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Dark Quarters
03:06
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Now you’ve chosen the place you’ll lay
In dark quarters, still I’ll stay
Thinking a lot about
Change in the ways that held dear
Feeling through the days
When it could be the same, though I doubt
And it’s full of fools they say
Don’t wanna stay anyway
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2. |
Each Passing Moment
04:27
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Yes it’s true that I’ve been bored
Not happy at the thought of staying in this lonely place with you
But each passing moment’s rest is a delicate and fruitful labour
And doesn’t mean we shouldn’t get a kick
From the pig at our feet
Every whisper that’s been said or
Carried away by your head
Just to seem perfect and able
Could it be a longing day,
That’s to be dared against?
I know I know,
I couldn’t have you anyway, at least not for long
You’ll go, I know
You couldn’t see it any way that I’d wanted
I’m not much use to my baby now
My clothes and approach are ruining her waves of time
And it’s over now but I wouldn’t want to change any of your ways
But it doesn’t mean I can’t get a kick
From the pig at our feet
I know I know,
I couldn’t have you anyway, at least not for long
You’ll go, I know
You couldn’t see it any way that I’d want
I’ve been, I’m bored
And no not happy at the thought of staying here
Of staying here
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3. |
Without A Spare Moment
02:40
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My drive has always been you
For the longest time
And without a spare moment
I never stopped loving you
This day I’ll stand a little longer
By my window looking out
To see the lovers stepping out
Knowing someone cares
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4. |
I'll Keep On Giving
04:17
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It’s a bolder strength you’ve shown
Than the face that looks at me now
It’s fooling me but I’ve noticed and it won’t stay long
Hold to any humour
It’s only life that has let you down
It is love that has brought you to my door
Why do pebbles still skip
From your shore of grace and valour?
I know you’re lonely but I’ll keep on giving
I’ll keep on giving
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5. |
Tides of Europe
05:45
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In the country of my flower
They say there’s no word for sin
No age of revolution
Soon our voyage to begin
Aboard the gentle saint Constantine
I saw a woman of the sea
They bound her legs and cut her tongue
So no song could she sing
And when we settled upon Egypt
With its great and noble ancestry
Still preserved in balms and wraps
A detailed history
Across the conquered tides of Europe
Ashore the humid land of plagues
How could you have condemned Moses
We are similar but we are not the same
When I leave for rosy England
My treasure to my breast
For the world to see, for my kin to learn
For display in the British Museum
Across the conquered tides of Europe
Ashore the humid land of plagues
How could you have condemned Moses
We are similar but we are not the same
Across the conquered tides of Europe
Ashore the humid land of plagues
How could you have condemned Moses
We are similar and we are just the same
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6. |
Chucklebelle Wine
04:24
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What do these seasons of change say to you?
Was youth in a fix
And each avenue more bonnie than the last?
Was love on every corner?
But it’s all rotations I suppose
And there’s a little of you left now
So I’ll send for it from the green green hills
By the rising day, and one more lick of that
Chucklebelle wine
And I’ll be fine yes oh so fine
Do you remember?
All the rain from the Beano to the Weavers
The drains had filled, boards had wavered
All our love letters - to the street
From too many days
When I couldn’t even be full of pain
But tonight I say to you
I wanna stay on the right side of this
Chucklebelle Wine
And ill be fine yes oh so fine
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Whats the use in loving
Without a lover there
So I say I’m only feigning
That I don’t even care
But now I know
I am certain
I am not alone
Anymore
I came upon a dying dream
Strung up on a wooden beam
I gave my beads unto the sister
And prayed at any cost
But now I know
I am certain
I am not alone
Anymore
And when I’ve sung again for you
Played every fool on every stage
Tried the fruit of withered trees
And you, you haven’t aged
But now I know
I am certain
I am not alone
Anymore
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8. |
Expedition Prayer
04:09
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Lord forgive me
For I have tempted fate
Storm drunk and tempered foul
I’ve harboured far from your shores
Only as they called me a liar
Did I tell them of desire
And all the things a lover could be
Lord I beg of you
To grant me back my wits
I fell from love and bore a son
Who brought with him a fee
Only when they held me
To my word did I deceive
And sell them songs of mercy I didn’t have
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9. |
Blues Tune
04:03
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There is happiness amongst the silver
If you can bring your touch to the pines
Always remember how it yearns
Bury down your head of sorrow
For soon you’ll find that every year
Is but a flower in the garden
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10. |
There May Be A Time
03:47
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Will you lay with me tonight or my lover
For a life that’s longer than our days
Come dressed as you are now - in beauty
And your eyes that always fold me
If you leave I’ll be bitter
You know I’d be without your words and your company
But how the movement of our moments
Have tricked the light to shine on the gallows
I thought I was older than this feeling that gets me now
Or at least proud enough to wait
If you really know me lay your heart down
But forge your tongue to be gentle
For I’ve known the birds you sing for
And they are flying high and true on this night
I thought I was older than this feeling that gets me now
Or at least proud enough to wait
I thought I was older than this feeling that gets me now
Or at least proud enough to fall away
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11. |
Holiday Trinket
05:45
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Would you write it down on your paper?
That you lied and you stole and you left
That your supper was never enough for you
Well I saw you first in the new hall
You were fair to the first game of chance
But I had my reality and you, you had your mask
Am I but a holiday trinket
A shadow cast out to the dark
You spoke once of tall granite arches
That when you returned you’d strike down
The next that we spoke you were longing
For a moon that would forever stay
But god has no faith in its light, so you say
But I saw you as you wandered the gardens
Looking for the timid and meek
You’re cruelty, it seems, was not just for me
And when you came upon a mouse
That squealed and fevered in fright
You placed your palm over its eyes
And purred into the night
Well now that you’ve fled for another
More flesh to keep salted and brined
Good riddance to those I despise
But you seemed to me quite fetching
In your father’s beloved old coat
But oh how your eyes have given you up as the goat
Am I but a holiday trinket
A shadow cast out to the dark
You spoke once of tall granite arches
That when you returned you’d strike down
Am I but a holiday trinket
A shadow cast out to the dark
You spoke once of tall granite arches
That when you returned you’d strike down
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I’m out, fumbling on the east side
Lauding the hearts that linger on
It’s just the waiting around
Really gets me down
Guess that I’m losing grip, but I’d loath being through
I’m floored most every other night
With smiles and clout that bust me
It’s just the running around
Really gets me down
My life in the booth ain’t a jot, and nothing fits
Lately, I’ve been dancing back to
Every place that I was friends with
It’s just the running around
Really gets me down
I know that you know it too but hell I love you
I guess it’s all this around, fawned in this life
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13. |
Early Spring
03:43
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What’s the use in picking between life and love, when one’s not half without the other?
It’s an ode to days when spring was young
I was blue but you were new to me
Felt used by the passing whiles, though I know time will tell all the world that you want it to
Pull a strain and fall in a longing road
Or lay yourself by the crowns that impeached your day
Trunks and tunes and old ways; to be on your own and falling about by the river
Where the flowers grew and they knew me
They knew you too and just when to whip away
But what’s the use in picking between life and love, when one’s not enough without the other?
Say it’s an ode to days young
When I was blue and you were new to me
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14. |
St. Frances
04:30
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Don’t tell but I’ve left for Santa Fe
On the union railway east
I hopped captain o’malley
First degree
I said “that’s that”, and although the lady was long ago
She meant much more to me than days
That I’d spent in those seasons away
Chasing thoughts of freedom
I’m fearful but I’m proud to be
Another man under St Frances
I’m swell I’m fine, it’s only my youth that has died
I’ve tried to live with the tragedy
But now my skin sags and lays I can’t be free
Or pretend
And don’t you weep when Sunday’s angels wheel me in
By the only soul left in here.
My pleasure was free and the longing I’ve lost,
Oh but the freedom I’ve found
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Whats in the words I never say
She goes on and never thinks of me
When she had stayed she fell away
Her melody has passed me by again
Whats love for you is not for me
Whats meant to be takes days to be
What not your fault and what is true
When destiny is wheeled by you
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16. |
Dreary Sabrina
07:10
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Dreary Sabrina
Tell me what’s your fire for
Its burning higher evermore
And I’m losing to your dreaming
In its warmth
Dreary Sabrina
Are you leaving for the coast
Take everything you treasure most
Only to leave behind the meadows
And the thatched roofs
I’ve begun to understand you
And you are nothing but a whisper
From the stranger at the bar
Yes you are
Dreary Sabrina
I had thought that you were fine
That you’d been granted ample time
Now you’d found your mother’s poems
Beneath the stair
Dreary Sabrina
When you do come back to me
I will not be here patiently
I’ll travel far to see it
Oh the love of which you speak
I didn’t plan being nothing
It just happened in this way
And there’s nothing left to say
Except I miss you
Dreary Sabrina
I found the watch you gave to me
But good time it does not keep
For its hands are all but useless
For they cannot hold me
Dreary Sabrina
I only fell in love with you
For there was no one else to choose
In this place of prayer-less worship
There was only you
I was fortunate to see you
When you bathed within the lake
The moonlight for heavens sake
Was born to kiss you
Dreary Sabrina
Do you often cry like this
Looking for a thing to miss
Like a birdsong carried through the window
And laid gentle on your breast
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Well I was born of circumstance
And I only know the things I’m told
They say I’ve conquered over France
And the more I talk
The less I listen
And the more the people cry
I’ve seen as much as any man
Who has seen his brother die
I swore an oath to follow law
And the oath I swore
I never gave no thought
Till the day they lay his body down
Sweet Ann Marie
I dream of loving thee
But I shall not be back
Until that coward crawls
I have sent the old world back
Ushered in a fresh decent
Signed in blood and stamped in oil
Theres a sorrow there
That I loathe to share
But I shall upon his name
When I see my final sun
I shall climb behind its rays
To bear my brother’s silver cross
His only crime
Was running out of time
And laying in the sand
Sweet Ann Marie
I dream of loving thee
But I shall not return
Until the beggar burns
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18. |
In My Room
02:09
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In my room
With its broken door
The posters on the wall
Of Hitler, John and Paul
I see myself
In my room
There's books of Somerset Maugham
Of Irving Stone and Oscar Wilde
There's poetry of my own
And I can be myself
In my room
There's imitation Lautrecs
Jane Avril is my favourite
The Moulin Rouge is next
I think I'll burn them all
For they're no good at all
You didn't understand
By my head
There's a photograph of you
Your face seems to be sad
I wonder where you are
I suppose you're fine
I wanted to
Share my room with you
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