Ken Damkier songs
I wrote these words after a rough gig last night.
Can't speak propper English,
and I wonder where these words came from?
The submerged observation of the unconcious?
No... could'nt be - The unconcious can't be observed
if unconcious I guess(-:
But what the heck... I just added chords to it and sounds came out
with the steem of whisky air.
Not a song really, just a statement of the moment.
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I’m thousands tears behind
Can't speak propper English,
and I wonder where these words came from?
The submerged observation of the unconcious?
No... could'nt be - The unconcious can't be observed
if unconcious I guess(-:
But what the heck... I just added chords to it and sounds came out
with the steem of whisky air.
Not a song really, just a statement of the moment.
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I’m thousands tears behind
Nicotine curtains Yellow fingers
Down the line you will find
Funeral ceremony singers
There’re thousand things to find
Envelope curtains and left over’s
Unpaid debt left behind
Well-preserved guitars and takeovers
All the curtains on my mind
they are hiding the real me
they are hiding the real me
When I’m gone you might find
what I wanted to be
what I wanted to be
And thousand years from earth
Filthy old curtains and a letter
Found in vain in the dirt
Sheltered in from bad weather
Sheltered there from bad weather
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