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On the way back home
05:06
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Sit down here again and tell me all about this fairytail
We’ve seen too much hiding fear inside this cave
But this time is over, we'll try and try to win by our own for the light to become will, dear friend, let’s take the road
I was where bullets fly above the orphan child
I heard a young man praying to stay alive
where the homeless are waiting for their stars army in the dark
Where the hearts start falling apart
set the love more closer, set the love that close on the way back home…
until I come home, and fall into your arms
I’ll ring off the phone when emptiness calls
But this time is over, we'll try and try to win by our own for the light to become will, dear friend let’s take the road
where the homeless are waiting their stars army in the dark
Where the hearts start falling apart
Strain to lay off (what) you’ve known
(cause) when rise the shadows you won't be covered
and chase the time that you want
staring at the final show
Driving away from what I used to know
when the crippling ghost comes too
and the dirty man starts to reload
maybe aiming (at) where I’m gonna find you
well, times go fast and I should have known
that the borderline still below me
and that tree is not too tall,
now I can see it
well, laugh a lot because you should know
that your mind will get the answer
and your heart will dismiss the weakness
(that) you hide again
But that ghost
That stranger
Stares at me on the road
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Here bleeding babe
03:31
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I am dreamer
Who tries to do things the right way
but god, if you can see her
when the night comes and light goes away
I'm here alone, babe, you don't have to go home, maybe is time to fall easily in love
There was a time where you and I, fell down into the hole
step aside from the blinding light, cause I will be here for long
Call me again, be my angel, cause I’m here bleeding babe
Don’t be shy my new angel, cause you make me lose my ways
I'm here alone, babe, you don't have to go home, maybe is time to fall easily in love
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Train passenger
05:06
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It’s Growing cold in your hands
The light will never go back ‘til the rain ends
We are too scared to run
When a new train is coming to the town
Her eyes show the light that I’ve known
How beautiful arms!
Will guide you into the land of hope
Push my heart to find a plea
And what I found
Is not just love dear, but a key
I read the advice in a rock
Which said
The silent gift will set you free
In this old town (we) face every fight
Use the wrong side (that) you belong
Dear bro, with no love we are growing cold and so alone
In this old town (we) face every fight
Use the wrong side (that) you belong
Dear bro, with no love we are growing cold
Carry on if the flame goes
Then will come the white horse
In this old town (we) face every fight
Use the wrong side (that) you belong
Dear bro, with no love we are growing cold
(we’ve been in the storm so long)
Use the wrong side you belong now
Melt the ice, we got time
we were called to ride the road
we were called to ride the road
we were called to ride the road
we were called to ride the road
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Earthborn
03:40
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I’ve been waiting for some answer
Who could tell me if I did it wrong?
I’ll miss your honey eyes and I’ll still think that
you're not on the same line of the earthborn
I would follow through the tide
Running to the stars
Even if I turn blind
I would follow through the tide
Running to the stars
rewrite the trace we left back
I hate the trace, that I have painted
‘Cause I know that I hurt you
Knees in solid snow, while the maker says
“It’s not your way, it’s not your way”
I would follow through the tide
Running to the stars
Even if I turn blind
I would follow through the tide
Running to the stars
rewrite the trace we left back
While the Eros plan is done
I’m in a dead end street,
I’m felt right at home
I left a bit of me,
you left a little bit too, that I will keep
I would follow you
I would follow you
I would follow you
I would follow you
I would follow you
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The wheel spins again
04:42
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Rage rage against the tricks of the dark
It’s a silent fight between hearts and minds
Kick my flesh now….
winter comes from nowhere
but good seeds still growing
look at them now, look at them
Dear of mine
Enjoy your quest
for the whistle of time
makes the wheel spin again
but dear, into a dusty field I tried to drag me home
just to find me something I knew had gone
I set my oldest ghost into the line just in front of you now
I tried and tried to hold on, and for a while, I’ve been trying to come home
it was a time when I saw her wonder, if into her eyes we still got that blessed hill
where we ran and began to call it home
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Confess to me lord
03:30
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Well it’s time to meet the maker
Even here I keep a piece of you and I
When the time paints the road
And a bird sings along
Remind all about home
I wonder if she loved me at all
I can't go back to the beginning
When we were strong just before fuck it up
It seems like I won't forget that
I can't deny from my veins that I belong to her
Lord send me back to the land I belong
Cause I could travel through mountains and clouds
Just fix me up now
This heart is still running, keeping an eye on you, baby I am the number one
I whispered innocently why you didn’t help me when I begged for her
Why you didn't help when I begged for her
Why you didn't help when I begged for her
For her…..
Lord explain why you not lent your hand
Confess to me honestly if I can try it again
Can try it again…
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No Room PM, Spain
Miquel Marquet - Drums
Enric Hernaiz - Guitar
Faust Morell- Guitar
Tomeu Mir - Bass
Nacho Valestrini - Lead Vocals and Guitar
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