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Wild
03:44
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out in the wild it is deadly quiet
out in the wild it is deadly quiet
out in the wild it is deadly quiet,
do you think there is something to fear?
for only when we see, do we tend to believe,
though you're long been whispering in my ear,
but, i told you, i don't want to hear
i don't want to hear
but maybe i will stay, outside for a while
maybe i will stay, outside
& in the cold, & in the rain
i am happy to stay
i won't be missing
any body or any other place
& in the dark, i will
keep my eyes open
just a-waiting to see, where all the
scary things come from
just waiting to see, where they all,
come from
so, come inside now, you cannot stay out there forever
oh, come in, you'll catch your death of cold
just a lying out there in the snow
that storm on the horizon, is not, one that i will let you, die on
oh, come in, it is still quiet,
you can lie beside the fire, you can
take off all your clothes &
dream of, whatever your heart desires
but in the cold, or in the rain
you were happy to stay,
didn't seem to be missing
any body or any other place
& in the dark, you still
keep your eyes open
just a-waiting to see, where all the
scary things come from
just waiting to see, where they all,
come from
just waiting to see, where they all,
come from
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2. |
Marked is the Ground
02:49
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Peace is the colour of the killer come to town
Kissed, the shade of my true love's crown
Yellow, like children & bold, as a hawk
Quiet, the distance, as predators stalk
Marked is the ground, when a hunger runs wild
Old games do haunt, in their old-time style
* * * * *
Dust plays the desert, as the king plays his queen,
I play the rumours, as they play me
the Space above, that holds us in her keep
Turns the seasons, as we turn in our sleep
Yet we take all we can, with our gold & our loot
From our glittering crowns, right down, to our golden boots
* * * * *
Caught red by the hand, in a dashing white suit
She says, close your eyes, for, the time is nigh, that i,
i'm gonna have to shoot,
i'm gonna have to shoot.
* * * * * *
(yet,)
Peace is the colour of the killer come to town
Kissed, the shade of my true love's crown
Yellow,like children & bold, as the hawk
Quiet, distance, as predators stalk
Marked is the ground, when a hunger runs wild
Old games do haunt, in their old-time style
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3. |
Don Quixote
03:12
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so you set out like don quixote
with all your swords & weapons drawn
to do battle with an unknown enemy
you plan your attack for dawn
& when you have won their hearts
when you have trained for years & years
when you have perfected your every skill
& exhausted all your tears
that's when i will meet you on the battlefield, (of love)
& i will fight you with my all
& everything you have come to win & know of,
i will call, it back to me
will you be able to pre-empt my moves
would you be bold enough to withdraw
would you be strong enough to deal a fatal blow
& know it was the only thing, called for
know it was the only thing called for
the only thing called for
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Diamond
04:44
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I found a newly cut diamond
shining like nothing I have ever seen
like the clearest light that has ever been
I'm sure that it fell here just for me
I was walking down by the riverside
as the morning light governed in the mourning incoming tide
& lying right there, before my feet
lay a diamond, glowing & commanding me
with all of the colour I ever wanted there to be, be, be
So we may travel far, bring your memories in a jar,
hold the lid on tight, it may be a bumpy ride
& when we there arrive, we'll read them in
clearest diamond light, clearest diamond light
I beheld the oldest of diamonds
with light enough for a thousand diamond rings
Oh how many diamond hunters I would have to have
to capture up all of the colour therein shimmering
I feel your nearness in the morning
when all the dew is ghostly glistening
hand in hand we go, do we go out walking
to reconcile all of our past life reckoning
& find all the colour we ever wanted there to be, be, be
So we may travel far, bring your memories in a jar,
hold the lid on tight, it may be a bumpy ride
& when we there arrive, we'll read them in
clearest diamond light, clearest diamond light
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5. |
Phoenix
03:33
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I would sail around the world for you,
Catch all the clouds, leave nothing but blue sky, behind
Catch them in a net, which sails right behind my mind
& they would say, She never looked so bold,
with nothing but, Deep sea and the universe to behold,
There's a phoenix, in a burning tree
Dreaming that she sees somebody who looks like me
Letting go of all her memories
& Never ever, ever, being so pleased
So I'll bring you one thousand caskets of wine,
All the flowers in the world, one hundred concubines
Just to feel deserving of your grace
'fore I give up my throne, my well-worn place beside you
& All my loves, oh I love them, just for you
All my loves, oh I love them, just for, you
There's a phoenix, in a burning tree
Dreaming that she sees somebody who looks like me
Letting go of all her memories
Oh, so sweetly
Oh, so sweetly
So, I've got my thousand lives locked in a jar
and I look at you, in the ones that have come so far
Just a staggering up to the end of the bar
You say you don't drink here, but you knows who I are
You knows who I are
You knows who I are
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I want you, but you want something else
how could you, could you want something else
as all my multiple personalities, try on their, very best
to see us through
I know you, but you know something else
how could you, could you know something else
as a fragment of memory, is trying to surface & draw breath
to see us through
I see you, do you see something else
how do you, do you see something else
& time, it draws, around us all, like a Quilt of Bets,
will it see us through
sing now....
Take my hand, walk on foreign ground
Understand, to one another we all are bound
but the clearest light of dawn will come in & break us yet
to see us through
I want you, now & always by my side
but if you want to run, I will stay, I will be your alibi
I don't know how, but I want us to some way be satisfied
to see it through
I see you, do you see something else
how do you, do you see something else
& time, it draws, around us all, like a Quilt of bets,
will it see us through
sing now,...
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7. |
Driftwood Horses
03:11
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in a black & white photo, in a town by the sea
i had a dream, about you, about me
the folks dress strangely, & talk queerly
& the wind blows through, surreptitiously
the sand it hits, in individual grains
we've been walking, hands apart, cross cobbled lanes
i wish that i could, wear all the disdain
& be the all to your freedom
the women make horses out of drifting wood
been minding my mumblin', in 'tempts to be un'erstood
yet i still hear voices telling me i could, well, be,
the last one, to be freed
For Everything i Craft, it always for You
Your my midnight dreaming in everything i Do
Now I'm Free to Love Whomever I Choose
& this Time, this Time it's You
so we ride our horses, from near to far
collage them gently, with mud & tar
i've been talking to angels & to Lucifer,
bargaining the straightest road, to your freedom
For Everything you Craft, it always for Me
I'm your All-time dreaming in Narcolepsy
So feel Free to Love, everything You See
Ain't that the way, its' meant to be
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8. |
Eye of the Storm
03:36
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you walk into this big house
with the word still hanging from your mouth
you move through the street-scape
saying it's the reason that made
you, say you are no-one's scout
yet you still want to find some
dirt on me
tell me true then, whose scent you wear
maybe then we too will come clean
all soaped up & warm
& just relishing
through the moment in the eye of the storm
oh, baby please
you don't need to hunt for them no more
you can just stay with me
through the moment in the eye of the storm
& just relishing
you say that you are, never in doubt
even as the blood's stil drying on your blouse
you move through the planet-scape
saying it's beauty is what makes you,
you know you, are my favourite scout
& everybody will be all over you
tell me true then whose scent you crave
maybe then we too will come clean
all soaped up & warm
& just relishing
through the moment in the eye of the storm
oh, baby please
you don't need to hunt for them no more
you can just stay with me
through the moment in the eye of the storm
& just relishing
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9. |
Secret Agent Bones
04:25
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staircase leading up into
the mind of a loved, some-
one was touching sight
upon the beat of a drum
secrets ringing outwards
from the bones of a unicorn
tell me stories as i drift over to
when i was new/-born
trembling as it touches
to the edge of the forest
the sharpened buds
of wizened caskets,
holding seeds of a thought
flies upon the whims
of all the ideas in pre-form
resonance comes louder,
in imaginary states
O-o-oh, there's something here,
never seen
calmer, quieter, brighter,
than we've, ever been
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dei-o-in-dei, dei-o- dei-o-in-dei
dei-o-in-dei, dei-o- dei-o-in-dei
dei- a - doe - dei-a dei - ....
dei- a - doe - dei-a dei - ....
*
move your mind softly,
hear the leaves shiver
but stomp your heart loudly,
hear my breath quiver
i've been astounded,
by where we come from
i've been astounded,
by what we've done
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dei-o-in-dei, dei-o- dei-o-in-dei
dei-o-in-dei, dei-o- dei-o-in-dei
dei- a - doe - dei-a dei - ....
dei- a - doe - dei-a dei - ....
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