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Humming
03:03
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Humming
I hear the river
Humming along
Sliding along
On this night
This is not the city
This is a long way from home
In the mountains, by the river
Under trees and under stars
The strings are humming
Trees are swaying
The wind whispers
With a warm voice
The strings are humming
A chord is sliding
The night is still
and stars flicker with a minor glow
The sweet scent of flowers
The soft rustle of leafs
The warm wind rising
after the sun has dissapeared
Behind the mountains
Black hills in the distance
Wall of shadows
And behind all that
there’s the sea
Humming
Sliding
Swaying
Swaying
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Windman
03:02
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Windman
I’m the windman
The wind tells me things
You can call ’em secrets and mysteries
Stories from far away and deep within
From a distant land a man is calling me
His voice is on the wind
It’s the kind voice of love
The voice of love
It’s not a cold wind
It’s warm with words
It’s warm with love
Blowing over this cold world, of permafrost
Of increasing costs
Of expending greed
Inflating needs
I’m the windman
The wind tells me certain things
You can call ’em secrets and mysteries
Stories from far away and deep within
I’m the windman
I’ll show you my wings
I’ll flap ‘em loud and fast
Let the warm wind take me anywhere
I’m the windman
My lungs full of wind
I’ll breathe loud and hard
And with every breath I come closer to...
I’m the windman
I’ll prove you my wings
I’ll flap ‘em fast and good
Words, warm and full of love and blood
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My woman the bear
02:45
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My woman, the bear
She woke up a bear
All wild and mad
Hit me with a paw
And left me for dead
I’m dreaming revenge
Retaking my life
I got this master plan
And it starts with a knife
I’m roaming the woods
Searching for holes
To big for a rabbit
To bright for a mole
I’m pooking around
With my spear in the dark
For flickering eyes
And a deep growl
Oh man, oh man
Oh brother, oh sister
I never foresaw this disaster
When I nailed her
There among the trees
Near that rock
Somethings hiding
In the bushes and mud
I have a knife
And I have a gun
I guess I’m gonna get myself
A little fun
I stabbed her in the chest
Shot her in the cunt
I left her for dead
Made sure I wasn’t all wrong
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Among the ruins
02:55
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Among the ruins
I found her among the ruins of an old city
In the shadow she awaited a man
Who cometh from the west
she’d see past, present, future, and
all that lies beyond and all the rest
Our love rose from the hot sand
Its black stones scattered
across the endless plains
We met under a dead tree and
made love in long abandoned caves
My mistress from the ancient world
My love dream of unspoken words
Beauty protected by a veil
In her eyes shone her bright and beautiful spirit
Alone for me
Among the ruins
Among the ruins
Among the ruins we shared our loneliness
Under the tree we shared our lust for life
And with every full moon she took her veil off
and her eyes shone bright moonlight
her eyes shone bright moonlight
her eyes shone bright moonlight
her eyes shone bright moonlight
I found her among the ruins of an old city
In the shadow she awaited a man
who cometh from the west
he’d see past, present, future, and
all that lies beyond and all the rest
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Saigon blues
04:06
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Saigon Blues
The city’s all hot
In a motorcycle rush
A mind deafening noise
This city gives you just one choice
The hustle and bustle
In the belly of the dragon
With its millions of roaring
Fuming two wheeled wagons
Cleansed by the heavy
Endless monsoon rains
On every corner a kitchen
Eat and drink all that you can
Dollar driven country
Cheap dong land
Ho Chi Min profit
Ho Chi Min demand
Saigon Blues
What can you do
I woke up in a room
Twelve stairs up
The fan spinning hard
It’s so God damn hot
Opened the only window
To let the air in
The cities symphony
Came a-rushing in
Ho Chi Min profit
Ho Chi Min demand
Dollar driven country
Cheap dong land
If I stay in this place
Another long hot day
I’ll be lost forever
In a purple haze
Saigon Blues
What can you do
If there’s a place
Both heaven and hell
This city’s a prize winner
This city hits the bell
Dollar driven country
Cheap dong land
Ho Chi Min profit
Ho Chi Min demand
Saigon Blues
What can you do
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All leading to you
03:22
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All leading to you
His love’s a house with thick walls
of ancient stone and bewitched clay
Build on a plain; barren and empty
Where freezing winds play a hard game
The house is rooted in dead soil
Built on a tomb of hard rock
An underground maze of stone bowels
that go deep in many ways
Aah, there’re many ways
Many roads, many demons
All leading to you
She sleeps in a steel coffin
In a warm bath of thick blood
She breathes dark red bubbles
With a crazy laugh she coughs them up
She awakes when the moon is as sharp
as the tip of the Devil’s tail
crawls on all four, on ceiling and walls
ranting, raving, ripping her nails
Aah, there’re many ways
Many roads, many demons
All leading to you
She breaks out of her tomb
Digging through clay and rock
Smashing down the thick walls
Fighting the fierce icewind
Some places are better left alone
They’re not meant to live in
Some places are just too cold
Some places are just too old
Aah, there’re many ways
Many roads, many demons
All leading to you
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400 steps
04:26
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400 steps
400 steps, up the hill we go
400 steps, up the hill we go
to see what’s up there
to see what’s below
400 steps, up the hill we go
we met in Saigon, in the summer breeze
we lost ourselves, in its noisy streets
we jumped on a train, and headed north
got out halfway, in the rain and mud
400 steps, up the hill we go
400 steps, up the hill we go
to see what’s up there
to see what’s below
400 steps, up the hill we go
it all started with this mysterious book
a treasure of poems, spells and koans
a map on which X marks the spot
so we went in search, to try our luck
we read all those old and strange tales
about a hill, in a land, green and still
about a river, and a small wooden boat
about hidden caves and a dark low voice
400 steps, up the hill we go
400 steps, up the hill we go
to see what’s up there
to see what’s below
400 steps, up the hill we go
we made a plan, to get it right
we drove into the dark and silent night
rowed upstream under a full moon
in deep caves we heard the voice of doom
then we watched the sun’s glorious rise
in a bright haze of spiritual light
400 steps between failure or luck
one step at a time, hey, we climbed up
400 steps, up the hill we go
400 steps, up the hill we go
to see what’s up there
to see what’s below
400 steps, up the hill we go
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The hidden
05:20
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The Hidden
The leafs, the snake, the dark
Her feet, the grass, the fangs
The pain, the fall, the kill
The tears, the poison, the fear
The moon, planets and stars
The stillness, dark and deep
The field, stones, ancient grave
The stones, the moon and stars
These are the signs
The keys, the answers
This is a place for breathing
Fragile, defenseless
There’s quicksand
There’s holes
There’s wind
There’s clouds
There’s rain
and storm
The sand, the wind, the storm
The road, the path, all gone
The love, the lost, the love
The storm, the love and wind
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Night of the devil
04:04
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Night of the Devil
We’re bound, my darling, more than ever
My sweetheart, my loving friend
I woke up in the middle of the night
The bed a-shaking and a-moaning
You were dreaming your little hell
I turned on the lights, there were things out there
Your books and pens and the bloody alphabet
A dark painting hovering in mid air
Its horror landscape trembling
As your cigarettes and long fingered hands
From under the bed
The sound of a voice, low, loud, a growl
Something’s creeping under the mattress
A fiend’s there, a devil that won’t come out
A devil’s there, the fiend that won’t come out
Since I am a big boy
I’ve forgotten their faces, the sound of their voices
The color of their eyes, the music they enjoyed
There are crates with toys down in the cellar
They’re stillborn presents of long gone birthdays
The time’s there to bury them far from here, far away
By a tree, near a river
The tree I do remember
Them hot nights, cool wine and the sun’s first rays
Birds singing their first song of day
Those are the songs to be remembered
These are the songs to be remembered
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Kalii gula theme
03:46
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A way out
03:02
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A way out
There’s a road out of here, that I’m gonna take
It leads to the mountains, and then to the sea
It leads to the sea, and then to the desert
There’s a way out of here, that’s what I believe
I’ll take that way, whatever it takes
Whatever it takes, is what I need
I take a boat down any river
Then a plane across the great ocean
On horseback through vast forests
And then on foot to the end of the world
If there’s a way out, yeah, mmmmm
I’ll find that way, I’ll take that road
I’ll take what I need, I’ll sell my soul
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Blues when I was born
03:09
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Blues when I was born
I was born one morning
found the blues waiting in my crib
I was born sad and gloomy
The blues hidin’ in my crib
I told ‘m to get the hell outta there
It’s my crib and not his
The blues would sneak upon me
Every day, for many years
The blues tried to get me
For many nights and many years
He’d follow me to school
He’d be there when I’d done my prayers
The blues was there when I got baptized
The blues was there I learned to read and write
The blues was there when I had my first kiss
The blues was there when I used my fists
The blues was there in the light
The blues was there in deep drunken nights
The was there when I was outta luck
The blues was there when I had a fuck
I got the blues when I was born
I got the blues when I was born
I got the blues when I was born
I got the blues when I was born
I got the blues when I was born
I got the blues when I was born
Into blues I was thrown
I got the blues when I was born
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Wolfman
05:38
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Wolfman
Did you hear of the Wolfman
His howl on the wind
He lives in the woods
Looks like a man, is wolf within
He smells her from afar
Hears her steps on dead wood
His sight’s a telescope
He sees her, every move
His sanctuary and prison
His hide-out and home
The forest is full of ghost and spirit
The Wolfman rules them all
They’re all there to meet her
They’ve all answered to her call
Her song for the Wolfman
Her poem of love
It echoes in the trees
Sticks to twig and leaf
Drips from trunk and stem
Is swallowed by the earth and treasured within
The Wolfman howls
Howls to the moon
She hears his cry
She’ll be there soon
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DUFFHUES
outsider singer-songwriter,
avantgardistic blues, folk,
roots
The songs of DUFFHUES are embedded in avantgardistic blues, roots and folk, with a-typical song structures. Often the songs are like short stories, sometimes with but mostly without a plot, with characters that experience everyday or absurd situations, contemplating current affairs or the imagination..
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