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Get around
I always will
Iâll be driving my life
Uphill
And thatâs a parallel itâs all intact
Iâm in
You should never give up
Thereâs no exclusive cover up
Music like the beat of our hearts
Itâs just a tree
Itâs just a street
The ground so wet
You can almost see
Yourself in it smell
The autumn leaves
You can almost tell
This must be real
I move a step
Another discovery
The plain is vast
And the people are tiny
Iâm on my floor
Almost at my room
I think I wonât
Go to bed this soon
I switch the channel
I jump into a scene
The cimbalom player
Playing in the big street
He moves his hammers
On the strings so fierce
A song about the shadow
In the big street
Resonating in the streets
The sound of the hammering theme
All the spirits of the past
Are sung too at last
Give that gypsy girl some dough
So she donât cast her spells on yâall
Standing like a doll on a string
And wiggle your head
If you give the dog a bone
Heâll still find his way back home
You are not even half there
And youâre in a state
Buy some flowers for your girl
Tell her that the battleâs been fought
Tell her that youâve been far enough
And that youâre willing to
Get around
I always will
Iâll be driving my life
Uphill
And thatâs a parallel itâs all intact
Iâm in
You should never give up
Thereâs no exclusive cover up
Music like the beat of our hearts
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- As It Ever Was
- Miscellaneous
- My Heroics, Part One (Edited Version)
- Absynthe Minded (Bonus Edition)
- Introducing
- De Afrekening, Volume 39
- New Day
- Life Is Music 2012.1
- De Afrekening, Volume 54
- Life Is Music 2013.1
- Me Time Summer Time
- De Afrekening 54
- Life Is Music 2012, Vol. 1
- Humo 2012
- Alle 40 Goed: Belpop
- Life Is Music 2013/1
- Les Inrockuptibles : Printemps-été 2012
- Space
- Humo Selecteert - Meer Dan Het Beste Uit 2012
- Life Is Music 2012.2