1. |
Fear of Silence
03:52
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Give me noise, give me anything
Anything will do
Even a tiny sound to acknowledge that
I am really here
Give me time, give me any time
Just a while will do
Even a moment that already passed
Just as long it's you
And I will take it and spin it around
And I will twist it and then throw it away
It's never gonna be good enough
It doesn't fit into my empty heart
Give me touch, give me any touch
You will not be blamed
Even the one that is hurting
It might hurt other pains away
Give me love, give me any love
As long as it is true
Even the wrong kind that's destroying
Any love will do
And I will take it and spin it around
And I will twist it and then throw it away
It's never gonna be good enough
It doesn't fit into my empty heart
Give me hope, give me any hope
That this fear will pass
This fear of silence And of loneliness
This is all I ask
Give me hope, give me any hope
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2. |
Raindrops Are Diamonds
02:54
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On the asphalt
In the headlights
Raindrops are diamonds
In a hundred years
Or maybe a fifty
Raindrops are diamonds
Raindrops are diamonds
They hide our tears when the world has gone crazy
Raindrops are diamonds
In the desert and
Middle of an ocean
Raindrops are diamonds
In your eyes
A reflection
Raindrops are diamonds
Raindrops are diamonds
They hide our tears when the world has gone crazy
Raindrops are diamonds
Shine, shine, shine but just for a while
Raindrops are diamonds
They hide our tears when the world has gone crazy
Raindrops are diamonds
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3. |
Future
02:59
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Remember the dreams and forget the nightmares
There's nothing to fear
Imagine, imagine
The beauty is that what you see and hear you couldn't have imagined
And that is magic there
Yet nowhere to be seen
I had a future
We had a future
Once upon a time there was a future
When far is too near
And the scales are falling
Shadows become light
Bending, bending
Yet no way to break free
I had a future
We had a future
Once upon a time there was a future
Now all our hopes and promises
And all the bright tomorrows
All are broken but not forgotten
So tell me how to let them go
and dream new dreams to keep my heart afloat
I had a future
We had a future
Once upon a time there was a future
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4. |
Unlovable
03:50
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You never told me I was handsome
At most I was adorable
You never said it was me that you wanted
I guess it was always about your own needs
How do you think that makes me feel
In a world that rewards masculinity?
Am I that unlovable?
Am I just untouchable?
Am I undesirable?
Am I?
You never called it for what it was
It was always something ridiculous
But sex is a need and you need to feel wanted
But I guess it was always about your own shame
Am I that unlovable?
Am I just untouchable?
Am I undesirable?
Am I?
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5. |
Sweet Lies
03:08
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We ripped our eyes out and fed them to birds
They screamed so loud that we couldn’t be heard
Earless and fearless time went by
We ripped our eyes out and fed them to birds
We wanted to believe in sweet lies
We wanted to be free but not pay the price
We swallowed our pride and some bittersweet wine
We loaded our guns and stepped out of line
But we don’t know which direction our guns are pointing
We swallowed our cries and some bittersweet wine
We wanted to believe in sweet lies
We wanted to be free but not pay the price
So now we are lost like we never were here
We are the fog when the weather is clear
We are the ghost who cannot disappear
And we can’t decide if we should feel joy or fear
We wanted to believe in sweet lies
We wanted to be free but not pay the price
We wanted to believe in sweet lies
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6. |
Grey Skies
03:25
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I have known you all my life
You run inside my veins
Others don’t get you, they just don’t understand
But you are understood within me
Melting inside my mouth
My homeland, my homeland
Taking over my mind
Grey skies, grey skies
Condensed into black
You are a dark heart, a dark art
You are a salty crack of an icy sea
You are like an arrow
I caught with the tip of my tongue
Melting inside my mouth
My homeland, my homeland
Taking over my mind
Grey skies, grey skies
Condensed into black
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7. |
Shadows Are Light
03:17
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Superpower
02:58
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Sun has set on my dreams
Leaving me longing
For a day that might never come
Night sky black with darkness
No moon to light it
Lost and lonely without a spark
But time will be on my side
floating with the tides
Not drowning in bitter memories
all those could have beens
My Superpower
Superpower
Superpower
I gather up the courage
Strike on the matchstick
Light the candle, open my heart
Was burning out at both ends
Leaving charred remains
Now the embers glow in the dark
And time will be on my side
My flame will burn bright
Not haunted by bitter memories
I've buried them deep
My Superpower
Superpower
Superpower
Maybe it’s something in all of us
My superpower is your superpower is our superpower
Superpower
Superpower
Superpower
Maybe it’s something in all of us
Surely it’s something in all of us
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9. |
Like Waves, Like Tides
03:47
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Maybe you have forgotten
Or maybe you have never felt it
For real, how it feels
Or maybe you have misplaced it
Or maybe you have had your share
Your glass is empty
For now it’s empty
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love
Changing and flowing
Like waves and tides
This time can feel like a desert
The light is too bright to measure
How wide and grey is your heart
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love
Changing and flowing
Like waves and tides
Far across the empty spaces
And endless turns in mindless hazes
Your heart will lead you
Yet it won't kill you
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love
Changing and flowing
Like waves and tides
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I wish I was more beautiful than my ex
I think that it could make me somewhat happier
No one ever told me that it would be such a competition of who gets what they see
And no one ever told me that it would be such a competition of who gets what they need
I wish I was as charming as him but I’m not or so it seems
And if I was as tall as him I could look down on most of you
But I wouldn't take all those other problems, I wouldn't take all those things that define him
But I wouldn't take all those other problems, I wouldn't take all those things that haunt him
No, I’ve got my own ghosts
I wish I was somewhere else than this city
It makes the world seem so small and the streets so mean
I wish I was more beautiful than my ex
If nothing else at least I’d be more beautiful
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11. |
Thunder Boy
03:31
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Hey thunder boy, did you go chasing after storms
hoping you'd find what was before?
Why do you feel so sorry how things could have been
When I'm here, real and not a dream?
Hey thunder boy, why do you feel that you are lost?
It's me who crashed upon your shore
Hey thunder boy, why do you keep me hanging on?
Can't you see that I want it all?
Come watch the storm rage on
From the safe harbour of my arms!
Hey thunder boy, oh don't go chasing after storms
It's tears you'll find and nothing more
Hey thunder boy, don't be afraid if clouds are gone
For a while you can live without
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Laaksonen Helsinki, Finland
Laaksonen is a Helsinki-based singer and songwriter. His cinematic pop is driven by classical piano and strings, intricate
synth sounds and beats that often sound like moving glaciers. His atmospheric sound is contrasted by frank and honest lyrics tackling contemporary themes in a fresh way.
Laaksonen is a lover of exquisite teas, Paris and handmade fedora hats.
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