Made In Pulverdingen

by Pulverdingen9

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1.
Sick Joke 06:09
Sailing down in a leaky boat A parachute with too many holes I lost the combination Of my own thoughts Looking at a stranger who was my friend Forgot where i parked again Neither here nor there Fairies playing lowball In my head Giving me all away Like a dog without a bone A gnome with a garden or home Fumbling bumbling my way somewhere Someplace Somehow Is the glass half full Coffee too hot to swallow Too many faces Too little time Whose sick joke was this anyway My best friend is killing me Slowly, piece by piece My vision is gone My memory fades Who played this sick joke on my anyway Everyday i find myself disapearing Everyday i find myself away Everyday i find myself dissapearing Everyday i find myself away…
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The Narrows 05:32
I wanna hear you scream When our bodies touch I wanna see you quiver and shake Slowly turn to dust I'll rise when you touch me When your breath starts to heave Pull your hair back, cover your mouth To quell your orgasmic scream I sometimes think back To Caress Of Steel Dean Man playing in my head Over and over and over again The Requim in my heart Bodies are one… Rain pouring down Wind hits my bones Metal and lights streaking by Miles and miles from home Over the Narrows I walk Over the bridge to you Open door smile on your face One and one makes two
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It's a long, long road And you said youd meet me halfway I've been here three days I haven't meet another soul Makes me wonder somehow Did you lie to me Maybe you just forgot Or maybe you're here, someway I'm not So i'll sing to the open road I might even cry to the wind Hoping where ever you are We'll meet up some way again I wonder now I wonder so hard Should I go another mile Maybe I should just try One more yard Should I sit right here and wait ahwile I looked in your eyes I couldn't see the comprimise Its just my head telling my heart What to feel again Maybe I should give it a rest Maybe I should give it a rest Be content and say we've had the best But the road is long And I've got to go Seems I'm going it alone one more time One more time Its just my head telling my heart What to feel again Maybe I should give it a rest Sometimes Sherlock doesn't have a clue It's a long, long road And you said youd meet me halfway I've been here three days I havent meet another soul Makes me wonder somehow Did you lie to me Maybe you just forgot Or maybe you're here, someway I'm not
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It started up simple enough Hand in hand, pony tails Blind Mans Bluff Lunch in the school yard Games in the park Skipping stones Hide and seek From dawn till dark Sometimes he still finds her there Hiding behind the trees he sees And sometimes she can feel him stare The years went by As they often do Teenage life, a life in hell They got each other through A twist of fate Took her away He watched her as she went A house packed in a little red truck Out the window she wept Sometimes he still finds her there Hiding the trees he sees And sometimes she can feel him stare The best laid plans are laid at our feet Are they ignored or are we just too blind to see Signs after signs give way to science Is there not a place For dreams and mysteries College years found her in Maine Learning to make the world a better place She found another and settled down Had 2 kids, 2 cars And A white picket house Sometimes he still sees her there Hiding behind the tress he sees And sometimes she can feel him stare The best laid plans are laid at our feet Are they ignored or are we just too blind to see Signs after signs give way to science Is there not a place For dreams and mysteries He lived his life in a west coast town Always had her is his heart Playing music, in Surrounding towns We he heard the news Of a plane going down Mother of two, from his town She had been found Sometimes he still finds her there Hiding behind the tress he sees And sometimes she can feel him stare

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released September 16, 2017

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Pulverdingen9 Pulverdingen, Germany

Was bekommt man, wenn man einen sin­genden Multiinstru­mentalisten
aus Se­attle, einen klassikbe­geisterten Bassisten aus Asperg, einen
rockenden Flamenco-Gitrarristen aus Roß­wag und einen fränkischen
Punk-Schlagzeuger mit schottischem Whiskey und viel Spaß mixt?

Pulverdingen9 ist eine erlesene Synthese von Klängen, seltsamen
Timings und nachdenklichen Texten jenseits des Mainstreams.
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