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Back to Harbour
02:59
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People often want to tell you
but they never ever do.
Too concerned with the reaction
of the pipe smoking slippers’ club.
There’s an awkward understanding
among everyone you meet .
You might make it back to harbour
but you’ll never make it back to sea.
Back to sea, back to sea, back to trying
to lift your soul. Back to harbour,
here I go.
No one should be left alone
or allowed to close their eyes.
They might make it back to harbour,
but they’ll never make it back to sea.
Back to sea, back to sea, back to trying
to lift your soul. Back to harbour,
here I go.
You might make it back to harbour.
You might make it back to harbour,
but you’ll never make it back to sea.
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I rest my heart against yours
I know I’m not, not the first
romantic fool you have touched
or released back into the wild
What I could never beg you for
You always gave me and much more
Fate holds your hand then lets it go
delivering quite a blow
but the sea change which follows
hides the outlineof a rainbow
What I could never beg you for
You always gave me and much more
I tell all who listen
I tell all who care
‘cause you’re all the woman
I ever want to know
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3. |
Fault Lines
03:39
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Seeing her again
brought it back again
how we fought and fought
and fought
About nothing much
like whose turn it was
to leave the bins out
and our cat Snow
If you only see the fault lines
If you only see the faults
then how can I begin
to make you change your mind
What blood doesn’t freeze
at the point it should
I’ll tell you it’s hers not mine
If you only see the fault lines
If you only see the faults
then how can I begin
to make you change your mind
If you only hear the lies
If you only hear the groans
then how can I begin
to make you change your mind
If you only see the fault lines
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4. |
Bottom of a Lake
04:03
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You’ve always had that
certain look of someone,
of someone about
to jump off a cliff.
And even though I know
you would not do this,
it’s always fun
to have a look.
Don’t you dare, take that step,
you’re on your last warning.
Go to bed, have a drink,
with some blonde or redhead.
You’ve always had that
certain look of someone,
who’s never had
a childhood love.
And hasn’t felt the anguish
of a first kiss,
believing them to
be all the same.
Don’t you dare, take that step,
you’re on your last warning.
Go to bed, have a drink,
with some blonde or redhead.
How long do you think it takes,
to reach the bottom of a lake?
- the bottom of a lake.
You’ve always had that
certain look of someone,
of someone about
to jump off a cliff.
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5. |
Violaine
04:06
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I know that you & I can’t be
any more than what we seem
but still that does not stop me
from asking you to come with me,
come with me
Violaine, be mine,
Violaine, be mine
before the sun goes down
One candle burns and one goes out
A vanished soul gone up in smoke
It’s like they never even spoke
or got to say your treasured name,
treasured name
Violaine, be mine,
Violaine, be mine
Before the sun goes down
Come with me
Come with me
Violaine
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6. |
Would That I
03:49
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Would that I had something belonging to you,
namely that which makes you wanna do,
spend the next 12 nights in a row with me,
be it here or somewhere by the sea.
Would that I, would that I, would that I had
something belonging to you.
Now I’ve said what I wanted to you,
will you listen and make this wish come true?
Or will you run back inside and close,
the door to what I desire the most?
Would that I, would that I, would that I
had something belonging to you.
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For reasons best kept quite
I stayed home last night
my undivided attention
on someone I can’t mention
Let’s just leave it at that
Yeah, let’s just leave it at that
Now you know
what are you going to do
The debutante with the nose
ring loves you
She’s not often alone
but this time there she was
carrying her cross
with humour, then a pause
The chaperone was sick,
yeah the chaperone was sick
Now you know
what are you going to do
The debutante with the nose
ring loves you
Deep beneath my soul
I know it’s wrong
But I need her to
help me get along
Let’s just leave it at that
Yeah, let’s just leave it at.....
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Be careful not to disturb
whatever’s sleeping back there
‘cause now is not a good time
to let some loose words fly, or
act as though you’re wounded
and about to cry.
Through the trap doors of insanity
we keep falling.
Octavia Lunetzsov
appealed to friends for help
when her husband tried to lift her
and throw her down a well
but all they said was listen
make sure that it’s not dry
Through the trap doors of insanity
we keep falling.
Unless you want for us
to stay this way.
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9. |
No Feelings for You
03:31
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Sometimes it’s no one’s fault
And it’s just best to move on
Whichever way the cards fall
Try say the truth above all
Pretty love of mine
Pretty love of mine
I’ve got no feelings for you
I’ve got no feelings at all
She gives you news in one breath
Stopping to see if you’ve heard
Exactly what she has said
Through the injections of gulps
Pretty love of mine
Pretty love of mine
I’ve got no feelings for you
I’ve got no feelings at all
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10. |
The Heron
03:00
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You wait and wait
then there he is
in front of eyes
which don’t see far
but it’s not him
no, it’s not him
you mistook clouds
for feathered wings
The heron’s late this Autumn
The little girl
who saw him first
and ran outside
‘gainst your mother’s wishes
but off he flew
despite your cries
of come back here
I brought you food
The heron’s late this Autumn
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11. |
Black Elsie
03:48
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Don’t turn this into what it’s not
a complex tale with a subplot
involving espionage and spies
where in the end the bad guys die
I’m sick of having to defend
the overwhelming sentiment
Are you listening
She is my Black Elsie
and she belongs to me
So wipe your feet outside
or else stop dropping by
Have all my toys returned at once
You haven’t cared for them so well
Some of the dolls are missing arms
As for their clothes,they have no pants
I’m sick of having to defend
the overwhelming sentiment
Are you listening
She is my Black Elsie
and she belongs to me
So wipe your feet outside
or else stop dropping by.
Black, Black Elsie
Black, Black Elsie
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