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Failure is not an Option
03:38
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Failure is not an option. The Gecko: Lyrics by Espin Bowder
Still trying to make sense of muddling evidence
Cat got me tongue tied worried that you take offence
Chalk on my own cell counting down the days till now
Stand on my own feet; hold you close to me
Failure is not an option we’ve got
It’s not going to stop there’s no going back
Walking on eggshells and up endless stairwells.
Blinded and hand-cuffed, umbilical has just been cut
I know you can make it, I know your nerves can take it
Stand on our own two feet, but stand close to me
Failure is not an option we’ve got
It’s not going to stop there’s no going back
Stop the rot and stop pertaining
What you’ve got is not sustaining
Deviate, I’m not de-railing
Failure is not an option
Failure is not an option an option,
Failure is not an option an option
Failure is not an option we’ve got.
It’s not going to stop there’s no going back but
Stop the rot and stop pertaining
What we’ve got is not sustaining
Deviate, I’m not de-railing
Failure is not an option
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The light of day
04:27
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The light of day: Lyrics by Espin Bowder (The Gecko)
The truth is illusive
It refuses and it loses
In the light of day it’s an eel that slipping away into the shade
In the light of day it’s an eel that’s slipping away, you need more than the light of day
But it’s the light of day with which we are dealing anyway, yeah anyway
You unravel the cord on which we are hanging to the stars
So where do the innocent turn?
If you did it or if you didn’t. What do I give, what the truth is?
Would you permit it to be a witness?
And leave it open to face the critics? (critics, critics)
But it’s the light of day with which we are dealing anyway, yeah anyway
You unravel the cord from which we are hanging to the stars
So where do the innocent turn
So where do the innocent turn
So where do the innocent turn?
They’ll turn, I guess you know they’ll turn, unravelling the yarn until they touch the ground and root to grow the words to let themselves be heard.
where do the innocent turn
where do the innocent turn
where do the innocent turn?
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Don't go weird
04:22
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Don‘t go weird. The Gecko Lyrics by Espin Bowder
I’m not trying to get you to elegant salvation,
It not like I have the right or am better off than you,
The world is weird enough without you manifesting phantoms
Stamping on the delicate roots of happiness.
Televised horrors or politician’s honour- who are you gonna believe?
Televised horrors or politician’s honour – what you get is what you see.
Don’t go weird on me, or give me a role in your fantasy
Don’t go weird on me, when are you gonna believe?
I know that they come and go, echoing the past
You try not to fall apart of take it so hard
So give me a share of the weight to bare I can tell that your tried
But we’re not there yet, keep the mind set, keep on holding on
Televised horrors or politician’s honour- who are you gonna believe?
Televised horrors or politician’s honour – what you get is what you see.
Don’t go weird on me, or give me a role in your fantasy
Don’t go weird on me, when are you gonna believe?
Something to hold on, something to build on.
Something to hold on, something to build on.
Never don’t care, never don’t care, never.
Never don’t care, never don’t care, never.
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Lazy eye
03:32
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Lazy Eye. The Gecko: Lyrics by Espin Bowder
My lazy eye of governance
Can only see how it affects me
If ever I could see with two
My deep and down would get perspective
The lazy tide brings me to
The other side so uncontested
My lazy eye is watching you
I tell you why, to reassure you
My lazy lies they work against me
And time goes by so unobstructed
I fake the signs to make amends
And follow lines that lie ahead
My lazy eye
I could see this happening for miles, slowly its all shattering
I could see this happening for miles I saw it through my lazy eye
I could see this happening, slowly it’s all shattering
I could see this happening through my lazy eye
I could see this happening for miles, slowly its all shattering
I could see this happening for miles started with a smattering
I could see this happening for miles I saw it through my lazy eye
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The Gecko: Russian Rocket. Lyrics by Espin Bowder
I am a Russian rocket
I am a set design
I am an empty pocket
I am a single line
I am a Russian rocket, I am a set design
I check my empty pockets to find a single line
through this hanging droplet left by the winter man
I check my last deposits to make up for my
Sceptic love of a nation
Sceptic love of a nation
Sceptic love of a nation
I've got a sceptical love
I watch a Russian rockets divide my simple skies
I search my empty pockets for something to disguise
my shock that Russian rockets can swap my pain for joy
maybe my empty pockets contain my reason
Sceptic love of a nation
Sceptic love of a nation
Sceptic love of a nation
I've got a sceptical love
I am a Russian rocket
I am a set design
I am an empty pocket
I am a single line
Sceptic love of a nation
Sceptic love of a nation
Sceptic love of a nation
I've got a sceptical love
I am a Russian rocket
I am a set design
I am an empty pocket
I am a single line
I am a Russian rocket
I am a set design
I am an empty pocket
I am a single line
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The Gecko Berlin, Germany
The Gecko describe their music as a fusion of 2001 Space Odyssey and Trainspotting. They write intelligent, energetic synth
and guitar driven anthems that sound like they were made for stadiums.
In 2008 The Gecko evolved into the international animal it is today with: Espin (vocals), Carsten (synths), Samuel (guitar) and Pascal (drums).
This British/German collaboration is based in Berlin.
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