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Best Thing
04:14
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Best Thing
dreaming
is the best thing we do
don’t be lonely
I dream after you
sing
sing the world to death
sing him back to being again
I still hear your voice
I know
the cycles of the moon
the valley where the moons grow
I will know you too
sing
sing the world to death
sing her back to being again
I still hear your voice
I know the mountain of the wolves
the valley where the moons grow
I will know you too
dreaming
is the best thing we ever do
don’t be lonely
I dream after you
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First Part
04:09
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First Part
what is the part of my heart that is broken?
what is the part?
the first part
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Trying
06:16
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Trying
when the sky darks its own blueness
the river wends its lonely turns
I need to see you trying for us
I need to see you trying
you can placate me with one honest kiss
when the earth is shamed by her own cruelness
I need to see you trying for us
I need to see you trying
I’m scared of what the times are doing to us
I need to see you trying
you can placate me with one honest kiss
why won’t you do it?
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Dance
03:54
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Dance
take off your shoes girls and dance
this is the time of your lives
take while you have half a chance
see while the light is in your eyes
and dance
keeping your lamps oiled bright
seize the white horse by the bridle
already god is denied
this is the start of survival
dance
take of your shoes girls and dance
beauty reveals by the glance
whispering ‘cross the Styx
the shuffling feet and shaking hips
of dance
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5. |
Not Going Anywhere
04:10
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Not Going Anywhere
I don’t believe we are going anywhere
I see your face and feel the silk of your hair
beyond these days lurk equally hope and despair
by which we are moved until we disappear
and carry on in transition
but not going anywhere
not going anywhere
we held some dreams like flakes of ice in our hands
look from above the world
see how ocean meets sand
no such luck for the passage of us my dear
our heads are mites upon the bright and dark sphere
for all the sensation of motion
not going anywhere
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Sidewalk Doves
03:05
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Sidewalk Doves
see the rippling of the sea
round new york city
see the light shine off the waves
in the coney bay
if you loved me
if you leave
we were the sidewalk doves
of new york city
time goes whirling on its spin
and lets you in
if you wake in autumn leaves
and recall the dream
I was told
you looked for me
amongst the sidewalk doves
of new york city
if you loved me
if you leave
we were the sidewalk doves
of new york city
in the whistling of the wind
through the urban din
by the dream you lied and believed
and did beautifully
yes you love me
when you leave
we’ll be the sidewalk doves
of new york city
new york city
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Good Arm
04:44
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Good Arm
with this heart I do not a little hunger
with this soul I do not a little pain
you fat old stars
sit not in sorrow
give me your good arm
for I miss my aim
and you stars
that shine so brightly
like diamonds
all amongst the milky way
the milky way
those stars were not sparked for nothing
we are fragments of their flame
you fat old stars
sit not in sorrow
guide us home
in this black night
and you stars
that shine for ever
give me your good arm
for I miss my aim
for I miss my aim
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8. |
Luck/Hope
06:06
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Luck Hope
man needs a little luck
to have a little hope
this I know
in the well of the silent heart
oh that a young boy could
cut this trap from in me
the invisible string
that enters my mouth
that makes despondence
and the hopeless choker
ah ii ah, ah ii ah
the hopeless choker
boy, what force in thee
made you to set the gull free
that you can’t even free
your own man-self now?
oh that a young boy could
cut this trap from in me
the invisible string
that makes despondence
and the hopeless choker
ah ii ah, ah ii ah
the hopeless choker
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