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Keys in a jar She collects keys & fits them in a jar Every time she leaves in her little red car How do you know what to do? How do you know what to say? How do you know where to go, when you start running? Through the misty planes Running through the fields of change Walking through the fields, passed the river behind the trees You told me you were knight once and you showed me your shield I did not know what to do I did not know what to say I did not know where to go, so I started running And I left you alone with the trees I left you alone with your jar full of keys
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On the corner of the old & the new town Standing on the corner of the old & the new town Waiting for you to walk down the street You don’t need to forget the old sound I just want to sit here in the corner and listen to you But you hold on to the past, like you hold on to a stone, that has turned into glass You just might see me standing on the corner So I tried to follow a cloud moving down the old streets, but my feet could not keep up I thought I might find you in the old town, sitting on the swing underneath the old willow tree Because you hold on to the past, like you hold on to a stone, that has turned into glass You just might see me But you hold on to the past, like you hold on to a stone, that has turned into glass you just might see me passing by
3.
Miss Tree 04:07
Miss tree Just paint your dream Taste the rain fall on your poetry Let me see your face, your dark space and your endless grace Don’t hesitate Dear miss tree, you grow your arm around me You paint your dream of a tree in the rain Where the yellow moon lights up the grey I will embrace the day, with you by my side Today, all day, today, all day, today, all day You grow your arms around me, when you paint your dream. And when you paint your dream, please don’t paint me Because I can’t breath, no I can’t breath
4.
My friend the storm My friend always thinks he is standing on the edge of a building he’s just calling for help, but nobody listen to a word he says He listens the rain and his psychiatrist But I think they keep telling him all the wrong things Still they just try to help him understand THE STORM IN HIS HEAD THE STORM IN HIS HEAD Hey mate, maybe this medicine made you into a borderline, in-between incomplete thrills and the rest of your life But who am I to say this, this is your life, your choice I am just a friend, who tries not understand THE STORM IN YOUR HEAD THE STORM IN YOUR HEAD And your are alone Happier alone With the storm in your HEAD
5.
Memories in melted wax Sometimes she tries to sleep on the cold floor She rests her head on a book just to make sure That the black shapes stay under the bed The same shapes she saw on her old television set And she said; No one cares for me So I am just lying on the floor trying to sleep No one cares for me. I am just lying on the floor trying to reach you Sometimes she turns her back to the shadows in the wall & finds out where the black shapes are born When she sits with the candle holding her head, waiting for the candle to take his last breath No one cares for me. I am just lying on the floor trying to sleep No one cares for me so please let me sleep, let me dream Let me sleep, let me sleep, let me sleep Let me sleep………………………………………………………………………………………………… so please let me sleep, let me dream Is this just another memory in melted wax?
6.
Red ribbons 02:55
Red ribbons Those cars move to fast When he ran across the fields he could not get past Those cars cut open his gray winter coat & left him in the middle So, she keeps a shovel in the back of her car To remove the body’s from the road She brought him home to her house near the woods to lay to rest in her garden Down in the rabbit hole They wonder why he does not come home anymore At Hatter’s party there’s an empty chair Left in the middle She keeps a shovel in the back of her car To remove the body’s from the road She brings them home to her house near the woods to lay to rest in her garden. She ties red ribbons to the branches of trees She ties red ribbons For everyone that was left out on the streets
7.
This Room 04:30
This room She stares into this room, chained in pain She can’t move the blood, trough her veins The pain inside. The pain inside this room, can’t go outside The pain inside her eyes, stopped last night When she drowned in dark water The reflection of her life, left the light on last night The Questions on the wall and the mirror on the floor, show that The pain inside. The pain inside this room, can’t go outside The pain inside her eyes, stopped last night When she drowned in dark water Her inner harbor and pills, left on the table The sun outside but still, she was unable to fight for The pain inside. The pain inside this room, can’t go outside The pain inside her eyes, stopped last night When she drowned in dark water.
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If heaven exists You want to be free like the birds in the sky I just want to love but my mind won’t let me fly away from the truth and all the lies But when I see that smile in your eyes If heaven exists this is it Your touch with art, your lips Your kiss, your sweet kiss If heaven exists this is it I want to drown in your eyes again I want to float on your sky When I do I feel free, because to me you are that bird that flies in the heavens above my restless mind If heaven exists this is it Your touch with art, your lips Your kiss, your sweet kiss If heaven exists this is it I am sorry I have to go now I have been planning this journey for years To be alone & find myself I hope I will cause you no tears When the monsters stop you pull me up, inside a place above my restless mind every time we and the trees look at the stars I feel your breath and I hold your forever in my arms If heaven exists this is it Your touch with art, your lips Your kiss, your sweet kiss If heaven exists this is it I’ll miss you and I wish you were here I’ll miss you and I wish you were here I’ll miss you and I will see you soon
9.
Postcards 03:35
Postcards Last night I wrote a postcard to myself, to myself From a deserted island on the other side of my mind While my feet started to sink in the sand The sea tried to grab my ankles Last night I wrote a postcard to my friend, to my friend I wrote a story about a friend on a deserted island You don’t need to tell me your life is worth living You just need to dive in and start swimming Last night I wrote a postcard to Dr. Pavlov To apologize that I set his dog free And I wrote a letter to say goodbye, to the minister of defense Who promised us his fear of everything he doesn’t understand I became a traveler on the run. I was forgotten by. I was forgotten by the place I came from So Last night I wrote a postcard to myself, to myself From that deserted island with a black dog and everything I try to forget And while the sea tried to grab my ankles My feet started to sink in the sand with all my postcards in my hands, in my hands
10.
Dial-tone 02:36
Dial-tone You sit there by the window Holding your chair Watching the children play in the park When I am alone my thumb starts dancing with the numbers on my phone I sit & wait with my ear pressed against the horn When you are alone Alone with your phone When I am alone Alone with my phone and the dial-tone
11.
Blue Dress 02:51
Blue Dress He took all your things, even your shoes at the door I gave everything. Except that blue dress he left on the shore He took your books, my books and all my memories on the walls My violin and I even forgot my songs And I gave; I gave it all away except that blue dress left on the shore
12.
Long way to go Diamonds and gold, off which the terms are forgotten It only says money, a word that’s not mistaken Death that it took for the people who are blinded by the fame and the wealth It’s a long way to go. It’s a long way to go clean up this world were in. Smoke in the air and money we use to destroy ourselves In the meantime we live unaware off what’s the trouble. There’s time enough to set yourself into a suit. But time is little, to make this world alive again. The fish is caught, the trees are gone and the earth had lost his shield. It’s a long way to go. It’s a long way to go clean up this world were in. Smoke in the air and money we use to destroy ourselves When we are about to discover the mess we made, the lies we were told, far away down the moment, it’s to late It’s a long way to go. It’s a long way to go clean up this world were in. Smoke in the air and money we use to destroy ourselves
13.
The Library 03:01
The library When she left for the city she pinned her heart on my jacked and asked, “Will you wear this for me until I am home? Because in that city even the trees get wrapped up in concrete I said, “yes I will wear it when I walk through these grey streets, so everyone can see us and I will wait for you on the second floor of this library Until you unfold your arms and hold me Because you make me forget about This world sometimes so cruel and lonely There is a man outside that lives in-between the sidewalk and the streets. He sleeps but does not dream anymore. Inside all the books stand quietly. I will read to you until you fall asleep, so I can watch you slowly disappear into a dream And when you unfold your arms and hold me You make me forget about This world sometimes so cruel and lonely And your arms make me, know what it’s all about
14.
My bicycle and my blue pen It’s easy to say, “You need to learn to love the rain”, If you drive in your car all day I only have my bicycle, that takes me where I need to go But tonight I need a place, A shelter from the rain Because there’s a storm headed this way It’s easy to welcome everyone, at your door If you make every stranger leave But you opened your door for me Because you did not want to be alone in that thunderstorm So we hid behind the red & white curtains in your bedroom It’s easy if you believe, the truth is written in an old book Some use to justify their crusades But I only have a blue pen and I’ll write the same thoughts over & over again In a book on a blank page Maybe someday, these words start to make sense So with or without a map I get lost or sidetracked On that big inner-city round about I keep riding round and round, but every exit ends at her doorstep

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released January 21, 2013

Song & Lyrics: Martijn Kuijten

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autumnsun Gemert, The Netherlands

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Autumnsun obviously has its roots in folk music. With their main ingredients being acoustic guitar, double bass, violin and a small percussion set they create a unique and magical sound, which sounds everything but predictable and mainstream. ... more

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