1. |
Dancing with the Stars
02:24
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2. |
Light Rope
06:02
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I'm falling down
I'm falling down a hole
I'm tripping through
I'm through the emptiness inside
My phone is still blinking
from a thousand miles away
And I'm trying to find a way
to reach it, and say
Hello, I'm swimming in a river of oil
I'm lost in a dark place inside
I can't find a way out of this hole
I'm trying to reach the sparkling window pane
I'm falling down
and I'm still smiling
I'm saying that I'm fine out loud
I'm doing fine, I'm fucking fine
My phone is still blinking
from a thousand miles away
And I'm trying to find a way
to reach it, and say
Hello, hello, hello, hello, is there anybody there? hello, hello, can you hear me? hello, I can't hear you, hello, can you hear me? is there anybody there? hello? OK, that's fine, i'm fine..
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3. |
Marathon
04:12
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As I walk through this land of regret
I picture your face, along my way
I see your smile, lighting up the sky
and your perfume, is filling the air
and your hair, waving across my site
as you're getting away from me
As I bite the dust and feel its pain
I taste the bitterness of your void
and the blood covers my sight
and its wound drains my soul
I can still sense your coquetry
luring me to your self
I can still breathe your breath
as i'm trying to rise from the dead
rise from the dead
rise from the dead
I see your smile, lighting up the sky
and your perfume, is filling the air
and your hair, waving across my site
as you're getting away from me
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4. |
Dialogue
03:32
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Every morning, every evening, every hour, every time
You're choking me, you're boring me, you're burning me, you're burying me
Every day and every night, every step of my fucking life
You're watching me, you're controlling me, you're feeding me, you're deceiving me
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5. |
Day by Day
03:42
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When the sun light up the earth
The warm illusion of
The virtual pleasure of
the life, forces itself in
When the sun goes down
The clouds of sorrow cover my sky
The rain of ash pours on my soul
I can't breathe in this dark, grave hole
I can't breathe in this dark, grave hole
When the sky was clear and blue
The cool breeze of
The real joy of the life
forces itself in
When the sun goes down
The clouds of sorrow cover my sky
The rain of ash pours on my soul
I can't breathe in this dark, grave hole
I can't breathe in this dark, grave hole
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6. |
Soon Enough
04:00
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Time is a weird thing
It stretches to a lifetime
And it shrinks into a tiny moment
Right when you don't need it to
And we will pass through it, like a flash
Don't worry, take it easy
Cause eventually, we'll die, soon enough
Don't worry, take it easy
Cause eventually, we'll die, soon enough
The moments, slip through our fingers
the laughs and the cries
And we are some passengers
having a one way ticket, to the end
Don't worry, take it easy
Cause eventually, we'll die, soon enough
Don't worry, take it easy
Cause eventually, we'll die, soon enough
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7. |
The Secret
05:00
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A secret was with me, I told the mountain
A secret was with me, I told the well
With my own secret, at last i arrived
I uttered no words
You uttered no words
I was shedding tears
You were shedding tears
The i sealed my lips
And you read from my eyes
On the lengthy path, alone and lonesome
I told the black horse, I told the stones
With my own secret, at last i arrived
I uttered no words
You uttered no words
I was shedding tears
You were shedding tears
The i sealed my lips
And you read from my eyes
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Surplus Iran
"Surplus", is a narration by Sepehr Haghighi, based in Norway. It has been active since 2011. It covers various genres and
styles, with an experimental approach. At the moment its focus is on post-progressive rock genre.
Logo design by Masoud Alireza
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