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Heaven
04:02
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Boy, lean near
There's a story you should hear
That I heard the spirits whisper
They say Heaven's just beyond the waves
The colour of a clear day
It smells like ash and sounds like the roaring rapids tumbling
Boy, here's what you should do
Take this axe, hollow a boat
Strip the bark to weave sailing rope
Find some small things that remind you of home
Take them with you so when you get there, heaven knows you
And then fly into the sun
Straight in to the horizon
Boy use the stars to find your way
Heaven will leave signs, but they're subtle
Remember your mother, she has similar ways
Turn your eyes inward and do not shift your gaze
Until time takes over
It will start to stretch and reshape
You'll see faces, use your intuition to recognize the angels
Let the Earth and your body become heavy
And if your soul is weightless, you'll separate
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2. |
The Outside
03:52
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You first saw me so I thought
Car pulled over in the bitumen lot
We were free and wide, and almost as deserted as the ocean
I said; if I died it would be as strange
As sitting here in the seagrass and salt
Sun on the boulders
And I had read the book you gave me
A mother cried, the son was blank and cold
The judge was urgent trying to find his soul
And he just stood there outside of it all
Well I told you, I told you, I told you
I told you, I told you, I told you I know it all
Me and you
We were true
Our golden skin kept bruising blue
It was outside when I gave my hand
Stared into the sun and tasted salt
Eyes cobalt
On my body you brought me back into
When I pushed aside god to make room
Well I told you, I told you, I told you
I told you, I told you, I told you I know it all
Me and you
We were true
Our golden skin kept bruising blue
Well I told you, I told you, I told you
I told you, I told you, I told you I know it all
You brought me back and I pushed aside god
In the backseat that time we got caught
Remember we drove way out past the port
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I wore the zebra print
to stand out
My sister said it was too much
for a work lunch
I let you stand too close
in the elevator
Guess I was feeling
kinda
precarious
You really got a hold over me now
You really got a hold over me now
..
I know this is unusual
I wish I understood to explain it to you
All I know is if we do it this way
We'll both get where we're navigating
I don't wanna open up
I don't wanna get too deep into it
Put your hand over my mouth
Or there's no way I'm coming round
You really got a hold over me now
You really got a hold over me now
You really gotta hold on to me now
You really gotta hold on to me now
..
You really got a hold over me now
You really got a hold over me now
You're really holding on to me now
You're really holding on to me now
You really gotta hold on to me now
You really gotta hold on to me now
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You’re a small town miracle, so they say
A paradise on the loose
Out here, there’s just enough folks to get around
but not enough to settle down, babe
Where you can drive without a registration
The same five faces collect like dust in those saloons
Where your night's dance partner is tomorrow's news
Oh, don’t you just make the headlines lately
You might think you’re a vagabond
You might think you’re the diamond in the crowd
Well, tonight we can be all those things
Wipe the slate clean,
Close your eyes,
Don’t let me down, country town
Well you up and went down south, no one turned their head
Or even turned around. Now you’re back,
Playing those same old hands, And everyone’s
Just shaking their head, like they did when you were young
You might think that no one’s got your number
You might think that you’re the only one
Well, tonight we can be anything
Wipe the slate clean,
Close your eyes,
Don’t let me down, country town
Where you gonna find that change you’re needing?
You’ve left it too long now, your money’s on the counter
Well people change, you got left calling out
Oh, don’t let me down,
Oh, don’t let me down
You might think that you’re a bohemian
You might think what you need ain't to be found
Well, tonight we can be everything
Wipe the slate clean,
Close your eyes,
Don’t let me down, country town
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5. |
Spain
04:28
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Didn’t sleep again last night
Tried to save the world with your gossamer mind
There’s a thousand things you need before you leave this life
You’re one drop in the ocean, one grain of rice
You could spend another lifetime in search of her
But did you see how she cried on the step of the church
She’s kneeling before you, you’re giving her up
Would you break down your fortress for a rag and a cup
And she said; if you're right, why not let me in?
And if we fight, are we gonna win?
You’re seeing your days waste away in the mirror
You’re spending all your evenings out at la bodega
Escaping idle moments that remind you of yourself
Trying to keep that carriage moving as it drags you through the dirt
And fathers are careless, they hurt and they cheat
He says that he’s human, you say that he’s weak
You swear by your cast that you won’t be like him
As you watch your mother weep among the pieces that he leaves
And if you don’t like yourself, why not blame it all on him?
If you don’t fight yourself, how you gonna win?
She came down from Lyon, in blazes and grief, she said
Don’t tell me you didn’t need me, baby you fell at my feet
Now I speak, and you knock it down cool as a stone
How could you leave me? I’ve given you too long to be alone
I tried so hard while you filled your cup, but please
Tell me did you ever fill mine, was there one drop left for me?
Now my sun is sinking over these years
I wanted a baby, I wanted so many things
(postscript)
I don’t care for what you might achieve
give me love, it’s the only thing I need
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6. |
Rising
04:03
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I traced your face
Had clay on my hands
Knelt there in the water
Your form in the sand
It’s just a simple kind of everyday thing
I didn’t think would move me
But when she blew into your lips love
Found I couldn’t breathe
Well I’d rather fall into the earth
Than rise up into the sky
Look up at you through the long grass
Feel you moving by me
As dawn’s rosy fingers
Steal across your skin
Told you I’d show you fire
You look at me like I’m insane
I keep writing you songs but you can’t hear
Keep sending you signs but you can’t see
You’re just confusing everything
Like random shapes in dreams
Well I tell you it pulls me to pieces
I couldn’t let it be
For the spark I felt about you
In you is too lovely
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7. |
A Wish
02:42
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8. |
Brixton Blue
03:18
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Packed up some bags and paper shades
On the Avenue Chartreuse
And I never once looked back, never dropped my gaze
Heard too much of the shipwreck news
I turned to Brixton Blue
The bands played on each night till late
It got in under my skin
It’s almost that I’ve lived another life, my feet retrace
I never wavered from that tune
I played on through Brixton Blue
What if I’d stayed, held to my own way
Shifted tracks to see it through
‘Cause I tied myself to something I still can’t explain
You could see in what I carried, those days
It's not that I ever tried too hard or leaned on fate
I left my youth under the concrete flyway
And if sometimes I appear a stranger
A clearer shade holds true
Dress myself in Brixton Blue
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9. |
Falling
04:35
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No time for falling
The air slows the landing down
Like the snow that settles
And spreads itself over the ground
Well its just and old dream
To meet one day in the park
Why should I care? There’s nothing all day for me to do
No reason for me to go out on the town
And its freezing slowly this afternoon
The steam rises in a cloud
The people here just let it happen
They just lament and stand around
Now the air is blue with evening
The returning of familiar sounds
It slips me by, the buzzing streetlights
And the talk of people as they pass
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10. |
Penelope
02:53
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Brushed by the softest whisper
Blown from between silver whiskers
Made home our bed, as we sailed through Elysian
Touched by the sound of weeping
Though I was only sleeping
Only in dreams now do I see your face
Reach over worlds, lead me into oblivion
I sit and wait, and wait, and wait
I weave a tapestry with your name stitched in
You sit and look past the cool rim of the day
You pick at the threads so they fray
So I broke the cup
So I lost the loom
So I bowed the wood that we polished to look so beautiful
Blow over the ocean, moan over the moor
Knocking over and over and over at your door
Which of us, which one loves you more?
If you had shown just the faintest glimmer
If you had blown just the softest whisper
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