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Digimon re:GENESIS OST #1


1. Opening Theme 1: Mika - 'Kick-Ass (We Are Young)' (Episodes 1-13)
2. Ending Theme: Angels & Airwaves - 'The Adventure'
3. Kickstart Evolution Theme: Jun Senoue - 'Highway in the Sky'
4. Zebrahead - 'The Juggernauts'
5. Owl City - 'The Real World'
6. Darren Hayes - 'On the Verge of Something Wonderful'
7. Mumford and Sons - 'Little Lion Man'
8. Over It - 'Like Satellites'

1. Mika - 'Kick-Ass (We Are Young)'

We are young, we are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees

We could rule the world
On a silver platter
From the wrong to the right light
To the open stream
With a crash and burn,
We could make it better
Turn it upside down,
Just you and me

We are the dream
No other way to be

We are young, we are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees

I could change the world--
I could make it better
Kick it up and down,
Take a chance on me
When you fake a smile
And you think you're better
Gonna put it down
Rip it at your feet

No bridge to burn,
Nowhere to turn for me

We are young, we are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees

We are young, we are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees

What do they know about us?
Are they thinking of somebody else?
Are they wondering what we might be?
Are they thinking of you or of me?

We are young, we are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees

We are young, we are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees

We are young, we are strong (we could rule the world on a silver platter)
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free
And we're running with blood on our knees (just you and me)

We are young, we are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool, we are free (just you and me)
And we're running with blood on our knees

2. Angels & Airwaves - 'The Adventure'

I wanna have that same last dream again
The one where I wake up, and I'm alive
Just as the four walls close me within,
My eyes are opened up with pure sunlight
I'm the first to know, my dearest friends,
Even if your hope has burned with time
Anything that's dead shall be regrown
And your vicious pain, your warning sign--
You will be fine

Hey oh, here I am
And here we go, life's waiting to begin.

Any type of love, it will be shown
Like every single tree reach for the sky
If you're gonna fall, I'll let you know
That I will pick you up, like you for I
I felt this thing I can't replace,
Where everyone was working for this goal
Where all the children left without a trace,
Only to come back, as pure as gold
To recite this all:

"Hey oh, here I am
And here we go, life's waiting to begin tonight
Hey oh, here I am
And here we go, life's waiting to begin tonight
Hey oh, here I am
And here we go, life's waiting to begin

I cannot live, I can't breathe, unless you do this with me [x7]
Yeah oh, here I am (do this with me)
And here we go, life's waiting to begin (do this with me)
Hey oh, here I am (do this with me)
And here we go, life's waiting to begin

Life's waiting to begin.

3. Jun Senoue - 'Highway in the Sky'
(instrumental)

4.'The Juggernauts' - Zebrahead

Watching anvils falling all around
They break our bones when we hit the ground
The sirens scream without a sound,
So we numb ourselves with drink to drown
Gotta clock in, barcode and name,
Zeroes and ones compose the game
Now the roof's on fire, but it stops the rain
So clench your fists and enjoy the pain
Think back to the ways of yesterday
The I-in-Team-raised renegades
In punk-rock clubs and razorblades
Where throwaway kids scream serenades
We lost control again, we lost control again, we lost control
Gotta find a way to make ammends, rewrite the end, take back what time has stole

We are the angry, the innocent
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoise of argument

Dropping down a well that time forgot
With scars that show that we care a lot
In the sky, we dreamt like a juggernaut
Of things we'd do, and what we sought,
But one by one, we fall the same
Not much to lose, not much to gain
So have your hopes, hop another train
You can bleach yourself, but the stain remains
Think back to the days of yesterday
When you never even had to get paid to play
Got a backpack filled with a lot to say
But the words have all been thrown away
We lost control again, we lost control again, we lost control
Gotta find a way to make ammends, rewrite the end, take back what time has stole

We are the angry, the innocent
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoise of argument

We won't wait-- we're the lost, but we're found
We can't wait-- alarms are calling
We won't wait-- we're not the fallen
The underground, you won't recognize us now

We are the angry, the innocent
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoise of argument

We lost control again, we lost control again, we lost control
Got a lost-hope requiem, and we're wreckin' 'em, there's no use settling
So when will the waiting end, if we don't pretend, like a shot-gun awakening
To blow off the pinned-down limb, shed your skin, 'cause they is shuddering
So tie off the bleeding end and start again, the streets are barreling
With no reason to reinvent our miscontent, the sound is deafening

We want control again, we want control again, we want control
Gotta find a way to make ammends, rewrite the end, take back what time has stole

We are the angry, the innocent
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoise of argument

We won't wait-- we're the lost, but we're found
We can't wait-- alarms are calling
We won't wait-- we're not the fallen
The underground, you won't recognize us now

We are the angry, the innocent
We are the hungry, the discontent
We are the marquee, the one percent
We are the bourgeoise of argument

We want control again, we want control again, we want control
The underground, you won't recognize us now
We want control again, we want control again, we want control
The underground, you won't recognize us now

5. Owl City - 'The Real World

I saw the autumn leaves peel up off the street,
Take wing on the balmy breeze, and sweep you off your feet
And you blushed as they scooped you up on sugar maple wings
To gaze down on the city below, ablaze with wondrous things
Downy feathers kiss your face, and flutter everywhere;
Reality is a lovely place, but I wouldn't wanna live there
I wouldn't wanna live there

Weighed down by heavy lids and lunar lullabies,
I knew you were wide awake, 'cause you smile with your eyes
Downy feathers kiss your face, and flutter everywhere;
Reality is a lovely place, but I wouldn't wanna live there

From the green belt balcony, the wildfires look so pretty
Ponderosa canopy-- I'd never leave if it were up to me
To the ruby redwood tree and to the velvet climbing ivy
Painted all mahogany-- I'd never leave if it were up to me
If it were up to me

With a starry brush, paint the dusk venetian blue
'Cause in the evening hush, you'll never believe the view
And when the leaves return and their whisperings fill the night
They'll freeze and burn where fire and ice collide
Where fire and ice collide

Can you feel a silk embrace in the satin air?
If we dissolve without a trace, will the real world even care?
Downy feathers kiss your face and flutter everywhere
Reality is a lovely place, but I wouldn't wanna live there
I wouldn't wanna live there

I saw the autumn leaves peel up off the street,
Take wing on the balmy breeze, and sweep you off your feet

6. Darren Hayes - 'On The Verge of Something Wonderful

A serpent, a rabbit, a walk in the forest, a tentative looking sun
A feeling, a moment, a bursting of bubbles, a panic to overcome
A samurai, an angel, an elegant table, an A/C that does not work
A road-trip, a car-wreck, a paperback novel, a lover who ain't been hurt

When you let me go, when I'm on my way
When the world below is cold and grey
On the verge of, on the verge of something wonderful
A resurgence, on the edge of something wonderful

For it, against it, said he'd never meant it, but Harry still dropped the bomb
A trip to the dentist, the Hollywood black-list, a moment that time forgot

When you let me go, when I'm on my way
When the world below is cold and grey
On the verge of, on the verge of something wonderful
A resurgence, on the edge of something wonderful

You can dance in the devil's shoes, if you like walking in heels
And there's a decent living to be made in the selling out of ideals
You can lose your way in the big city get distracted and lost
And feel pretty

I want you, I need you, I don't wanna please you, or belong to anyone
But life is for leading, for not people-pleasing, a race that has never been won

When you let me go, when I'm on my way
When the world below is cold and grey
I'm on the verge of, on the verge of something wonderful
At the edge of, on the verge of something wonderful
On the verge of, on the verge of something wonderful
A resurgence, on the edge of something wonderful

7. Mumford and Sons - 'Little Lion Man'

Weep for yourself, my man
You'll never be what is in your heart
Weep, little lion man
You're not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself
Take all the courage you have left
And waste it on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head

But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my...?

Tremble for yourself, my man
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble, little lion man
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother,
Or else spend your days biting your own neck

But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?

[vocalization]

But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?

But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time,
Didn't I, my dear?

Didn't I, my dear?

8. Over It - 'Like Satellites'

If you wanna fly, well, it's not that absurd
If you want to cry, we won't breathe a word
If you wanna lie down, well, forget what you heard
'Cause we all got some tables to turn

Hey, how long is in a long time?
Hey, you're feeling left-behind

Now that all I've got is a picture of then
Now that 'then' got laid like a ghost to rest
Now the aliens have been cleared to land
Don't be alarmed if they cruise up to you
Looking for something to do

Satellites, spinnin' way out of orbit
Living large, for the moment
Life is short, but it's built to go
Further than you know
Spinnin' way out of orbit
Living large, on the moment
Life is short, but it takes its sweet time
Getting started
Far out, far out like satellites
Far out, far out like satellites

To remind you, it's not that absurd
If you want to cry, we won't breathe a word
If you wanna lie down, well, forget what you heard
'Cause we all got some tables to turn

Singin', hey, how long is in a long time?
Hey, you're feeling left-behind

Satellites, spinnin' way out of orbit
Living large, for the moment
Life is short, but it's built to go
Further than you know
Spinnin' way out of orbit
'Til they learn to control it
Life is short, but it takes its sweet time
Getting started
Far out, far out like satellites
Far out, far out like satellites
Far out, far out like satellites
Far out.