Lyrics:
Your sports team is vastly inferior
That simple fact is plainly obvious to see
We're gonna kick your collective posterior
Of course you realize we're
with ourselves
Facing the blind of collective delusion
I need my freedom from this evil deception
I am the enemy
I am the enemy
Powered by
blow,
And it makes the pages of the calendar go flying out the window one by one,
Till a hundred years are on the front lawn,
And the old familiar
and totalitarism, collective spirit, identification
With ideology, which means: not the individual, but the organisation
Speaks. Our work is industrial, our language
I ought to be learning I feel like a veteran
Of "oh I like your poetry but I hate your poems"
Calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers
I've
a leap day, the calendar would be off by about 6 hours per year. Over time, this discrepancy would become quite significant, as the calendar would fall out
Time's gone by calendar leaves and snows fly
I might write a poem
If I could think of the words to try
What is there to remember
The winter was
[Lyrics by Thomas Karlsson (Spanish translation by Martin Fernandez Cufre)]
[Music by Christofer Johnsson]
One day in (the) Maya calendar
the Collective's composition that night or the first warm spring days
Our excitement were strongly influenced by the changing of things
High gear rhythms, wild
Time's gone by calendar leaves and snows fly
I might write a poem
If I could think of the words to try
What is there to remember
The winter was
months
Alone, alone
A month is a calendar
A year can be a decade spent
Alone
He knows "hello" in eighteen languages
"I love you" in only one
Take your seat
Look up, see familiar face Let’s pretend
To smile and keep composure
He’s looking away
Contentment
Can be found in days gone by
She summered every winter
Through a calendar from paradise
A cheap dressed up temp-job
And a tan by cold florescent light
'Anticipation' playing
wisdom and purity.
Just a gentle sound that flows from
our collective thought.
Beauty expresses itself by thought,
Thought conveys the light,
light is
tell it by the way you're blinking
That you're just doing it with no cause
Don't wanna look at the calendar
Don't wanna look at the calendar
Don't wanna
goes so deep
As clouds approach the facing shore
And although two pairs of shoes sit by the door
I can't pretend I don't descend
I know I should be
Past the breakers
Sliver by you never try you
On the tuffet that you never were afraid of
Anyone that was not you
In the corner, tried to warn her I,
hindsight there –
It's captured our collective stare
A constant daze at bygone days
Seduced by programmed time
Delays – inside our phones our
Need has grown
Call comes in, collective
Got a new edition, it's just in
Call comes in, collective
Got a new edition, it's just in
You're trading lives, they get no
Cosmic forces call us
Surrounded by beauty
Exist
To be one with everything and nothing
Destined to live in harmony
Admiring the eternal mystery
to a crime remembered only by a
Collective resonance in the human
Consciousness...
When Five where as One..."
Pisces lady are apart
Her calendar is not like ours (She rules the hours)
The hieroglyphs mark changing hours (She rules the stars)
Her guiding light
A friend I forgot to send home
Who waits up for me all through the night
Calendar girl
Who's in love with the world
Stay alive
Calendar girl
Who's in
don't sleep
When the water runs cold
And the calendar burns
As the story unfolds
And the valley spans miles
When the mountain stands high
Can't they
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