
It's like a relief after what I've done
To you, to us, to everybody who was too stupid to believe I could ever reach salvation.
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What if I rise and break the cycle
Will I find my way home again.
What if I stopped avoiding my reflection
Will I picture myself in a shiny armor.
What if I stood against the vulture
Will I sleep in the undergrowth.
What if I climbed to the nearest hill
Will I build an open nest for my kind.
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Years of hiding are over.
Days of running are over.
Years of lying are over.
Days of begging are over.
Today I surrender.
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Lost In Kiev Paris, France
Post-rock from Paris.
New album "RUPTURE" now available
contact :
wearelostinkiev@gmail.com
Lost In Kiev recommends:
Küsse aus Berlin
by Zero absolu
Our friend Nak from Zeroabsolu
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Split EP
by Lost In Kiev / Zero Absolu
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