Excelente trabajo, te felicito, sigue haciendolo así / Great job, congratulations, keep doing well

Written and performed by DEKODA.

https://www.facebook.com/wearedekoda

Official Video: https://vimeo.com/96019311

Artwork by Caroline Hebel - http://www.carolinemarine.de/

Photo by Janine Kahn - http://cargocollective.com/janinekahn

Mastered by Johannes Krause

Kairos.

a stage for your love lost, we pour another round. 
when the queen on my shoulder rules a fainted state. 
no cover for my tipsy backbone, a means to an end. 
all palaces are temporary, shut the door descending: all of the lights.

washed out, altered, centre-folded: I write from the bed.
while you spin in circles, put a framework round my head.
washed out, altered, centre-folded: I write from the bed.
while i'm blowing tinsel put a fake crown round my head.

your fierce against my eyelids, you found a king so pale. 
when the corners we hid in become bright as day. 
the futures no longer former, an end to all means. 
the wiry dawn on every pillow: my favorite company to keep.

Kairos

Written and performed by DEKODA.

https://www.facebook.com/wearedekoda

Watch the official video for "Foreign Tongues" at:
http://youtu.be/MaEyhxC9pXs

Artwork by Caroline Hebel - http://www.carolinemarine.de/

Mastered by Johannes Krause

Foreign Tongues.

we´re slightly out of focus 
we wear our heads so high 
yet when i see you gambling
paint me in black and white.
and when i hit the blind spot
nobody here but me
everyone knows i´ve been loose

I caught a foreign fever. 
we speak in foreign tongues.
and when the tide got deeper
oh what have I become
i caught a foreign fever
but still i try
what´s left to do 
when all the hours turn to miles?

Paint me a fainter picture
lie in the darkest field
but when we reach the vertex
We move at different speed.
right where the night is palest
we set the overtones
and if you dare, cut me loose.

I caught a foreign fever. 
we speak in foreign tongues.
and when the tide got deeper
oh what have I become
i caught a foreign fever
but still i try
what´s left to do 
when all the hours turn to miles?

WHEN ALL THE HOURS TURN TO MILES. 

Foreign Tongues

intro (and a head in the freakish atlantic)

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Summer finds its flood in you 
inside this humdrum town the rain is overdue.
but when you call out, i´ll be right there where you stand
with all my obstacles and all your dumb demands.

Let the heatwave take its toll 
yet when the rain poured, it hit me like a cannonball.
But when you call out I´ll be right there where you stand
with all your obstacles and all my dumb demands. 

but once i was a sailor
with my arms wrapped round the trailer park indeed
and we were bursting at the seams.
and once you tied your anchor
you were lying in the sand with rusty needs
and we were showing off our teeth.

sing your blues like a thief, you could swallow the night
brush the gold off your hair 
let me shake where you lie.  
But when you call out I´ll be right there where you stand
despite the obstacles and all my dumb demands. 

but once i was a sailor
with my arms wrapped round the trailer park indeed
and we were bursting at the seams.
and once you tied your anchor
you were lying in the sand with rusty needs
and we were showing off our teeth.

Written, produced and mixed by DEKODA. 
Mastered by salzmastering. 
Lyrics by Marius Gutowski. 
Photograph by Stephan Cleef. 
Artwork: blackclouddesign & Caroline Hebel.

Obstacles

your eyes are barely open, walls sterile and pale. 
in a cave with no window i watched you floating down the drain. 
When sleep overcomes and washed me apart 
your body is a landfill your ghost state of the art. 

would you rather bring: 
a change in your color 
just like a brand new dawn? 

but when you arrived, no longer the offer. 
what does it take to let you lie awake? 
a glimpse in your eyes, the tides will not alter. 
a twitch in your blindfold, you changed the lead. 

the days all bend the red to black. 
machines they hum their tunes. 
at night nobody´s watching I 
leak sweetening in your wounds. 

would you rather bring: 
a change in your color 
just like a brand new dawn? 

but when you arrived, no longer the offer. 
what does it take to let you lie awake? 
a glimpse in your eyes the tides will not alter 
i´ve been so blind while you rage in my head.

Kolorit

Imanuel

you were calling me out 
when i was more than alone. 
and when you sift through the attic 
counting all my stones. 
your skin´s too hard to live in 
i´ll wear my feathers like a groom. 
it doesn´t make a difference 
on a salty afternoon. 

they say the devil´s in the details 
but i can watch him from a far. 
he holds the cord to every tiny vessel of you heart . 
the louder the static, the louder you scream. 
It doesn´t make a difference for you and me. 

you are soaking the sun 
i wear these clouds on my lids 
and when the darkness binds you 
you were out playing dumb with the down struck kids 
don´t feed the rook within you 
cause he will push you off the ledge 
but i remember you bolder 
with the sun in your hands outstretched. 

they say the devil´s in the details 
but i can watch him from a far. 
he holds the cord to every tiny vessel of you heart . 
the louder the static, the louder you scream. 
It doesn´t make a difference for you and me.

Caracas

i am the deer in the headlight 
i wouldn´t change a thing. 
And when we´re down in the alley, I wanna let you win. 
With all the fire and all that sound that no one can recall. 
When you would be my cornerstone to out rival them all. 

No stars are aligned when i´m coming down 
i´m taking a fall. 
But you wore your eyes like a paramour 
i´m high then i´m small. 
cause you´re the one with the quiet hand 
no repent, everything is right till dawn. 
and i´ll be right where you left off 
you keep me coming back for more. 

I am the day when it´s overflown 
You are the avalanche. 
And when you break down my barriers, I wanna let you win. 
With all your horns and your false alarms, that no one can recall. 
When you were too heavy to lift 
We´d synchronize the fall. 

No stars are aligned when i´m coming down 
i´m taking a fall. 
But you wore your eyes like a paramour 
i´m high then i´m small. 
cause you´re the one with the quiet hand 
no repent, everything is right till dawn. 
and i´ll be right where you left off 
you keep me coming back for more.

Spule

Kate Kush

We are a duo hailing all the way from Berlin, Germany.
Our debut EP, "Siren Songs" was recorded during the rainy summer of 2011 in a bedroom under the influence of cheap ice pops while spending most of the time playing ´International Superstar Soccer´ on an old Super Nintendo.
We tried our best to make these bedroom/laptop pop songs sound as big as possible. thanks for listening!

intro (and a head in the freakish atlantic)

freakish atlantic

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