Different Pulses by Asaf Avidan
Questions and lyrics are below the video
The singer, Asaf Avidan, is from Israel. He appears near the end of the video. When the boys are in the city, playing music on the street, he is the man who puts the prism into their bowl.
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The boy in red looks through a_____
He sees a_____ boy in black
The boy in black plays a _____
The little boys _____together
They have many _____
They eat _____and_____
They take a _____on the ocean
They go into a _____and play music
People give them ______
Question: Is the little boy in black real, or imaginary?
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Lyrics
My life is like a wound
I scratch so I can bleed
Regurgitate my words
I write so I can feed
And death grows like a tree
That's planted in my chest
Its roots are at my feet
I walk so it won't rest
Oh, baby I am lost
I said oh, baby I am lost
I try to push the colours
Through a prism back to white
To sync our different pulses
Into a blinding light
And if love is not the key
If love is not a key
I hope that I can find
A place where it could be
I know that in your heart
There is an answer to a question
Which I'm not as yet aware that I have asked
And if that tree had not drunk my tears
I would have bled and cried for all the years
That I alone have let them pass
And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours
And oh, baby I am yours
I said oh, baby I am yours
BYE BYE!!
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