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Her Eyes Dart 'Round
02:58
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O my love is light as a dove
Her skin is fair and dark is her hair
And her eyes dart 'round and fall on the ground
And her lips move along to an old country song
O down south you'll find, amongst the tall pines
An old liquor store where we danced on the floor
O the light on the wall, it brightens the hall
But the room in the back is quiet and black
What keeps me alive is the green in your eyes
And the sweet distant drone of your voice on the phone
Could I hear, in death, your voice and your breath?
Could I hear them sounds in life underground?
Lightly she walks among the white stalks
And, craning her neck, she steps from the deck
Could I bow in the sand to your lilly white hand?
May my head gently rest on your lilly white breast?
O my love is light as a dove
Her skin is fair and dark is her hair
And her eyes dart 'round and fall on the ground
And her lips move along to an old country song
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FRIENDS (OR I CAME HERE TO DRINK BOOZE AND DESTROY TOWN)
I tried to party all night but I crashed out 'round twelve-thirty
Tried to party all night but I really wasn't thirsty
I wasn't going to go, I tried to stay at home but they made me
Yeah, there's something going on but I'm a Stay-In Stacey
And if I don't get back alive
Or if I don't make thirty-five
It’s been a wonderful time, thanks for coming to see me
Had a wonderful time, but I read the signs, I'm leaving
I wasn't going to go, ‘cos I’ve forgotten how to partáy
Tried to rock out tonight but I threw up outside Carpe
And if I don't get back alive
Or if I don't make thirty-five
Keep holding on
Keep holding on
Keep holding ever-shifting shapes and bodies out in space anon
Friends holding on
And if I don't get back alive
Or if I don't make thirty-five
Keep holding on
Keep holding on
Keep holding ever-shifting shapes and bodies out in space anon
Friends holding on
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Nothing
That's all I hear
Down by the scenery
Of sea
And nothing below
The breeze in the trees
The sand between my toes
And all is well
So far as I can tell
Feel free to tell me otherwise
But nothing
That you could say
Could ruin this heatwave
And if I had my guitar
I'd play something fast and mean
It's the Estrella raging in my bloodstream
And the red wine stains
On my white Felice shirt
But It's all worked
Out well for me
Mediterranean blue for the day
Take a little sunshine with your afternoon rain
Won't be long until I'm back again
Mediterranean blue for the day
Take a little sunshine with your afternoon rain
Won't be long until I'm back again
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Yes it is evening, it's always the evening
Out in the garden, I am freezing
Candle still burning, your coat on my arm
My breath in the air and the air is calm
The tiles in the bathroom, the paint on the door
The things that need mending, your clothes on the floor
You won't pick them up at all
You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for
I saw a serpent biting its tail
And a host of angels drowning in flame
I've seen beauty lost, un-replaced
All I know is that I have to wait
Still, the sky is on fire If you look to the west
Where the fields burn black and the city is lost
There is nowhere safe for me anymore
You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for
Although I didn’t know
Although I didn’t know
How could I not know!?
I've been to more weddings than funerals up to date
But I'm aware that one day that will change
Waited one Christmas for the birth of a boy
In a hospital ward filled with women and noise
My friends are scattered throughout time and space
But we come together when the effort is made
I'll write you your own song, until then be sure
You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for
You are the one that I've been waiting for
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Sweeter Than Silence
03:24
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She’s still pretty but don’t mention last year’s breakdown
She’s going to find another in town
And creep under the skin like a sad, sad ivy
Like a poison charm or a boat lost at sea
She’s a boat lost at sea
Like a sad, sad, sad ivy
Like me
On with a life. Her eyes slowed to adjust
She dreams of control, power and trust
And creep under the skin like a sad, sad ivy
Like a poison charm or a boat lost at sea
She’s a boat lost at sea
Like a sad, sad, sad ivy
Like me
Blurred numbers dance under tired skies
Blurred numbers dance under tired eyes
You make the sweetest sound that I’ve ever heard
Sweeter than those of Mary the First
The sweetest sounds I’ve heard on this earth
You make the sweetest sound that I’ve ever heard
Sweeter than those of Mary the First
The sweetest sounds I’ve heard on this earth
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Meadow Song
02:43
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In the windy meadow beneath the shade of an old oak tree
Sip a little whisky, come keep me company
We’re not lost --- I know exactly where we need to be
Oh, my days…..
Dragonflies, bright and blue land on grass of deep green
There is a humming on the breeze. Sounds like
All I’ve ever said or done, and all I’ve ever seen
Coming back to me…..
Come and say hello in the meadow
You know that you want to
I'm alone, on my own, in the meadow
I'll wait one more day for you
This old guitar has a lot of scars but a solid wooden heart
In this world of sin, I’m so afraid to live.
It’s been awkward from the start but on and on it spins
Join me as I sing….
Come and say hello in the meadow
You know that you want to
I'm alone, on my own, in the meadow
I'll wait one more day for you
I'll wait one more day for you
I'll wait one more day for you
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Joanne
04:08
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Now Joanne, she's a strange one
Her big ideas, they come and they go
She's a feather on a windsome morn
And she's an angel in the snow
She doesn't know where she's going
And she doesn't know how to slow
She needs something, something that's different
In the life she's come to know
When Joanne rings in the changes
You know you're not going to come through
You've seen Joanne's life rearranging
And she's written her own rules
Now Joanne's nowhere to be seen
I've not heard her voice on the telephone
She's a ghost in my lifeline
Since she turned and walked that road
When Joanne rings in the changes
You know you're not going to come through
You've seen Joanne's life rearranging
And she's broken her own rules
And she's still, still feeling used
And she's still, still running confused
And she's still, yes she’s still in a state
I can't help but feel like she likes it that way
Oh Joanne, are you unhappy?
Or Joanne, are you just bored?
When Joanne rings in the changes
You know you're not going to come through
You've seen Joanne's life rearranging
And there are, there are no rules
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Ava Adore
03:53
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It's you that I adore
You will always be my whore
You'll be a mother to my child
And a child to my heart
We must never be apart
We must never be apart
Lovely girl you're the beauty in my world
Without you there aren't reasons left to find
And I'll pull your crooked teeth
You'll be perfect just like me
You'll be a lover in my bed
And a gun to my head
We must never be apart
We must never be apart
Lovely girl you're the murder in my world
Dressing coffins for the souls I've left to die
Drinking mercury. To the mystery
Of all that you should ever leave behind
In time
In you I see dirty
In you I count the stars
In you I feel so pretty
In you I taste God
In you I feel so hungry
In you I crash cars
We must never be apart
Drinking mercury. To the mystery
Of all that you should ever seek to find
Lovely girl you're the murder in my world
Dressing coffins for the souls I've left behind
In time
We must never be apart
Drinking mercury. To the mystery
Of all that you should ever seek to find
Lovely girl you're the murder in my world
Dressing coffins for the souls I've left behind
In time
We must never be apart
And you'll always be my whore
'Cause you're the one that I adore
And I'll pull your crooked teeth
You'll be perfect just like me
In you I feel so dirty
In you I crash cars
In you I feel so pretty
In you I taste God...
We must never be apart
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Tossing and turning on a sea of teeth
The Girl In The Swing always helps me to sleep
Not for the first time in my whole life
But I fucked up pretty bad this time…..
Here at the top of my skull, I wonder, how could it be?
Hearts are little liars and are not to be believed
And you say I am insolent
And I am incomplete
I’m a forest fire on a city street
But I don’t want to be
I’ve got a life to lead
You say I’m a juvenile
I’m an awful friend
I’m a runaway train at the railroad’s end
Something I don’t want to see
But that’s not really me
I was sailing away upon a lake of sweat
Every harbor filled with poison regret
And I wasn’t sure if I’d survive….
So I brought a pistol to your knife fight
Here at the top of my skull, I wonder, how could it be?
Hearts are little liars and are not to be believed
And you say I am insolent
And I am incomplete
I’m a forest fire on a city street
But I don’t want to be
I’ve got a life to lead
You say I’m a juvenile
I’m an awful friend
I’m a runaway train at the railroad’s end
Something I don’t want to see
But that’s not really me
Some ride for a woman who has no name, some ride for a king
But me I’d ride and ride for The Girl In The Swing
Race like a phantom through fields of snow
You ask me if I know what love is? Sure I know
But hearts are little liars and must be treated so
Ba Ba Ba-Ba Ba-Ba Ba Ba
Hearts are little liars and I dont want to know
Ba Ba Ba-Ba Ba-Ba Ba Ba
Ba Ba Ba-Ba Ba-Ba Ba Ba
Ba Ba Ba-Ba Ba-Ba Ba Ba
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This can happen any day
So be careful what you say
Be clean and tidy oil the lock
Trim the garden, wind the clock
And now, with swift emergence, comes the woman and the surgeons
Turn off your eyes, forget your mind
Don’t forget what’s left inside
Blue eyed silhouetted frame
She came to talk with me again
And now, with swift emergence, comes the woman and the surgeons
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Silverlode Leeds, UK
Silverlode is a folksome indie rock band from Leeds.
A folk band in the broadest sense of
the word; dogs of pop; self-taught musical ruffians who play to their own traditions. Reinventors of self and prone to playing their songs in a myriad of ways, join Silverlode on their mythological journey through history, future, fantasy and good times via their ever-evolving music.
DIY since 2001.
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