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A Haunting
02:30
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Your pain is thick, it fits you like a glove.
Your gaze is fixed; a haunting has begun.
Like a punch in the gut; like a mouthful of blood,
Grimace hard not to flinch as your hands grope in the mud.
Mmmmmmmm…..
Your flame’s eclipsed by pocketfuls of scorn.
Three dirty tricks to find a bed of thorns
On your tongue, in your kiss, broken smile, crooked teeth,
Poison leaks from your lips and more salt rolls down your cheek.
Mmmmmmmm……
Your pain is slick, no purchase to be found.
You lose your grip and slide back to the ground.
To be here once again, like a moth to a flame,
Knowing there’s no escape from your litany of shame.
Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh
Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh
Like a punch in the gut; like a mouthful of blood,
Grimace hard not to flinch as your hands grope in the mud.
Your pain is thick, it fits you like a glove.
Your gaze is fixed; a haunting has begun.
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Ships Will Sail
04:48
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Ships will sail out of reach, over horizons,
Slips beneath those plodding feet she keeps her eyes on.
Living in her daydreams, living in the past,
Course charted with a compass; the needle had been lost.
Don’t wait, don’t wait.
Dreams will wake unfulfilled; don’t try to hold them.
Bonds will break, you can’t rebuild; don’t try to mould them.
Standin’ on a threshold, decision in hand.
Will you leave your old desires behind you in the sand?
Don’t wait, don’t wait.
Would you sail that crooked strait?
Would you weigh that anchor?
How much longer will you wait to raise your voice and thank her?
Inky fingers hold the key to liberate her.
She no longer hears the voice of the narrator.
A great big expectation bubbles up inside,
Got no more illusions, got nothin’ left to hide.
Won’t wait, won’t wait.
Would you sail that crooked strait?
Would you weigh that anchor?
How much longer will you wait to raise your voice and thank her?
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Calendar Days
05:16
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Calendar days, one by one; Calendar days on the run.
Like leaves in the autumn, they strip the trees bare.
And memories of summer have left only a blur.
Oh come to me when lights are low;
Oh come to me when days are slow.
We were an alchemy of spirit and fire.
We were an alchemy of time and desire.
Winter binds autumn to spring, it’s all part of the annual ring.
And I vow to love you here today.
Bitter and cold came the tears, heartache beating the time in my ear,
And I vow to love you here today at the turn of the year.
Day after day; week after week;
Month after month, I’ll always seek.
Those days that are lost to me still burn bright and clear,
And you who are gone from me will ever be near.
Winter binds autumn to spring, it’s all part of the annual ring.
And I vow to love you here today.
Bitter and cold came the tears, heartache beating the time in my ear,
And I vow to love you here today at the turn of the year.
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4. |
Ignition
03:47
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You make my belly ache, my pulse accelerate,
My skin is weeping with desire
Your touch describes the arc of the ignition spark
My senses wallow in your fire
This fleeting, this burning indecision
Masquerades beneath a careless disposition
My sinful tinder heart will always crave ignition
Eyes closed I hold my breath, poised like a little death
Close to the edge where we conspire
My vision scintillates, my will disintegrates
When I feel you tremble and perspire
This fleeting, this burning indecision
Masquerades beneath a careless disposition
My wicked tinder heart will always crave
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
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Demeanour
05:25
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Do, do you rue
Do you regret the love you threw away
And who, who knew that you would
Would ever regret the love you threw away
Hearts that are brittle are easy to break
Loves that are little are easy to shake
Faith seeks acquittal and wonders how it can forsake
My, my foolish eyes
Betrayed with a tear that happened to let slip
No smile, no smile defiled
What you cannot hide and happened to let slip
Hearts that are brittle are easy to break
Loves that are little are easy to fake
Faith seeks acquittal and wonders how it can forsake
Innocence
Experience
They broke each other
But who, who would ever need to know
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Hollow Lullaby
02:58
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Hush now, don’t say a word.
Don’t you dare disturb the rest of the herd.
Hush now, from you not a peep.
Let the other sheep lull you back to sleep
Seek your oblivion in the rock-a-by cradle
Of fashion magazines and empty TV dreams
Let your mind stultify
As you swallow the hollow lullaby
Hush now, may you slumber sound
While terrors abound; for you no battle ground.
Hush now, don’t look past the gloss.
You see, the other’s loss is not worth a fuss
Seek your oblivion in the rock-a-by cradle
Of a third-rate theme park ride
In a talk-show tabloid void
Kiss your soul goodbye
As you swallow the hollow lullaby
You swallow the hollow lullaby.
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Human Earthquake
04:35
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Flesh and fault lines,
Devastation make
Tangled bloodlines,
Human earthquake.
Catch the fever
From her burnin glance
No spell weaver
Made a second chance.
She told stories,
Sometimes she’d confess
Vacant glories,
No one to impress.
What was once determined
By the fall
Brings us now to a standstill
Once and for all
Flesh and fault lines,
Devastation make
Tangled bloodlines,
Human earthquake.
Human earthquake,
Human earthquake
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Funny's Not The Word
03:01
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Funny seein’ you, you were in my thoughts
Why you would be makes no nevermind
Just as big as life, your customary gait
You never saw me, the one you left behind.
Funny’s not the word, I was well set up
Everyone thought I had set my hat
Ah, but life was playin’ tricks, making us a pair
Who knew we were capable of that.
Don’t make me explain the emotions we survived
Don’t make me explain, we both came through surprised
Don’t make me explain, can’t say we never tried
Philosophy and me, we won’t get very far
But at least I see the funny side
Cos it’s funny seein’ you when you were in my thoughts
Though why you would be makes no nevermind.
Don’t make me explain the emotions we survived
Don’t make me explain, we both came through surprised
Don’t make me explain, can’t say we never tried
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