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Great Interpreters: Beyond the Μusic 8 – Ian Curtis

“Great Interpreters: Beyond the Μusic” Series

Great Interpreters: Beyond the Μusic

– 8 –

Ian Curtis

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UK
Manchester, England


She’s Lost Control

“I could live a little better with the myths and the lies,
When the darkness broke in, I just broke down and cried.
I could live a little in a wider line,
When the change is gone, when the urge is gone,
To lose control. When here we come.”

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Dead Souls

“Someone take these dreams away, that point me to another day,
A duel of personalities, that stretch all true realities.”

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Love Will Tear Us Apart

“Then love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.

Why is the bedroom so cold?
You’ve turned away on your side.
Is my timing that flawed?
Our respect runs so dry.
Yet there’s still this appeal
That we’ve kept through our lives.

But love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.”

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She’s Lost Control

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Atmosphere

“Walk in silence, dont walk away, in silence.
See the danger, always danger,
Endless talking, life rebuilding,
Dont walk away.

Walk in silence, dont turn away, in silence.
Your confusion, my illusion,
Worn like a mask of self-hate, confronts and then dies.
Dont walk away.

People like you find it easy,
Naked to see, walking on air.
Hunting by the rivers, through the streets,
Every corner abandoned too soon, set down with due care.
Dont walk away in silence,
Dont walk away.”

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Decades

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“Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders,
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell’s darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in,
Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying,
We saw ourselves now as we never had seen.
Portrayal of the trauma and degeneration,
The sorrows we suffered and never were free.

Where have they been?

Weary inside, now our heart’s lost forever,
Can’t replace the fear, or the thrill of the chase,
Each ritual showed up the door for our wanderings,
Open then shut, then slammed in our face.

Where have they been?”

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