1. |
Compassion Aggression
05:23
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Tone down your wrath
Swap a yell for a laugh
Better spill out compassion
Than to spill out aggression
Limited time on earth
Love for what it's worth
The ten commandments boil down
To a simple sound:
Don't be a cunt
It's as plain as it's blunt
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2. |
Sun
03:05
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See tree upon tree
Welcoming little green sea
Embrace you and me
Rustling leaves above
Hiding in a cooling cove
Clasp you making love
Above flies a bird
Croaks wise comforting word
Tearful visions blurred
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3. |
Great Bear
04:08
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Come down Ursus Major
I invoke you
With widespread arms
To conceive your warmth
Drink with closed eyes
Red dew of your light
My hair burns
My skin wirnkles
Flies away
In glowing embers
Great bear
Again we stand
Face to face
Ready to wrestle
Entangle each other
Sea snakes quenching
Our thirst from our hearts
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4. |
Après nous le déluge
04:23
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Après nous le déluge
We drank conversed raised our grief above the wine felt power streaming into our bodies from the scent of grappa wine and spices
Après nous le deluge
The evening became quiet but not silent the gestures gained new significance the blind learned to see with their fingertips
Après nous le deluge
In the silence which lowered on our heads single words hovered and sparkled in clear light
Après nous le deluge
We poured the remains of the wine on the floor got up and were blown like snowflakes onto the cold road
Après nous le deluge
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5. |
Underground Around
04:14
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the night is breathing slowly
the clock just ticks away
I lie awake at night
I‘m waiting for the day
my heart still beats so fast
I barely hear a sound
only creaking on the floor
I am going underground
to hide away from love
hide away from pain
my mind continues reeling
I hear the falling rain
the rushing of the water
the damp and smelly air
don’t know how long I’m here
don’t know what and when and where
dripping sounds in the underground
stumbling through the tubes
straying on the slippery ground
my mind goes ‘round and around and around
I travel through the sewer
I travel to the rats
stench and gurgling noise
the sound of squealing bats
deep in the darkest gutter
I find again your face
an open heart to creep inside
a warm and cosy space
dripping sounds in the underground
stumbling through the tubes
straying on the slippery ground
my mind goes ‘round and around and around
I remember your voice
I remember your soul
your beard and your hairy chest
I got lost in your eyes
your giggling screams of joy
only you could ease my unrest
dripping sounds in the underground
stumbling through the tubes
straying on the slippery ground
my mind goes ‘round and around and around
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6. |
Dog and Lion
06:21
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I dreamt of a dog and a lion
who came to caress me
in a dark foggy night
as I lay in bed
like on a rock
beneath hazy stars
the dog licked my body
I felt the tickle of a predator
nibbling at me
the lion raised his head
into the nocturnal sky
roared desire into the blurred blue
around me the sharp teeth
of castle walls rose into the night
the wet grass licked my ankles
tender as the dog's tongue
the lion threw himself on me
I gave a frightened scream
but he was very gentle
I gripped his fur
and mane in surprise
his silent soothing words
dropped into my ear
I felt the play of his tongue
on my skin
the stars stepped out of the clouds
a cool wind dried the lion's tears
and mine
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with the eyes of a blind
I looked up
felt warmth on my face
ultramarine blots
with hacked off hands
I tried to clasp you
my phantom fingers
felt your phantom body
imaginary kiss
gently touched my lips
on bleeding stumps
I ran through swampy ground
made my way through the snow
sawed off fingers
amputated heart
remembered larks
over meadows smelling
like fresh mornings
my eyes pierced
the diffuse black
bright flash of light
shot through the darkness
after a long time
I felt a shy touch
I felt you inside
and around me
your soft voice
caressed mine
a crust formed
on my wounds
stopped the bleeding
from which my life flowed away
spread out warmth
in the arctic wind
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8. |
Wild Hunt
03:51
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cold wind blows through our fur
a lazy pack which closely crowds together
ever hungry quest for meat
we jump on everything that moves
wild hunt
cold dictates our hunger
we have to eat not to starve
on the watch for cold hunters
with guns and harpoons
wild hunt
we straighten ourselves up and roar
run away quickly across the ice
away from the shots from the hissing
of the men's harpoons who want to hurt us
wild hunt
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9. |
Neringa
04:43
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Neringa carried sand in her apron
to join the islands in front of the bay
to obstruct the sea make a pond for the fish
a present for the man she loved
the sand piled up to long hills
barchans mountains shifting dunes
every desire turns right to sand
when stoic dunes roll over the land
ancient languages are long gone
just houses remain and
toad-formed boards
among the pinewoods heath and sand
each rock is finally ground to sand
the end of each rock is the grain of sand
wind and water play with the earth
blow and wash them back and forth
the west wind blows waves beat the coast
throw them over and drag them away
we find peace where we don’t search
expectations create just misery
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10. |
Under the Grass
04:47
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glowing from the sun
the ground is cool and cold
sun balls split
in the scent of rose and barbecue
sensations shoot through the body
synapses are glowing
try to give direction
to the feelings
the park glows from inside
u.f.o.s sail through the air
piece of paper in the sun wind
tumbles through the dust
gets stuck in the branches
of a blood beech
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11. |
Saturn
03:46
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saturn’s rings receive my kiss
I turn and hover chills
tears evaporated in a hiss
watered fallow lands and hills
yellow and blue light
there is no tender pain
I could never hurt you
my love would be in vain
comets busy rushing by
burning scars in deep blue space
atoms lazily do lie
die down in speeding fire trace
yellow and blue light...
a wrong word at the wrong time
thoughts make consider uppity
my orbit tilted and you chime
tumbling through your gravity
wires glow hot that spin around
the planet in our failed attempt
to steer our spaceships swaying ground
a calculated orbit kempt
yellow and blue light...
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12. |
Slow Rape
04:00
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Banks corner folks
Authority talks
Your payment's always late
Poverty your fate
Slow rape
Benefits axed
Food bank smacks
Ash on our head
We're not dead yet
Slow rape
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Random Premonition Berlin, Germany
Born in Cologne, Germany, living in Berlin, Peter Busse played in different punk, post-punk, folk, and krautrock outfits,
among which Roule Clan/Stolen Letters, Suicide à Trois, Shame Flute, Folie à trois, Fenws Gogwai, Natchka.
A multi-instrumentalist and trained singer, he writes and performs his music under the moniker Random Premonition since 2018
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