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No Life on Mars
00:56
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there's a room
behind the wall
my own secret
my hidden place
where i feel protected
from the human race
but i can't stay here
this won't last
there's no love on earth here
and no life on mars
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The Volunteer
04:53
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she watches the rain from inside
and curses the rain from inside
she works as a volunteer at the shelter
for people who hide from weather
i don't think it's strange
i don't think it's strange
it's just their way
she drinks from her constant teacup
and talks to her constant teacup
only sometimes someone else gets a word in
as she's consulting with her tea leaves
i don't think it's strange
i don't think it's strange
it's just her way
sometimes she doesn't come down for days
struggling with going from phase to phase
sometimes she doesn't come down for days
you don't need to make excuses
it's just her way
she waits for her bus to come by
her plain white bus to come by
she smiles at the driver who as a kind smile
he's a volunteer with a kind smile
and nothing is strange
nothing is strange
it's just their way
she listens to the 'blurred crusade' again
she listens to the 'blurred crusade' again
again, again
sometimes she doesn't come down for days
struggling with going from phase to phase
sometimes she doesn't come down for days
you don't need to make excuses
you don't need to make excuses
it's just her way, just her way
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I want to paint a landscape I want to use every colour on my palette
I want to paint your portrait I want to use every colour on my palette
To capture all your moods to capture all your passions
Like I've seen a thousand times before
Like I've seen a thousand times before
I want to mix my colours I want them all to be anything but perfect
I want to mix my brush strokes I want them all to be anything but perfect
To capture all my moods to capture all my passions
Like you've seen a thousand times before
Like you've seen a thousand times before
There are purple suns I paint on your eyes
And my canvas is skin and I pick at the sores
Till the blood runs clean
I want to paint this moment I want to freeze all our memories here forever
To capture all these moods to capture all these passions
Like I've seen a thousand times before
Like we've seen a thousand times before
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Privileged Girl
03:37
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the first time i saw her house
it left me quite undone
she had gardens full of lakes and
the lakes were full of gardens
the first time i walked inside
i had to remove my hat
she had a doorman for her door
and another to collect my hat
yes she was a privileged girl
yes she was a privileged girl
everyday was summer
everyday was summer for her
the first time i saw her room
'twas like a department store
there was little left to desire
there was little left to want
yes she was a privileged girl
yes she was a privileged girl
everyday was summer
everyday was summer
the first time we were alone
i felt this quaint unease
a fragment in a foreign world
a foreign world of disquiet unease
yes she was a privileged girl
yes she was a privileged girl
everyday was summer
everyday was summer for her
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The Wishing Well
04:01
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there's sun and there's sky
and there's air but there's nothing to do
there's rivers and hills
and there's field but they're boring to you
and there's a wishing well if you wish to drown
standing up
but i don't recommend it, it's not that deep
there's life and there's death
and there's nothing between them for you
there' future and past and there's hope
but that's boring for you
and there's a wishing well if you wish to drown
standing up
i wouldn't recommend it, it's not that deep
i have a pocketful of pennies for the wishing well
at the end of my garden
i have a pocketful of pennies for the wishing well
at the end of my garden
at the end of my garden
at the end of my garden
i have a pocketful of pennies for the wishing well
at the end of my garden
at the end of my garden
at the end of my garden
at the end of my garden
at the end of my garden
at the end of my
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winters on mars are very cold
i want to take you let me take you
to my winter on mars
my winter on mars
inside my head there's a room just for you
i want to take you let me take you
to my winter on mars
my winter on mars
alienation and isolation
why don't you come up and press
your face on my window sometime
opposite poles attract and resist
i want to bring you let me bring you
to my winter on mars
my winter on mars
alienation and isolation
why don't you come up and press
your face on my window sometime
even on mars i still have hope
i'll see you one day
even on mars i still have hope
i will see you one day
alienation, isolation
why don't you come up and press
your face on my window sometime
alienation, my isolation
why don't you come up sometime
and make me believe that you're here
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Alien Skin Melbourne, Australia
I've been making darkwave electropop from elements of 80s post-punk subculture for over 40 years. Including years in the Australian band 'Real Life' topping world charts in the 80s with 'Send Me An Angel'.
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