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in a bar
03:06
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words & music by navrovski and montgommery
i was hoping
she was smoking
i was staring
she was dancing
he was in a bar
you were behind the counter
he was drinking
you were talking loud
i was older
she was cold and
i was failing
she was playing
he was never happy
you were on the loose
he was feeling lonely
you were never alone
i was closer
she was hot and
i was talking
she wasn’t listening
he was an only son
you were not interested
he was boring
you were bored as if you were born to be something else than you wanted
i was told that
she was lonely
i was singing
she was with me
he was a believer
you were his goddess
he was living in the city
you were never alone
he was hoping
i was smoking
she was staring
we were dancing
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an ode to 2:36 am
05:50
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words by navrovski
music by navrovski, gomez & kanem
tea with sugar
at two thirty-six am
some night music
the lights already out
the candle not yet
the words fall hard
out of my mouth
in ink, paper and pen
as if these concepts
should still be translated
into something touchable
into words
tea with sugar
at two thirty-six am
and some night music
nothing else
nothing more
does today carry the dawn
her feigned blueness
or causes the dawn her greyness
might this ochre morning
be meaningless
there is no more than an incoherent shout
for contradictions
a plea for contemptation
a cube full of emotions
a load of innocence in world war two
a fatal, ended fashion show
corrupting corruption
fertility
or failing virtue
a road to longings
a gap in august
a dance dreaming
a surprising cliché
a cup of coffee, an ashtray, a piano [playing]
a fatal ending fashion show
fearful fear
a road to virtuality
joy in silence
the heart of the city
an ode
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naked clavicles
05:37
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words by navrovski, eli draught & montgommery
music by navrovski, montgommery
she speaks with
the movement of her body
she gives me many reasons
to seek for the essence
of something like chocolate
but i'm not thinking straight
& i don't even like chocolate
she floats on
the movements of her body
and quotes something
completely irrelevant
i'm not thinking straight
i'm only able to gaze
only watching
her naked clavicles
she speaks with
the movement of her body
dressed in elegancy
i'm just
watching her naked clavicles
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how i'll lose my key
03:37
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words by navrovski, music by navrovski and montgommery
leaning on a table
i am fastening an earnest and prolongued gaze on some object
two loathsome birds
flying 'round my ears
the are humming nonsense
they are humming nonsensically
and i am feeling as a pole in kuala lumpur
i am staring true the window
two loathsome birds
flying 'round my head
they are humming loud
they are humming proud
they are humming stoutly
about books i have never read
they land on my shoulder
lift me up a little
and then drop me
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malone dies alone
07:47
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words by montgommery/navrovski
music by navrovski
does it sound does
it sounds like a summer day in the park
does it matter if she
can't keep wrong from
right or whether she sleeps
at night or whether or not
she sleeps at day
she shines in the first light of dawn
on a summer day in the park
does it matter if i can't tell a smile from
i can't tell / i can't tell anything / i can't
tell about / i can tell anything about / i can't tell about
i can tell anything about / what didn't happen at
night / i can't tell / i can't tell anything / i can't tell
a smile from none / i can tell anything about / what might happen
at night
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darkening neon lights
03:31
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words & music by montgommery & navrovski
sung by uncle arthur
a dark street fails
whispers the alley
concentrate at ease
a very little thing revolved around the fire
the old nightingale
whispers in the alley
duplicate the trees
any little thing evolves, tell your nurse
the neon lights
make you look pale
and if we knew
a dark street fails
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winteresque
06:31
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it’s a nice night / its eyes tonight / it’s cold outside / but i don’t feel anything / maybe it’s the winter / maybe i feel something / that makes us feel cold / maybe it isn’t / after a sunny day / after a cold day
maybe it’s the cold / maybe it is the knife/knight/night
the moon shines in the snow / the full moon shines all night long / without clouds / without feeling / maybe it’s the cold / without feeling / maybe it’s the moon / but i don’t feel anything
maybe it’s the sun shining in the snow / it’s a nice night / but i don’t feel anything / it’s a nice ride / the eyes between your thighs / the eyes between your legs
the snow between your fingers / the thoughts between your ears
the strange situations on a winter night / when you don’t feel anything / but i don’t feel anything / it‘s a nice ride / it’s a nice night / the moon is shining / the sun was shining / the moon is shining / in the snow / in the cold / but i don’t feel anything / shining in your thighs / shining in your eyes / shining in your heart / the wind / the mute / the noise / shining between your thighs / shining in your eyes / shining in your sunglasses / shining in your moonglasses / she shines between your thighs / but i don’t feel anything in a winter night
maybe i should go / go to sleep and dream while the sun is shining in the snow / i want to go to bed while the sun is shining in the snow / i want to fall asleep while the moon is shining in the water but i don’t feel anything / maybe it’s the cold / maybe i need some sleep while it’s a bright day / i want another / it’s a very nice day / i want a new one / it’s a very nice day / i want a new one
shining in your eyes / i want to sleep / shining in your sleep / i want to sleep / shining in your heart [i want to sleep] shining in your mind / i don’t feel anything / shining in your sleep / i don’t feel anything / maybe it’s the cold / maybe it is / maybe it’s the sun / it’s a nice day / it’s a very nice night, isn’t it a nice day / it is a nice ride / the sun between your legs / the moon between thighs / the snow between fingers and the crowd in your eyes
and you don’t feel anything / i don’t feel anything / and you don’t feel anything / is it / it is / i don’t feel anything / it’s a nice night / is it / it is / isn’t it a nice day / is it / it is / it should be
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her faint blueness
00:51
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might this ochre morning
06:08
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by a red shepherd
02:07
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does today carry the dawn
her faint blueness
or causes the dawn her greyness
might this ochre morning be meaningless
it's seems
that the noon-sun saw the lights
that shines in itself
taking possession of itself
the shining light in him
taking possession of himself
but her eyes were shut by a red shepherd,
smiling butler of beauty
the night
threatening sometimes like black
soft & actually something inexplicable
contemplating and his niece
wasn't waiting for the dusk
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