1. |
BROKEN MAN
04:59
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BROKEN MAN
Well the kingdom of darkness
There are many empires in it
This side of madness
There are borders there are limits
And if there‘s one more drink
Would you be kind enough to bring it
Wait till the sun crawls up the sky
Wait till the visions fade and die
And nothing has been planned
And your head is in your hands
And you‘re just
One more one more one more
Broken man
Well the promise made at midnight
In the candlelight it lingers
And you hear your lover sighing
In the cafe with the singers
Wide-eyed and staring
You see a rose grow from his fingers
Wait till the sun …
Sometimes I feel it come
In the early hours of morning
New worlds and new horizons
And a new day is dawning
But the bottle’s almost empty
And a mocking bird is calling
Wait till the sun …
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2. |
LIVING BUFFET
03:57
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LIVING BUFFET
Small town station hotel
Dressing for the show, hope it goes well
Her eyes say I wanna do this alone
But on the chimes of midnight
This Cinderella’s never home
Go go, get clear of the danger zone
Mmm...she’s a living buffet
Not a movie not a cabaret
She’s a living buffet
Not a snack not a take away
She’s a living buffet
Don’t let me starve baby,
Don’t let me fade away
Small town, kids kicking cans
American bar, feeling the pangs
That’s life flickering on the TV
It’s gonna make me crazy
It’s gonna make me mad
Low down, sink to the depths of the sea
She’s a living buffet ...
She’s so near – and yet so far
So clear – and yet so dark
So near – and yet so far
It’s hard chaining the beast
Out in the cold, missing the feast
So sad, pick up the crumbs that you leave
She make me feel so hungry
And everybody’s got to eat
Too bad just what a fool you can be
She’s a living buffet …
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3. |
NEVER SAY DIE
04:05
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Poor girl, nowhere to go
Your cup is empty and the time passes slow
No calls, who really cares
You've got the feeling that you're going nowhere
Poor girl, no place in the sun
And television isn't really much fun
blinds drawn, you can't find a friend
Sometimes you wonder where it's all going to end
When things go wrong
And troubles make you sigh
You stand your ground
Hold your head up high
Poor world, down on your knees
They burn your forests
They pour oil on your seas
Poor world, hole in your sky
Your towers are falling and your rivers run dry
When things go wrong
And troubles make you sigh
You stand your ground
Hold your head up high
And never say die
Never say die
Poor girl, how can you be free
When everybody's tying chains on your feet
Sometimes you break down and cry
You'll only make it if you never say die
When things go wrong
And troubles make you sigh
You stand your ground
Hold your head up high
And never say die
Never say die
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4. |
MONDAY GUY
03:39
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MONDAY GUY
I haven’t heard from you in a while
I thought I’d give it a try
I didn’t think that you’d be at home
Not on a Saturday night
So I’ll just leave this message for you
And you can call if you like....
Hello it‘s your Monday guy
Calling you just to tell you goodbye
It‘s your Monday guy
Empty evening give him a try
It’s your Monday guy
‘Cos when Friday comes around
Well he‘s just a clown
Hello it‘s your Monday guy
I’m the one who used to drive you around
So you’d be on time
That was me with the old-fashioned ways
And those jealous eyes
But maybe you just don’t recall
Well that’s no surprise
Hello it‘s your Monday guy
One day when we meet again
The time will be right
To palaces in the realms of gold
Our horses will ride
I’ll launch a thousand ships for you
Just to make you my bride ...
Goodbye from your Monday guy
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5. |
OUT ON THE FREEWAY
04:02
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OUT ON THE FREEWAY
Chill snow it is falling
On a grey misty morning
Oh lord please send my roots some rain
Sometimes you feel so useless
Down at heel just no excuses
Oh tell me is it all in vain?
Out on the freeway
Out on the freeway
If anybody asks that’s where to find me
Out on the freeway
Out on the freeway
You hop that car you leave the past behind you
Four o’clock in the morning
Tell me who is this calling
Some train that’s going off the rails
Sometimes it gets so lonely
Just you and you only
Oh tell me will this ever change?
Out on the freeway…
The freeway is hard to find
You know you have to pay a toll
I can’t take you there
You’ve got to get there on your own
Cry all your cry
Smile all your smile
Do all you can
Try all your try
Out on the freeway...
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6. |
SAYING GOODBYE TO LOVE
04:14
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At a table alone in this cafe tonight
He sits pain clouds his eyes
The waitress is calling but he doesn't hear
What wrong? Ice in his heart
Worlds end, things fall apart
When you're saying goodbye to love
Sitting in a cafe down by the harbour
Saying goodbye to love
What could be sadder what could be harder
Saying goodbye to love
It's like killing a thing that's just been born
Saying goodbye to love
You walk out of the sunlight Into the storm
On the river outside ships come in from the south
Her last kiss burns on his mouth
The waitress she wonders why he sits so quiet
Well don't ask if he feels alright
Leave him alone with the night
He's saying goodbye to love
Sitting in a cafe down by the harbour
Saying goodbye to love
What could be sadder what could be harder
Saying goodbye to love
It's like killing a thing that's just been born
Saying goodbye to love
You walk out of the sunlight Into the storm
Never never never again
Never never never again
Never to look into to your eyes
Why do you run why do you hide?
At a table alone when rain starts to fall
What's left not much at all
A rose in a vase that is fading way
A painted face on the wall
Who's there no one at all
When you're saying goodbye to love
Sitting in a cafe down by the harbour
Saying goodbye to love
What could be sadder what could be harder
Saying goodbye to love
It's like killing a thing that's just been born
Saying goodbye to love
You walk out of the sunlight Into the storm
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7. |
FREE AS YOU PLEASE
03:53
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8. |
HERE TO STAY
03:44
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SHE’S HERE TO STAY
Things they come and things they go
Trains roll by and rivers flow
The wheel keeps on turning
The dice tumble down
It’s so hard to keep your feet on the ground
But she knows she’s here to stay
Disposable love
You can throw it away
But she knows she’s here to stay
Here and there but never sure
Walls and stones but never doors
The empires are crumbling
The kings pass away
Impossible dreams that fade in the day
But she knows she’s here to stay…
Round and round the carousel
Up and down but never still
The love and the roses
The tears and the rain
They vanish away and nothing remains
But she knows she’s here to stay…
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9. |
THE GREATEST THRILL
03:39
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THE GREATEST THRILL
Her name was Hilary Fowles
From the county high school
Housemaster told me she’s bad
But I thought she was cool
Those shiny black stockings
The flowers sown on her jeans
And Jimi Hendrix still rocking
And we were only sixteen
And this was the summer of love
And I remember it still
As clear as yesterday
Beneath the Winchester hills
And now all is said and done
Was this the greatest thrill?
Behind the squash court wall
Our hidden paradise
Stealing kisses, sharing cigarettes
Beneath the Winchester skies
And this was our generation
Rolling joints, flowing hair
And all that talk about revolution
And something new in the air
And this was the summer of love
I took Hilary Fowles
To our big school ball
She got so rolling drunk
She couldn’t walk any more
And there was a scandal
And I was given the blame
And her father so angry
I never saw her again
And this was the summer of love …
This was the greatest thrill
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10. |
MIRACLE
04:00
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There’s no light comes through my window
And no voice sings
Dark birds brood in my ruins
Broken wings
Your golden ship of the future
Is sailing into the sun
But no flag flies on my city
And no bells ring
I wait for a miracle ....
Ghosts in the house where I’m living
Visions of you
Haunting rooms that we lay in
Shades of blue
Tell me do you remember
Tell me do you recall
Those Sweet days in Candara
You know I do
I wait for a miracle ...
If manna from heaven came falling
If water turned into wine
If the crippled and lame start walking
Then you could still change your mind
There’s no flame burns in these dark days
Now love has died
No fire glows in my embers
Just ashes inside
So now I’m calling you stranger
Is this over and out
Or do we burn like the phoenix
Only to rise?
I wait for a miracle ...
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11. |
WATER UNDER THE BRIDGE
04:00
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WATER UNDER THE BRIDGE
It’s time to pick up the pieces
It’s time for counting the cost
The sun is sinking
It’s time for thinking
What’s been gained and what’s been lost
When it's water under the bridge
I just can’t help myself thinking
Of all the things that we’ve done
The shadows falling
Sad midnight calling
Where have all those good times gone
And we will walk and we will smile
And we will watch that river glide
When it’s water under the bridge
Autumn leaves
Float down the river
But there’s no need to cry
All love’s wrongs
Will be forgiven
We can wave them goodbye
Where we once talked there is silence
Where we once touched only air
I still remember
Burning September
And the sunlight in your hair
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12. |
MY HEART IN YOUR HANDS
03:37
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Falling, falling, whatever's happening to me
Falling, falling, like Icarus to the sea
My wings well they're melting baby
In the heat of your sun
I used to fly so high
Tell me what have you done?
And oh, hold me baby never let me go
Oh, hear it calling if you can
My heart in your hands
My heart in your hands
Turning, turning, the wheels of fortune and fate
You win, you lose, they say it's never too late
Sometimes when the dice are loaded
Well you get nowhere at all
Then you dance in the silver starlight
With the belle of the ball
And oh, hold me baby never let me go
Oh, hear it calling if you can
My heart in your hands
My heart in your hands
Waiting for the springtime baby,
And my fingers to flower
Where are your footsteps
You know I'm counting the hours
And oh, love me baby never let me go
Oh, keep it beating if you can
My heart in your hands
My heart in your hands
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13. |
SINK WITHOUT TRACE
03:12
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SINK WITHOUT TRACE
Well the empire I rule is a room with no view
The trumpets are silent
The pleasures are few
The flags on this palace hang tattered and pale
My jewels have been stolen
My kingdoms for sale
And the prisoner he waits but no ransom is paid
And there is no escape and the sentence is grave
Will I ever be rescued
From exiled disgrace
Or will I sink without trace?
Well the ship that I sail is on perilous seas
There’s a ghost on the bridge
There’s a knife in the breeze
There’s a crew with a mutinous look in their eyes
There’s a hole in the bows
There’s a storm in the sky
And the helmsman he’s blind, he can’t see what he’s doing
And the rigging has fallen to wrack and to ruin
Will we ever make harbour
Get out of this place
Or will we sink without trace?
The train that I’m on it went down the wrong track
But it’s too late to stop now
There’s no turning back
You can blame it on luck, you can say it was fate
The one thing that’s sure
Is we’re bound to be late
And the driver he’s drunk and the signals all fail
And my baggage is lost and the carriage derailed
Will we ever pull in
To the station of grace
Before we sink without trace?
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14. |
KALLISTI
04:33
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SORRY
The phone not ringing, the mail box dead
Sounds like you’ve just gone offline
Wait for your signal to pierce my dark
Why do you make me no sign?
Sent a message no reply
Now look who’s trying to hide
Oh no, don’t go, please stay, you know I’m
Sorry I made you feel blue
Oh no, don’t go, please stay, you know I’m
Sorry I was such a fool
And when I’m watching the cars go by
All of their plates spell your name (like our game)
And when I turn on the radio
Yours is the song that they play (Abschied nehmen)
Summer dies, no goodbyes
One word I could never say
Oh no…
Something’s different, something’s changed
Something’s missing, something’s strange
Something’s different, something’s wrong
Something’s lacking, something’s gone
So now you’re holding another hand
I guess its warmer than mine
Maybe the grass will be greener there
I hope you like what you find
No excuses, cruel and blind
All those bad things on my mind
Oh no…
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PORT IN A STORM
Well she’s really very special
she’s no ordinary girl
she shines like a pearl
in the oyster of this world
I never loved her
till I saw her hands were shaking
I never felt for her
till I knew her heart was aching
But that’s all right baby
I know your ship is battered and torn
It’s just I thought that maybe I was a harbour
But I’m just another port in a storm
Well when you meet another
I just hope he treats you well
I see visions of the businessmen
in the intercontinental hotel
and when he puts his hand on yours
and the candle gutters low
and when he asks you to leave with him
will you tell him where he can go
But that’s …
From the empty sound of stale conversation
into the empty silence of my room
I’m sinking like a stone my love
and I feel the hand of doom
and I can hear your voice on the telephone line
though we’re a thousand miles apart
but long nights when I lie awake
I need someone who’ll speak to my heart
But that’s …
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17. |
COLDER THAN ICE
04:13
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COLDER THAN ICE
you want our love to last
you say that winters past
but I see the frozen glass
and it’s cold cold
you say you see the thaw
but I’m not quite so sure
snowdrifts outside my door
and it’s cold cold
‘cos it’s too late…
too late
too late
it’s colder than ice/colder than ice
it’s colder than ice/colder than ice
you say there’s still a chance
you hold an olive branch
but I hear the avalanche
and it’s cold cold
‘cos it’s too late…
you say come in and feel
the warmth of the fire
you say you hear the sound
of heavenly choirs
but all my doors are sealed
I’m buried alive
in the kingdom of ice
with the blizzard inside
out of the twilight zone
into the dark unknown
icebound and all alone
and it’s cold cold
‘cos it’s too late…
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18. |
SWANS ON THE RIVER
03:11
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SWANS ON THE RIVER
There were swans on the river
Like ships made of paper
There were skies of blue
There were bells always ringing
There were birds always singing
In the morning dew
All the summer through
Now just clocks in the towers
Chiming long lonely hours
As if they knew
They toll for me and you!
They toll for me and you!
Oh time, time
And the rain it slides like tears down my window pane
Oh sweet Elaine
If the things they say are true
l’ll never see you again
Don’t want to know it
If I’m going to have to leave it
It isn’t right
Oh I’m building castles made of sand
By the shore and I don’t
Need the tide
It took me by surprise
Now Elaine’s not declining
She’s a star, she is shining
Very bright
I call it sweet delight!
I call it sweet delight!
Oh time time…
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19. |
RIMBAUD'S FAREWELL
03:30
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RIMBAUD’S FAREWELL
On the wings of a white bird
Over storm and spray and the silvery seas
On the deck of a liner
Bound for foreign shores and I’m going to be free
On the trail of horizons
In the desert sands and the long rolling plains
Dust your feet by the roadside
With a head full of dreams and a handful of change
They keep you waiting so long – come on
I really think it’s a sin
They keep you waiting so long – it’s wrong
For ships that never come in
Till you’re gone with the wind
Take me down to the station
Your European screams well they bought me so low
I just ran out of patience
Your all American dream I just don’t want to know
They keep you waiting…
Sitting there in your easy chair dreaming your life away
Sitting there in your easy chair as the moments as the hours slip away
Cross the frontiers before you
Climb the mountains so steep
With a song in your heart
I got nothing to lose
I’m packing up my bags and I’m making a start
They keep you waiting…
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21. |
THE DAWN WAS GREY
03:52
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THE DAWN WAS GREY
Lyrics adapted from the poem
Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae
by Ernest Dowson (1867 – 1900)
Last night your shadow fell
Between her lips and mine
Your breath was shed
Between the kisses and the wine
All night within my arms
I felt her warm heart beat
The kisses of her bought red mouth were sweet
And I am desolate
And sick with an old flame
I have been faithful to you
In my way
The dawn was grey
I have forgotten much
Because the dance was long
Gone with the wind, flung roses
Roses with the throng
I called for madder music
I cried for stronger wine
To put your pale lost lilies out of mind
And I am desolate…
But when the feast is over
When the lamps expire
Desolate and hungry
For the lips of my desire
All night in love and sleep
Within my arms she lay
Till I awoke to find the dawn was gray
And I am desolate…
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22. |
CRYING SHAME
04:30
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CRYING SHAME
Gone – she slammed the door
She packed up all her things
Gone – she’s headed south
She does not even ring
In heavens streets well love’s so sweet
But here its arrows sting
It’s just a crying shame
To watch our golden days
Go up in smoke and flame
It’s just a crying shame
Words – words can hurt
They turned your heart to stone
Words – I never meant to say
Like daggers to your soul
In heavens gates no voice is raised
But here we lose control
Come on heart
It’s going to shake not break you
We’ve been here before
When it’s dark
When all hope forsakes us
We just wait for the dawn
Gone - just an empty room
Under rainy skies
Long – for a bird that’s flown
A bird of paradise
In heaven’s films the good guys win
But here they’re strung up high
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23. |
ONE'S JUST NOT ENOUGH
03:15
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ONE'S JUST NOT ENOUGH
Where will you go now, Guinevere
Now that your knights all yield
You wear a long white dress for them
Like a lily of the field
Now the shine has gone
From Avalon
And a tear runs down your shield
And I found out it wasn’t true
That I was made of finer stuff
I feel that two is one too many, lord
Ah but one’s just not enough
And where will you wander love
You with your elfin smile
A world full of glittering traps
And a people full of guile
I know it all must
Come to dust
But you could have stayed a while
And I found out…
What do we live for, Guinevere
Through afternoons on rainy stations
And though I seem to calmly sit and wait
Well it really strains my patience
As the train you’re on
Leaves Avalon
For unknown destinations
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24. |
THOSE WITH NO CHOICE
05:01
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THOSE WITH NO CHOICE
Blood red sky as the trucks load and leave
Cruel, cold dawn over sad empty fields
Just a child left who grieves
Those stumbling trembling sacrifices
Fodder for your feast
Born to die beneath the knives
Of the human beast
Have we no shame?
Who’ll speak for those with no voice?
For greed and for gain
We slaughter those with no choice
Those with no choice
Blood red coats, and the hounds in full cry
Cruel, cold guns blasting birds from the skies
Just a child left who cries
Those lifeless legs they loved to roam
And those were wings that flew
Those hearts that bleed on forest leaves
Were living just like you
Have we no shame?…
Poor souls, we stole
All the meadows you grazed
Poor souls, we stole
All your sun’s golden rays
Kept you chained up and caged
We darkened your days
Blood stained shelves, is your conscience quite numb?
Ask yourselves just what’s been done
To satisfy your tongue
But one day we shall curse these wrongs
The butchers shall be damned
The child shall lay his hand upon
The lion and the lamb
Have we no shame?
I sing for those with no voice
Who’ll spare them from pain?
I sing for those with no choice
Those with no choice
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25. |
FASCINATION
03:42
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The way that you walk
And the touch of your hair
The stories you tell
All the faces you wear
you saddle up horses and ride for horizons
You vanish into air
Fascination
it's just fascination
The world at you door
With a thousand demands
The child in you bows
To your mother's commands
Your boots tied with ribbons, your delicate fingers
The paintbox in your arms
You need time
To unwind
Get your feet on the ground
Day by day
That's the way
Not to lose what we found
I know it's not new
But here's looking at you
These second hand images, worn out expressions
Could never paint you true
Fascination
It's just fascination
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26. |
RHYME AND REASON
03:36
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RHYME AND REASON
Questioning this, questioning that
Questioning all you see
Why rose is a rose nobody knows
It‘s magic and mystery
You sit in your room
Counting the cost
But what have you gained
With paradise lost
Rhyme and reason
Why don’t you leave them at home
Rhyme and reason
All right as far as they go
All right as far as they go
Running from this, running from that
Running from heart and soul
The drum in the blood, the worm in the bud
All that you can’t control
The sirens’ song
The call of the wild
The nail in the kiss
The knife in the smile
Rhyme and reason….
And round any corner
Could be the love of a lifetime
Down in deep waters
New hands may throw you a lifeline
Cross any border
New suns, new rivers of moonshine
Rhyme and reason….
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27. |
SNOWFLAKE
04:26
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SNOWFLAKE
A little flake of snow
He settled on my sleeve
He had no place to go
And so he stayed with me
Though he was
Born to hills and trees
And green fields
Where the wild rose grows
He made his home with us
My little flake of snow
Underneath the oak trees
Where the sad wind sighs
That’s where my snow flake lies
Underneath the oak trees
Where the willows weep
That’s where my snow flake sleeps
We built his little house
Out on our balcony
He ran and jumped for joy
You do not cage what’s free
He used to
Lie and watch the rain
He loved to
Hear the wild winds blow
What was he dreaming of
My little flake of snow?
My little flake of snow
Seven years he stayed
Until the blizzard came
To call him home again
And though the
Spring now melts the ice
And though the
Lovely crocus grows
This world’s so cold without
My little flake of snow.
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28. |
HITCHHIKING HOME
04:08
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Hitchhiking Home
You were standing out in the rain
And he was driving your way
And it took just one ride in his car
And then he asked you to stay
But is it worth what you’re leaving behind
The song of the roads and the call of the wild
White dove resting on the cedar tree
It takes him just one wingbeat to be free
Hitchhiking home
You never know what horizons you may discover
Hitchhiking home
You hold out your thumb but you end up as lovers
Hitchhiking home
You know your head’s saying one thing but your heart says another
There’s a log on the fire
There’s a man in your bed
You pulled him out of the mire
Now there’s a crown on your head
But is it worth what you’re throwing away
For the Sunday papers and a place you can stay
White dove resting on the cedar tree
It takes him just one wingbeat to be free
All those years you stood by the highway
Rain or shine but still feeling ok
Dreaming of the car going your way
In the house on the hill
You hear the tick of the clocks
But when you dream of distant horizons
You hear the click of the locks
But it’s a strange kind of paradise
Where you cannot move and your hands are tied
White dove resting on the cedar tree
It takes him just one wingbeat to be free
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29. |
FREE AS YOU PLEASE
03:48
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30. |
CASANOVA'S BLUES
03:10
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CASSANOVA’S BLUES
Got a room in this old hotel
There’s nothing much to do
Got a book full of photographs
Of the people that I knew
Here’s a picture of Anna
In a room in Brazil
Don’t know where she’s living now
I don’t know if I ever will
But it was all the same to me
Sunlight and rain to me
It was just a game to me
I just hoped – that I played the right card
But old dreams die hard
Old dreams die hard
Here’s a picture of Flavia
On a bridge in Geneva
It was hard to know in the falling snow
Should I stay or should I leave her
It was all…
Old dreams are waking
In the attics of my mind
Old dreams that never fade
They’re the ghosts that walk my night
Here’s a picture of Julie
In a bar on the Rhine
Too bad we never learned to mix
A little water with the wine
It was all the same…
It gets lonely in this old hotel
And my spirit fails
I’m Judas in the garden love
My kiss is full of nails
It was all…
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Central States EP
by Mr. Golden Sun
Big-hearted, rootsy guitar-pop where bright, jangling chords cradle tender, beautifully melodic vocal lines.
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Rundgren-esque rock with big hooks and a hint of the baroque, recommended for fans of Jon Brion and post-Kill Rock Stars Elliott Smith.
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From London comes this beguilingly mysterious folk-based album with skeletal acoustics and melodies.
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