1. |
worth the trip
03:57
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we didn't move
we didn't speak
we didn't dance
we didn't fall
so how did we get here ?
We didn't prove
nobody nuthin'
neither experience
nor any change
so how did we get here ?
Growin' up...
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2. |
the minute opposite
03:28
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The minute opposite my birthday
The extra exit of a fairy tale
I’m coming to see you rise
Until you reach your final widest size
Failures parallel to success
Only you can make a difference
I’ll be there within a while
In time to fit into your largest smile
I’ve been leaving stones along the track
Persuaded I’d be walking back
I’ve been breaking all the spells
To make sure I would ring your brightest bells
Finest wings since 1972
Finest wings since 1972
Finest wings
I’ve been trusting what I cared for
Some tired ghosts, a magic mirror
I’ve been saving a few kings
Now I get ready for your sweetest wings
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3. |
x-axis
05:28
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How do you
forsake time
how do you
escape space
i'm partly here
and partly gone
i'm pretty high
and pretty down
half full
half empty
...
i will level my love
half a genius
half a fool
...
i'll do my best
i weigh my needs
and need some weight
i bend my knees
but still stand straight
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4. |
unmistakeably human
04:41
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My business is to learn from what i
Try to forget. It’s a growing con-
Cern since I’m always getting older
Leaving more space for new ghosts to dwell
No ink for a black list
I’m just a wishing well
Getting ready for the next mistake
My business is to cheat from what i
Learn. Call me a Siamese cyclop
Now you know what to expect from me
Now you know what it takes to love me
No ink for a black heart
I’m just a shooting star
Shining pretty on the next mistake
No ink for a black list
No ink for a black heart
Unmistakeably human
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5. |
the ghost of a chance
03:46
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i let you talk
i let you talk inside me
i let you walk
i let you walk around me
i tell you things
i tell you things of my own
i call your wings
i call your wings to save my bones
it's late to talk
it's late to talk about me
it's late to walk
it's late to walk away from me
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6. |
1000 songs
04:33
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a blink of your eye
a spark inside
and i feel so wide
a smile from the soul
a joy like a rule
i'll never get full
your fingers touch
my ear in such
a way that makes me crush
the touch of your lips
the twist of your hips
forever in a glimpse
a hair on the floor
a note on the door
make me ask for more
i can hear those thousand songs
you are singing to me
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7. |
the story of a smile
03:08
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Figures make numbers and numbers combine
oh
angels make wonders and you stand in line
oh
(why) expecting water to turn into wine
oh
(i'll) help you accept the past you left behind
oh
don't blame the shadow for being too cold
oh
just step aside it's all glimmering gold
oh
through fear and darkness you will see the sign
oh
numbers make figures, i'm your six's nine
oh
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8. |
after the tone
04:16
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One frequency to get closer to you
One phase shift and I get away from you
We’re drifting to a hazard zone
Making the best use of our phone
One impulse and I get closer to you
One earth lift and I’m miles away from you
We’re learning well how to revolve
Making the best use of our love
After the tone we're on our own
Worshipping memories to the bone
Spit
Spell
The words you cannot tell
After the tone we're on our own
Worshipping memories to the bone
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9. |
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(oh baby from your)
fin-ger-tips
to-your-heart
(there's a) ra-ging-stream
(of) flesh-and-blood
your landscape lies
sweaty and sweet
your mountains rise
flagless and bare
rotating compass
translating stars
to drawing maps
from the scratch
(oh baby you're my) new-found-land
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10. |
a new step
03:25
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Under no circumstance
Under no circumstance
Memories shall make sense
It’s at my own expense
It’s at your own expense
We’re going in circles
Trust no experience
Trust no experience
But our personal whirls
Let’s make up our own dance
Let’s make up our own trance
Anticipating chance
I just need a break
from that same old song
we'll take some time
for our personal mistakes
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11. |
vertical horizon
06:32
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i don't use eyes
the way they do
i don't use words
to speak to you
i set my time
non-linearwise
my staring one
you make me rise
my love is higher than a step
i don't use eyes
the way they do
i don't use words
to speak to you
i set my time
from death to birth
my sunny one
you make me rise
my love is higher than a step
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philippe thiphaine soundtracks Paris, France
*Guitarist in Käppar, Heliogabale and Orval Carlos Sibelius.
*Part of M83 as a touring band in
2004/2005.
*Solo projects : the Crooner of Doom, This Side of Jordan, Song Namo, Fisheye Norton, Yolk.
*Guitarist in the bands Business With The Cloud, Bellflower, Ondata, Simple Appareil.
*Film/theatre soundtrack composer.
*Collaborated in projects such as Oxbow, la Vierge de Nuremberg, Zora Mudd, etc.
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