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I caught a cold
I caught a glimpse of lightening
As fire covered the ground ---
There was an awful sound
I’m deeply troubled now
I tried so hard to close my eyes to attenuate the memory
But noting else will come to me --- just that brilliant jagged streak
Now I’m in this kitchen
Ghosts are all around me
Some laughing --- others childe me
My fault for believing
All my fault for believing in you
I watched us burn
I saw us turn to ashes
As fire ate at our hearts
Ravenous for the stuff ---
The residue of love
I tried so hard to close my eyes to attenuate the memory
But noting else will come to me --- just that brilliant jagged streak
Now I’m in this kitchen
Ghosts are all around me
Some laughing --- others childe me
My fault for believing
All my fault for believing
I will not be frightened
No I will not be frightened
Of the ghosts or the lightening
I will not repeat the mistakes I made concerning you
I caught a cold
I swear I dreamt of lightening
A long long time ago
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A cloud hangs upon the skyline
Watching you shiver and drink your wine ---
With a belly full o' Fire-Mead there are tricks to be done
Underneath the burnished sky of the setting sun
There's a climatic point when we'll become one
And Heaven is such a long way down --- the Elixir washes me out
The time is right --- the time is now
And Heaven is such a long way down --- the Elixir washes me out
The time is right --- the time is now
[Interlude]
So you won't be taking me alive tonight (So Alive)
I'll be sifting through the sands of time (Travel Time)
And that cloud holds no menace for you or I (Sounds/Smells)
As it watches us together --- drinking wine (Water/Wine)
And Heaven is such a long way down --- the Elixir washes me out
The time is right --- the time is now
The sky will swallow and enrapt --- trouble is far away at last
We are the lovers of the past
[Interlude]
A cloud hangs upon the skyline
Just to watch the world go by
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Don’t --- Don’t think of yourself
As an organic pain receptor hurtling towards oblivion ---
When the land just falls away there’s no need to stay
(There’s no need to stay) --- Be still
Work --- Work that bit harder
And try to remember you are one of six billion ---
And fools litter the way, don’t heed what they say
(There’s no need to say) --- Be still
You know you can’t just pack it away
Trouble never seems to fit in an old suitcase
Hey, don’t leave on the heels of a dream
Wherever you go, they will give chase
So, so just for a while, be still --- Be still --- Oh, be still
And Bang! --- Bang, right on target!
You got hit the hardest, so what, keep on marching
‘Cos home is far away --- yeah you need to pray
(There’s no need to pray) --- Be still
You know you can’t just pack it away
Trouble never seems to fit in an old suitcase
Hey, don’t leave on the heels of a dream
Wherever you go, they will give chase
So, so just for a while, be still --- Be still --- Oh, be still
You know you can’t ever pack it away!
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Mysteries locked in memory are fading away fast ---
Knowledge and images held captive in the past
Time, the careless jailer, lost the key or changed the locks
And waltzing down the corridor, he worries not about the cost
Time is passing quickly --- time is racing by without a sound
And pretty soon I know it, another year will have spun round
And I’m not feeling quite so bitter --- no urge to break this mirror
Maybe black will come white
And I won’t be so deaf and dumb and I won’t be chillblind
I awoke late one Sunday and I had been reborn that day
Into your smile, my past lives went fading and I could love again
‘Cos I’m not feeling quite so bitter --- no urge to break this mirror
Maybe black will come white
And I won’t be so deaf and dumb and I won’t be chillblind
The Spangled Pandemonium is missing from the zoo
I am young and should not fear and neither should you
Not a word I heard can I relate (I’ve never been to Spain)
Pretty pink I chose for you to greet you off the train
Passion and Patience; the children of Mammon (Snow White, Rose Red)
Drank fire with the king of the blues and the glorious dead
A river of burning consciousness in the valley of my mind
Sending out shivers of fire into the cold and empty night
Sink a look my eyes --- they’ll tell you so many goddam lies
Sink a look my eyes --- they’ll tell you that there’s no reprise, it’s true
Oh curse your tireless Father --- he, he will never understand
In the garden of renewal, I am exciled --- who am I in this land?
Well, I’m not feeling quite so bitter --- no urge to break this mirror
Maybe black will come white
And I won’t be so deaf and dumb and I won’t be chillblind
Please don’t leave me again that way --- I will bide my time --- I will bide my time --- I‘ll bite my tongue!
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5. |
Cold
03:34
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Can you hear the night outside my love?
The echoes in the troubled distance ---
Chaos in the blackness ---
A requiem for a hungry spirit looking for a home
My hands are cold --- this place is cold
I can’t stop my wretched body shaking
I only have these hands
Please draw the blinds and we will light a candle ---
We will light them all
You catch my gaze and put me away in the pockets of your apron
Hold me like you will never let me go
Brave girl. Turn off the television --- it will do no good
And when we die don’t leave me in another life
Even if the world is awash with water and ice
Can you hear the sea beyond my love?
The waves are filtered through the trees
Weeds creep into my hair
A chorus line for a thirsty sailor listening out for songs
Our hearts are cold --- the world is cold
Can’t stop our ravaged turning souls
We’re only blessed with one heart
Please draw the blinds and we will light a candle ---
A candle for the world
You catch my gaze and set me in flames with the shimmer of your night gown
Stained with salt we will forever go
Brave girl. Turn off the television --- it will do no good
And when we die don’t leave me in another life
Even if it turns out to be a shining paradise
Can you hear the rain outside my love?
I am cold.
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6. |
Dark Cities (Remix)
02:49
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Lost souls on the motorways
Sticks and stones and broken homes
In dark cities by the wayside
Cryin' out for something more than you can give them
Empty words dissolved in time
Scattered across the landscape of
Dark cities under the power lines
Choking in the mess they've now become (I'm sure you live in one)
But There's magic in the atmosphere
And There's magic in the atmos here
And Beauty all around this town
You cannot drag it down
Children lost to infinities
Martyred kings of industry
In all the desperate, dark cities
With their down-trodden societies, so upset and angry with the town that they call home
But There's magic in the atmosphere
And There's magic in the atmos here
And Beauty all around this town
You cannot drag it down
No, you'll never drag it down
There's beauty in this town
I know, I've been around
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-- Scene I. (In the tulip gardens at midnight, late spring)
Tulip array; in abundance ---
As Psyche opens her wings
I have seen things in the cold night air
I have seen things that I know are not there
Out in the gardens at midnight
In ground frost and moonlight
I know things are not easy
I know times are not well
As the butterfly spins with colourful wings
I see double the scene reflected in the green of your eyes
-- Scene II. (Early spring, a vast and sun-lit field at noon)
Daffodil mound in the sunlight ---
Beating the air, she sweeps low
There are things I know --- in the corn fields in spring
I’m sure I’ve seen her --- I have found things
New life in the fields behold
Physical death cannot claim the soul
I know things are not easy
I know times are not well
As the butterfly spins with colourful wings
I see double the scene reflected in the green of your eyes
I know things are not easy
I know times are not well
As the butterfly spins with colourful wings
I see double the scene reflected in the green of your eyes
Double the scene reflected in the green of your eyes
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8. |
John Dee (2013 Revisit)
02:52
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Reveal unto me the secrets of this universe
God-fearing black magician stained by history
Seer gaze for me, conjure up mine angels
God-fearing black magician unto who the demons speak
The serpent, the subtlest and mankind the frailest of beasts of the fields at the dawn
And falling from grace took the wind from the sails and lost us the language of God
Try my hand at alchemy, but wealth is far too earthly
God-fearing black magician stained by history
The ultimate goal of a man who’d risk his soul to know all there is to know scares me so
Beyond our mortal realm; was it heaven, was it hell?
I don’t think that Dee could tell but he cast his fears aside ---
and climbed to dizzy heights
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9. |
La Fiesta Del Diablo
04:03
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You are the sailor in me
We are high on the seas
A trail of death and disease in every port town.
You are the devil beneath
We are wild and free
There’s nothing we couldn’t be --- reach out and take me on!
Take me on.
Take me on.
Take me on.
Take me.
There was a time I was good
I would do what I should
I would have helped if I could but that got boring.
And now I do as a please
I lie and I cheat
It’s all about Me! Me! --- Take me on!
Take me on.
Take me on.
Take me on.
Take me home.
You appeared in a Jersey Royal
On my toast and on my wall
In the cut of my back lawn
(This old world is sad and blue)
In my defence --- there was none.
(We and our kind are it’s wrecking crew)
I was a God-fearing man
I’m still a God-fearing man
I fear God when I can but it don’t suit me
And now I do as I please
I lie and I cheat
It’s all about Me! Me! --- Take me on!
Take me on.
Take me on.
Take me on.
Take me home.
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Weather takes a turn
to greet the waking world ---
winds whisper 'Good Morning',
all icy breath and water falling.
Catch the early train,
fan the inner-city flames ---
‘Conomy beast is turning
it's the lifestyle you are earning.
So you’re gonna wanna sell your suit and tie --- today is the day
So there’s something wrong in your life? --- the city’s a-rage!
Scolded by the inner-city flames. I suppose everyone is the same
But my head is on fire. My head is on fire.
You can't stop what falls
you of the high-rise world
all you have and you're so alone
maybe tonight you won't commute back home.
So you’re gonna wanna sell your suit and tie --- today is the day
So there’s something wrong in your life? --- the city’s a-rage!
Scolded by the inner-city flames. I suppose everyone is the same
But my head is on fire. My head is on fire.
So you’re gonna wanna sell your suit and tie --- today is the day
So there’s something wrong in your life? --- the city’s a-rage!
Scolded by the inner-city flames. I suppose everyone is the same
But my head is on fire. My head is on fire.
The phone ringing all the time ---
The boss wants more of my life ---
I am only twenty-five.
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Nothing made me smile today
My sense of taste was all astray
I looked in the mirror
At a face pale and gray
I took my only comfort
In a song so sad and long
Because nothing really feels right when you're gone.
I got a call from a friend of mine
With plans to hit the town
But I stayed home all on my own
Underneath my own black cloud
This big house seems so much colder now
And it's like I don't belong
Because nothing really feels right when you're gone.
Sure, I've been busy
Oh yeah, I've got plenty on
I work until the light has died
I work like nothing's wrong
I keep myself occupied
Hell, I even wrote this song
But nothing really feels right when you're gone.
It's snowing out the window
It’s raining in my heart
A thousand miles of land and sea
Are keeping us apart
I know you'll be back here
With me before too long
But nothing really feels right when you're gone.
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12. |
Oh Brother
03:06
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Oh Brother, won’t you give me some good news before I loose my little mind?
I’ve been sleeping oh so lightly, waiting patient all my life
Now my head may burst with dark foreboding truths
I am so scared, so scared, so young, so out of tune
Can’t tell what is wrong or right anymore
I just need to see the light that first lead me to your front door
Oh Brother, won’t you give me some good news before I loose my little mind?
I’ve been sleeping oh so lightly, waiting patient all my life
All the white lies I have ever told
They cling to the dew of your grassy fold
The devil that resides in me is well aware
Of my sins --- it is to him I confess this prayer
Oh Brother, won’t you give me some good news before I loose my little mind?
I’ve been sleeping oh so lightly, waiting patiently behind
Patient all my life
Patient all my life
Patient all my life
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14. |
Rue St. Veuve
03:03
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I have seen it all before
In it’s deep misery
Up there in the spot light
Where I would never choose to be
(Behold) In the city’s main square!
Full of garish people in a gaudy parade
(“Stop pushing the wrong way, my friend”)
The theatre is still a way away
The theatre is still a way away
I called upon the hour glass
Then I told you the end of the play
A twisted, morbid epilogue
Words foaming from a disused drain
(Behold) In the city’s main square!
Full of garish people in a gaudy parade
(“Stop pushing the wrong way, my friend”)
The theatre is still a way away
The theatre is still a way away
Back then, that was not true
But it came around to be out of necessity or need
I would slit his throat if he threatened me
Well, stopping short of literally
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Spain
01:57
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oft shades of gold
Brown-yellow hue
Cereals soak up the sun
That bakes the ground through which it grew
I am travelling through a countryside
It is so much vaster in my mind
Than the grey-green land where I reside
Brown terra firma
Red terracotta
White-washed walls and not a soul in sight
Throughout the heat of the afternoon
It’s just me and you
Lay me down beneath lofty poplars
Where the shaded grass is cool
There was a girl with long brown hair
And eyes so wide in the Spanish light
There we shared all our secrets
And promised to keep them true
Come what may, I’ll remember this day with you
Brown terra firma
Red terracotta
White-washed walls and not a soul in sight
Throughout the heat of the afternoon
It’s just me and you
Brown terra firma
Red terracotta
White-washed walls and not a soul in sight
Throughout the heat of the afternoon
It’s just me and you
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The Difference Between Love & Hades....
Six seeds of old consumed --- division of the whole. Oh behold!
The underworld has gained you so your mother splits the world in two
And all mankind shall share in her sorrow
And all mankind shall reap in her joy
And all mankind shall share in her sorrow
And all mankind shall reap in her joy
Why won’t you give her back, don’t tell me that I taste that bad!?
Give her back because you know the rules --- there is a price on forbidden fruit.
Six seeds of old consumed --- division of the whole. Oh behold!
The underworld has gained you so your mother splits the world in two
And all mankind shall know of the winter
And all mankind shall feel the cold
And all mankind shall know of the winter
And all mankind shall feel the cold
Why won’t you give her back, don’t tell me that I taste that bad!?
Give her back because you know the rules --- there is a price on forbidden fruit.
I always fall for brunettes ---
Sad pomegranate soul
So far I have no regrets ---
Don’t want to rule on my own!
Don’t want to be all alone.
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17. |
The Flames
02:26
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The evening holds a glory light
It casts firey reflections in your eyes
And flickering shadows dance at the water's edge
Oh, those hollow words I searched to find
Only serve to scar my mind
And to measure up my worth
Against the forest fire
And the flames burn higher
And the flames burn high
And the flames burn higher
And the flames burn high
And the flames burn higher
And the flames burn high
And the flames burn higher
And the flames burn high
I picked the wrong fruit last time
Wicked magic filled my mind
I need all your protection and your guile
Well the firelight bends and floods my eyes
Before your majesty stand I
To measure up my worth
Against the forest fire
And the flames burn higher
And the flames burn high
And the flames burn higher
And the flames burn high
And the flames burn higher (These flames burn higher)
And the flames burn high
And the flames burn higher (These flames burn higher)
And the flames burn high
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We circle high above the battlefields --- there’s tumult down below.
Amid the fires and fallen friends, I can only pray for snow ---
Cover up the dead and hide the words that were never heard,
For those that were once children have wandered into the world
Never to be seen again by those who might have cared.
It’s all such a long low time ago --- you were not there.
I am just a keeper of memories and times ---
Boxes, photographs and things that never see sunshine.
Thinking of what might have been only makes things worse ---
I feel like the only static thing in the universe,
Never to be free again if its true what’s been said ---
Youth passed away one day but was never laid to rest.
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19. |
The Treatment
02:49
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I saw a different set of doctors on the second day
Their opinion was much the same ---
Too much relief with too little strain
And it was with me where they laid the blame
But I’ve been beaten
My heart aches from the treatment
And I’ve been meaning to turn my life around
Anyhow
The hospital is comfortable with the quality of a dream
The nurses here are beautiful and attend to me
Well they’re all glamour models, porn princesses and fetish queens
The problem is, I don’t appear to be able to leave
But I’ve been beaten
My heart aches from the treatment
And I’ve been meaning to turn my life around
Anyhow
We can give you pills
We can make you well
We can make you feel much better
Not the national health
We can give you pills
We can make you well
We can make you feel much better
Not the national hell
Oh, I’ve been beaten
My heart aches from the treatment
And I’ve been meaning to turn my life around
Anyhow
Oh, I’ve been needing my diagnosis treating
And I’ve been dreaming thoughts which aren’t allowed
Anyhow
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Upheaval never was my friend ---
Especially when it’s forced into my head
I’ll dig my heels in so hard,
I used to think I was smart
Then the rains came and swept my house away
Lapping around my hearth they dowse my flames
No upheaval never was my friend ---
Especially when it’s pushed into my head
The times I’ve resisted with all my strength,
Probably left me poorer in the end
It seems rain will always fall upon a happy home
That just seems to be the way it goes
But still, upheaval never was my friend ---
Never ever, ever, ever been a friend.
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21. |
Wolves At Bay
04:02
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(My corporate peers circle me in the shadows and I glimpse only their eyes.
They wait for me to fall and will push where they can. They are hungry.)
I can see something on the horizon ---
it's been long neglected since I've been away
and I can't believe your new-found doubt for me
I've offered my best to keep wolves at bay
Was it something I said? 'Cos that was a look and a half... (you won’t even know)
Why do I feel like I’m walking wounded in the dark? (you won’t ever know)
Oh I don’t know.
I heard something at our last meeting
whispers negative, the smouldering of hate
come business warrior --- here to usurp me
I’ll offer my best for the saving of face
Was it something I said? 'Cos that was a look and a half... (you won’t even know)
Why do I feel like I’m walking wounded in the dark? (you won’t ever know)
Oh I don’t know.
They wait for me to fall
They wait for me to fall --- I’ll curse them all!
I can see something on the horizon ---
it's been long neglected since I've been away
and I can't believe your new-found doubt for me
I've offered my best to keep wolves at bay
Was it something I said? 'Cos that was a look and a half... (you won’t even know)
Why do I feel like I’m walking wounded in the dark? (you won’t ever know)
Oh I don’t know.
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22. |
Whetstone West
01:52
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Cold December lets the moon hang low
A glorious orb, leering at the world (below)
I can see it through the silhouettes;
The skeletal trees of Whetstone West
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Silverlode Leeds, UK
Silverlode is a folksome indie rock band from Leeds.
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