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Letters from Alaska

by As My World Burns

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Natalia Fernandez Gonzalez
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    AMWB first album. 10 track LP recorded at Noisehead Studios by Mario Jezik ( Austria )

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1.
Jacqueline 04:21
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Flames… She was in flames.. As the winter froze my breath.. Flames.. She was in flames.. Posing for an unfinished painting.. All that’s left are ashes and this blue light The night will tell what happened here And will embrace us all… The moon is bleeding to death All the moments are falling apart.. All my strenth is getting weaker.. My voice becoming voiceless.. And my throat can’t make a sound All the words beneath my skin Hold on to my veins.. Should I try to let them out slowly? Or should I bleed to death? Flames… She was in flames.. As the winter froze my breath.. Flames.. She was in flames.. Posing for an unfinished painting.. And I know I’d kill him with my own hands.. And I know I would drown him in her memories.. And I know I’d kill him with my own hands.. And I know I would drown him in her memories.. All the moments are falling apart.. All my strenth is getting weaker.. My voice becoming voiceless.. And my throat can’t make a sound All the words beneath my skin Hold on to my veins.. Should I try to let them out slowly? Or should I bleed to death? I’m so sorry.. And I’ll try to be perfect for you I’ll try to make you proud of me I’ll really try to be perfect for you I’ll try to make you forget what he did to you… I’m sorry that I can’t take your words out of my head, it’s etched
2.
Waltz of Masks 04:35
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I'm dressed in blue, and I've sewed my eyes In the ceiling a shade in black It's not me but I see how these hands knock the door I found myself in a room full of needles So I can sew the wounds that are bleeding The thread in black beneath the skin... Welcome to this dance of masks A waltz between us Separating the knife from the heart Welcome to this dance of masks The smile on your face Makes my fingers dance around your neck Your eyes dark and hollow make me scared These lights show the beauty of the blue Your eyes black and hollow make me scared These lights show the real me and you I follow the path of a spinning dice But the numbers are still a blur It's not me but I see how these hands knock the door I found myself in a room full of needles So I can sew the wounds that are bleeding The thread in black beneath the skin These seames are pictures in my chest Welcome to this dance of masks A waltz between us Separating the knife from the heart Welcome to this dance of masks The smile on your face Makes my fingers dance around your neck Your eyes black and hollow make me scared These lights show the beauty of the blue Your eyes black and hollow make me scared These lights show the beauty of the perfect night Between your hands and mine is where the promises died
3.
Clocks 05:10
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A broken clock lies on the ground, Its golden frame shines to be found.. Will the time be enough to fix it? All its nuts are stripped out The springs just jump around A broken clock lies on the floor Its machinery doesn’t work anymore The chain meanders amongst the chair legs All the times it whispered time.. Will it see the light again? A clock knows when it’s time to say goodbye When minutes are seconds.. A clock knows sixty seconds last a minute If not… Something is wrong Crazy, crazy clock your spinning hands go back in time! Crazy, crazy clock you must be broken! Do you know that when we let go… Don’t you know that it’s forever? Crazy, crazy clock your spinning hands go back in time! Crazy, crazy clock you must be broken! A broken clock lies on the ground, Its golden frame shines to be found.. A broken clock lies on the floor Its machinery doesn’t work anymore Will the time be enough to fix it? Flying nuts and dancing screws Jumping springs.. We’ll need more tools What’s done it’s done… Our time is out.. Crazy, crazy clock your spinning hands go back in time! Crazy, crazy clock you must be broken! Do you know that when we let go… Don’t you know that it’s forever? And I know this is forever.. As soon as the hands go back to twelve I’ll be gone.. Just before the hands make all the way back I’ll be gone..
4.
A Bullet & a Farewell 04:31
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Now that the City sleeps 02:43
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Circles 03:39
7.
A missed Phone call 04:46
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Secrets swimming like fish in this ocean of my room I feel like I’m adrift and the telephone is ringing… Memories diving looking for a place to hide… The telephone is ringing.. Should I pick it up? Why does everything turn grey? Why do persons have to change? Why do photographs retain beauty? Why do most of words wither with the passing of time? Holding my breath.. At the bottom of the ocean I found all the things.. I had once forgotten, I had once lost At the bottom of ocean I found the things you wrote The ones I had forgotten not to remember again But finally I’ve realised that they’ll always be a part of me But finally I can see through this mess I swim in the ocean of my bedroom The water is crystal clear I swim in the ocean of my bedroom Careful not to drown Not to drown.. Secrets swimming like fish in this ocean of my room I feel like I’m adrift and the telephone is ringing… Memories diving looking for a place to hide… The telephone is ringing.. Should I pick it up? Why do photographs retain beauty? Will it work if I stay still too? Why do photographs retain beauty? I’m quiet and still.. At the bottom of the ocean I found all the things.. I had once forgotten, I had once lost At the bottom of ocean I found the things you wrote The ones I had forgotten not to remember again Could I float here forever? Adrift inside me Coudl I float here forever? I won’t answer the phone..
8.
Black, Melancholy & Autumn 04:48
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I ripped out my heart and threw it with tears in my eyes to the wall.. A black ink stain.. A picture of Dalí.. It’s cold in winter.. I can’t feel my hands but I feel the hands of the clock Moving as fast as the blink of my eyes.. Tic- tac, tic-toc Summer time.. Now the roses have the colour of blood Red lips in a vase, that decorates this living room I’m tired of always being dragged to the past My nails engrave the floor Those memories are painting a picture with brush strokes and splahes of black Everything is upside down and I’m running from the queen in this chessboard I’m Alice and I’m chasing my fateful end Everyone moves on and I can’t seem to forget that blue night that I made up Why am I still drowning in this goldfish bowl? Is this the frame and me the one who’s standing still? I drew the curtains and the night swamped into the room It’s midnight… The clock strikes twelve The inanimate come to life The cloak of night is their shelter I ripped out my heart and threw it with tears in my eyes to the wall.. A black ink stain.. A picture of Dalí.. I found a golden key I never found its keyhole I found a mirror that mirorred my pain I found black quill I wrote the sweetst words I found a moment frozen in time I’m tired of always being dragged to the past My nails engrave the floor Those memories are painting this picture with brush strokes and splahes of black Everything is upside down and I’m running from the queen in this chessboard I’m Alice and I’m chasing my fateful end Everyone moves on and I can’t seem to forget that blue night that I made up Why am I still drowning in this goldfish bowl? Is this the frame and me the one who’s standing still? I drew the curtains and the night swamped into the room It’s midnight… The clock strikes twelve The inanimate come to life The cloak of night is their shelter I picked up my heart and sewed it to my chest I picked up my heart.. The sun is rising, I can feel the rays of light The sun is rising, I can feel season change Will I ever eat the cake that I found in a glass box and grow up and learnt to forget?
9.
Static Shot 03:33
10.
Letters from Alaska 03:14

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