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The miracle of hell
04:08
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let's get this over with yet she said
none of what you feel or fear ain't real
you're hiding but nobody's searching
you're hiding but nobody's waiting
for you
The highest thought is always full of joy
The clearest talk comes with truth little boy
still you can call this hell, it's just a thought
this ain't new
that's when she added
love is the miracle of hell
It rests, opens, expands
and you'll never get its sense
The miracle of hell
ever since we're born, we stand
in dream of that demand
that illuminate our senses
the miracle of hell
let's get this over with, then he said
Well you've got a point, but let me explain
nobody ever took care of me
hell is where I stand, and love is a myth
yes it is
whenever I trust, I end up wounded
whenever I commit, I end up betrayed
I like your thoughts but practically
they ain't true
oh don't you know that
love is the miracle of hell
it pushes us, upends,
making sense to some extend
the miracle of hell
ever since we're born, we stand
in dream of that romance
that would transform our lives and
would put an end
to my childish habits
my awkward taste for destroying everything
in the name of freedom coloured with selfishness
make it happen and I'll certify
it's a miracle of hell
the miracle of hell
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I often end up doing things that are not in my bag
How long is it since I have been? truth is I never have
What turns me on leads where I go, but then I lose my path
Looking back on the time before, wondering what the hell I'm at
Is this a privilege or a curse?
A perverse honor or even worse
my heart drive's not much bigger than 1 or 2 gigabytes
Since 2 or 3 love stories have it unable to start
Over and a relentless mix of sweetness and violence
Is all what's left of my old tricks, with loneliness and silence
Is this a privilege or a curse?
Don't let yourself drown with those words
I want you to be yourself, be baby
Don't get all stuck up with life babe
No, you don't get all stuck up with life babe
I often end up doing things that are not in my bag
How long is it since I have been? truth is I never have
What turns me on leads where I go, but then I lose my path
Looking back on the time before, wondering what the hell I'm at
my heart drive's not much bigger than 1 or 2 gigabytes
Since 2 or 3 love stories have it unable to start
Over and a relentless mix of sweetness and violence
Is all what's left of my old tricks, with loneliness and silence
But sometimes I feel the strangest thing
Like the meaning of life
And I can't put it into words or anything
But it goes deep inside
it lapses eventually but still
Remain a sense of calm
That gets me to hope that in the end
Everything will be alright
Everything will be alright
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3. |
The right way
05:00
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don’t know if it’s the right way
but i guess it’s leading me somewhere
somewhere so far from where we where
maybe tomorrow I’ll be
maybe I’ll be lost in a place I know
lost again in a place we used to go
but I’m not so mad at you
I’m not so mad at you
not angry after all
Noooooo….
don’t know if it’s the right way
but at least it’s leading me somewhere
somewhere closer to who I am
but I doubt tomorrow's the day
oh I doubt there's a day when
when tomorrow will know who I am
But I don't mind
noooooooo
can't know if any way
well I can't know if any way
is the right way
I can't know
can't know but I don't care
cos the only one for me
oh the only way that's right for me
is the one I'm walking on
and I'm fine
I swear I'm fine
I swear I'm fine
I'm fine
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Breath in/out
04:31
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Breath in, Breath Out
there's a dog at your door
it'll stay here all night
hunting down the wolves
so close your eyes
don't think
just tell it like
like it is
the good time is now
and in a moment you'll see
how perfect you are
how perfect we'll be
There's no foreseeable future
that you'd have to worry about
Just a glimpse of how tender
the night will always be in fact
so close your eyes
and see
and tell it like
like it is
there's no need to be afraid
no need for those
mind games popping in your head
like hail on windows
there's shit above as much as under
so close your eyes, don't think
and tell it like
like it is
yes close your eyes and see
and tell it like
like it is
there's no need to be afraid
no need for those
mind games popping in your head
like hail on windows
grass is always greener
where you water it
don't hang yourself up
to rise higher
there's shit above as much as under
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X&Y Paris, France
X&Y is like a love story.
Obvious and tortured.
Sweet and aggressive.
Melodic and raw.
It's the art of contradiction, a reflect on our dualities.
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