Somewhere in Paris without my love, I stumbled upon a fancy club of ignorants with broken clocks.

by Space, Baby

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released 20 September 2014

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Space, Baby Viborg, Denmark

"Space, Baby" is a solo project of Danish pianist Rasmus Brinck, who also sings and plays guitar and junk. The songs are all home written home recordings made with a few home build instruments in a town that doesn't feel very much like a home. The music is best described as cheap pop that very symptomatically expresses how head gets in the way of heart. It is what it is, a learning experience. ... more

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Track Name: Somewhere In Paris Without My Love
The air I breathe is practically smog,
the subway is crowded, noisy, and hot,
and everything's broken, and I'm broken up;
I thought I'd be happy but really I'm just
somewhere in Paris without my love

It's hard to keep appearances up.
My efforts are worthless "but stay on the job"
yet all I do is watching the clock
Don't know where my dream went, It probably got lost
somewhere in Paris without my love

I'm helpless but I'm all that I've got
It's hard not to sweat all of the little stuff
I'm alien, so fucking what,
I've gotta stop trying to be what I'm not
and I'm somewhere in Paris without my love

I think I'll stay...
with my love
Track Name: I Stumbled Upon A Fancy Club
She vividly remembers the day
when she kissed him goodbye and he went away
She knew he had to go
She knew it so no sense in trying making him stay

And he recalls the evenings he sat
contemplating his life at a French laundromat;
"I love my baby so, oh how I hope,
how I hope it's all still there the day i come back"

Her voice on the telephone
is all that let's him know
there's no place like home

His voice on the telephone
is all that let's her know
there's no place like home
Track Name: Of Ignorants With Broken Clocks
Can I keep up?
Time moves slow and time moves fast
i beat myself up
'cause I keep forgetting that
no one's first and no one's last
in falling through the hour glass
but now understand why you would choose

to be oblivious,
be a fool,
be oblivious to you

Here I'm testing the strenght of my back
as I'm pushed against the wall
Here I'm testing the strenght of my will
as I face that open door
Here I'm testing a lot of things
the moment they ruch through my mind
The only thing that I'm not testing them against
is the passing of time

Be oblivious,
be a fool,
be oblivious to you

I'll be oblivious,
I'll be a fool,
I'll be oblivious with you

I'll be oblivious,
I'll be a fool,
I'll be oblivious with you