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Original version appears on 'The Big Nothing', this is the single version.

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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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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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