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Album: The Yearning: Romances For Alto Flute
Year: 1996
Quality: High
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Track listing:
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - Lilies On The Lake (For Her Majesty Queen...).mp3 |
8.14 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - Glass Idol (For Marlene Dietrich).mp3 |
5.93 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - The Waltz Of Whispers (For Gladys Cooper).mp3 |
7.61 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - Indigo Sunset (For Princess White Deer).mp3 |
11.66 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - Memories In Dark (For Marion Davies).mp3 |
8.79 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - Wing'd Slippers (For Tamara Karsavina).mp3 |
10.08 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - Nocturnes And The Quarter Moon (For Lil Dagover).mp3 |
7.06 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - Rendezvous (For Vita Sackville-West).mp3 |
13.21 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - Black Roses, White Jade (For Rebecca West).mp3 |
7.93 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - Of Mask And Shadow (For Ellen Terry).mp3 |
8.11 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - Distant Moment (For Mary Pickford).mp3 |
8.10 Mb |
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Michael Hoppe and Tim Wheater - ...Never Forgotten (For Teddie Gerard).mp3 |
9.58 Mb |
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Artist: MGMT
Song: Time To Pretend
I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.
This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.
Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.
There's really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everything must run it's course.
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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