Concrete

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Track 2

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I barely remember my instincts, my home,
a golden age of my own.
On a concrete ground I watch the weather change,
things we should never derange.

I see beauty in dying flowers.
I find bliss in acid rain.
These days it all seems so mundane.

Everyone is wired to a dying tree.
Everyone is connected to the sea.

On my plastic floor I just can't seem to get
it's all perfectly coherent.

Everyone is wired to a dying tree.
Everyone is connected to the sea.
Radio waves radiation in the air we breathe
Everyone is choking on our frequencies

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from Circuithead, released December 1, 2012
Music and Words - Kubbi
Vocals - Live-Andrea Gjessen Rasch

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Kubbi Norway

I make music and post it on the internet.

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