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Echo's bones

by Godot & the Parasites

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1.
The coaching is not so good I’m on the strings The opposite boxer won’t wait the ring Some sad professors taught me how to climb, But no one here told me how to dive Hold on and breathe Life on a ring … An uppercut on my detached jaw A man alone can’t fight against the law Can’t stand the judges who say you’re not allowed But against the current you won’t make old bones Hold on and breathe Life on a ring … Knock out again, no more face to face Believe again you can end the race One life, two roads, so fatal choice, Can’t immune you against audience salvos Hold on and breathe Life on a ring … Last round went fast, I’m here again How can you explain I’m still out of pain ? Knocking rhythms … Knocking rhythms … Knocking rhythms …. Knocking rhythms … If there is a moral in this real story The world is amoral and the boys can’t leave I believe in the voices who say hold on But understand the guys who throw away the sponge Hold on and breathe Life on a ring … Hold on …
2.
Creeping down the streets Creeping under leaves Above the twilight, it seems to be Like a cold morning rain As if to solve our pain It just remains the faith to solve … Our souls and hearts And precious lives It still remains the faith save our poor lives Our souls and hearts And precious lives It still remains the faith save our poor lives Living underneath Lying under wheels Without a doubt we’ve left you all Our clothes, our hearts Our minor (miner) mind so close They will sell our hairs to stars … Our souls and hearts And precious lives It still remains the faith save our poor lives Our souls and hearts And precious lives It still remains the faith save our poor lives And they will sell our hairs to stars But our nude skull will be smooth And in front of god we will be pure We will be bald, bald but pure Our souls and hearts And precious lives It still remains the faith save our poor lives Our souls and hearts And precious lives It still remains the faith save our poor lives Yeah … Our souls and hearts And precious lives It still remains the faith save our poor lives …
3.
Stay inside, behind the line, On Magical Theatre yeah Anybody who droops the drop Condemn the exit way I felt so old, I felt so tall I mess the train to hell Alienation, inhibition, Well I dismissed the pain Follow me around, follow me around, follow me around … Don’t you know I’m going crazy, lazy, Feels like the end Don’t you know I’m going crazy, lazy, Feels like the end Plain of flowers, full of souls I hope you lay your bag No expectation, no correlation, Just need to keep you warm I burn like a book, I’m Icarius And I belong to you Stop explanation, don’t need position Come into my room Follow me around, follow me around, follow me around … Don’t you know I’m going crazy, lazy, Feels like the end Don’t you know I’m going crazy, lazy, Feels like the end Follow me around, follow me around, follow me around … Follow me around, follow me around, follow me around … Or just kill me
4.
Taste of ... 04:27
Wasting time galore, in shade Trust it will come, but the wait won’t pay Sometimes the past has a smell That we won’t find today Sometimes the past has the taste of … Waves of eloquent silences still in shade Broken memories and crashing sense Sometimes the past has a smell That we won’t find today Sometimes the past has the taste of … Here leave in peace the taste The deepest memory test What else stronger on your face This is the final taste of … Wasting time galore, in shade
5.
This is another trust, the final one to lie Your promise seems like dust, not exempt to fly You’re not unable to make my heart explode You’re not my favourite but the only one at all … I looked for a golden heart and I found a silver ring Missing inappropriate, need no ceremony You’re not my enemy, you’re just an asking why You’re not those who I can retain, everything will flow But what kind of lies will you pronounce ? What kind of wind are you believing ? What kind of lies will you understand ? And I can’t help moving … You are the architect, you feel like danger now You are my medicines, but I can’t trust at all You are the asking why, but I’m the asking but The treasure in your heart is well buried But what kind of lies will you pronounce ? What kind of wind are you believing ? What kind of lies will you understand ? And I can’t help moving …
6.
It feels like a twister It feels like a lie Everything is not so clear that you seem to declare I saw ashes and dust I saw the beastly blood Outside it feels so cold It rains in the temple The clerk lost his voice The woody lane leaved its leaves And cried The fountain, ghost in the shade The moaning trees well unchained Smell this wind of death I saw the procession I saw you in dark I saw the deepest face you had It’s just the flowing time Like water of the Fountain’s ghost Just like you’re not virgin anymore
7.
Can’t forget your pain … Can’t forget your pain … All that you wanna leave … All that you wanna leave … Can’t forget your pain … Can’t forget your pain … All that I wanna leave … All that I wanna leave … Looking for lovely place Waiting for lovely face All I want is real But nothing is … Can’t forget your pain … Can’t forget your pain … All that I wanna leave … All that I wanna leave … Looking for lovely place Waiting for lovely face But nothing is … Let’s go now …
8.
Echo's bones 04:24
It’s a little bit confused in my head Feeling … A bit strong, and I’m Falling … Breathing … Echoing … Some kind of winds …
9.
Parasite 04:39
Once again, not for the first time of my life I look for, a place to live With no hope, survive instinct only friend A short lap of times I mean Parasite, that’s the name they gave to me They try to erase but I’m proud to yell that I’m still breathing Paradise, is still a close door for my race But they know that finally I’m part of them Quiet night, with no breath, no cat, no word, All a word but what a gift ! I’m the pea in the Elevator’s joke Laughing subject but not a gift ! Parasite, that’s the name they gave to me They try to erase but I’m proud to yell that I’m still breathing Paradise, is still a close door for my race But they know that finally I’m part of them Once again, not for the first time of my life I look for, a place to leave With no hope, survive instinct only friend A short lap of times I mean
10.
All the country sunrises Made me happy, anywhere But now, these short laps of time Remind me leaves, more falls than rises Hope, they’ll leave me alone Wishing greatful, from morning to night Dive into the holy sleep Stand up for a daydream faith And the rays are – coming – now ! All … The country sunrises …
11.
T(rain)s 05:07
All these trains which changed my life Which changed my points of view And all these books I’ve read in these carriages Always too late, rarely too far All day, all night, all seek Feel mad on counting hours and believing I’ve crossed all the points And shunted all the coins Following the secret lines I have waxed all the rails Tried to forget the yelling rains Following the secret line All this time thinking of you Making plans for a call A fucking tail in my fucking ass of dog All these sunsets I’ve seen upset Believe or not seek to be ill The hills have never been so smoothed out I’ve crossed all the points And shunted all the coins Following the secret lines I have waxed all the rails Tried to forget the yelling rains Following the secret line I’ve crossed all the points And shunted all the coins Following the secret lines I have waxed all the rails Tried to forget the yelling rains Following the secret line
12.
Once again, we trust What else could we do ? On Richter’s scale we’re on six to nine No other way to be sheep then meat I would follow your steps Anywhere you go, and after that I would dive into, the fire feels so pure You said They could scream, I’ll shot So good to be blind, and deaf And definitely innocent Your name will stay unique in history How fragile I am, and how strong you are And when begin, the final crusade I burn inside, so cure me I’m ill To be Once again, we trust What else could we do ? On Richter’s scale we’re on six to nine No other way to be sheep then meat Pull me out Out from darkness to light Pull me out Breaking me through the other side

about

The quite Haunted
"I thought they were Holy!?"
Parasites are

Benoit Bel as Estragon
Maxime Vavasseur as Vladimir
Mathias Villard as Pozzo
Romain Garcia as Lucky
David "Blues" Thomas as Krapp
Nicolas Souchko as Ticklepenny
Pierre Yves Côte as Murphy
François Forestier as Watt
Jean Marie Forestier as Hamm
Charlotte Lamotte as Nell
Florian Desmoyer as Clov
Philippe Coulpier as Nagg
Pauline Lapierre as Winnie
Altho as Willy
Martial as Compagny
Godot seems to be called "Jérôme Bodon-Clair" in real life

Produce by Paradise for Parasites
(P) 2008 Paradise for Parasites, All Rights Reserved

credits

released June 25, 2008

All songs inspired by quintuplets winds, digested, then laid on paper sheets & on twelve-strings guitar by Godot. Texts may be indebted to all reading, cooking, drinking-too-much experiences, meetings, sunrises & Australian sunsets on Uhluru, inner revolts involving mass media, especialy TV, mushrooms cathering thinking about John Cage und so weither... All offially declared by Godot.

Fairy arrangements by Godot, Vladimir & Estragon. Brass arrangements by Godot.

This Great escaping disc has been recorded in a "not the one you're thinking about" castle in the misty hill of Cordelle in cold October and November 2007. Some additional tracks were added in a Gallic capital, a Bacchus cupboard, Godot's tree & Forest gumps warm-hearted house.
Master Estragon recorded & mixed all these beautiful sounds.
Godot & the parasites provided last touches & a magical mastering by Willy.
Godot & Winnie made the artwork then manufactured by Compagny.

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