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Mrs Bride
03:31
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Mrs. Bride
I got your picture in my cell, Mrs. Bride
You’re looking well and your arms are held out wide
You’ve got red eye in the lens
Your smile says, “That depends!”
And I can’t remember now why you died.
I breathe out…… I breathe in (x2)
That’s how I do my bird.
Fagends, sweat and strange perfumed smells
The clangs on the landings, echoed yells
Guys buzz round being manic
To cover up their panic
At night the landing fills with ghosts of girls
I breathe out…… I breathe in (x2)
That’s how I do my bird.
There are cons here who are searching, on a mission
They read prophecy, philosophy, religion
Their heads full of ideas
Hectic stuff and weird
Some see evil, some see angel visions
I breathe out…… I breathe in (x2)
That’s how I do my bird.
I got angry and the anger poisoned me
Every man is angry in Gartree
But I breathe in the still
And breathe out the dark
Banged up in my cell I know I’m free
Banged up in my cell I know I’m free
I breathe out…… I breathe in (x2)
That’s how I do my bird.
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The Beautiful Suchness of Things
I’m filming my life with my phone
It’s the camera lens in the zone
My eye does not need to take part
And I don’t need a functioning heart
I’ll catch up my life at the end
Or you can, when I press “send”
It’s a shock when the cool breeze brings
The beautiful suchness of things.
You’re talking but I will not hear
I’m thinking of having a beer
At last when the beer’s in my hand
I forget it, engrossed in the band
Another distraction’s along
So I miss more than half of the song
It’s a shock when the cool breeze brings
The beautiful suchness of things.
I’m eating problems at work
I’m drinking plans for the night
Not taking part, I just lurk
No wonder I don’t feel delight
I get in the way of my life
Dissecting it under the knife
It’s a shock when the cool breeze brings
The beautiful suchness of things.
You could get to the end of your days
Where the past curls up in the blaze
And there’s nothing at all up ahead
Not even the being of dead
A glass of peach juice will amaze
Cold potato and real mayonnaise
It’s a shock when the cool breeze brings
The beautiful suchness of things.
It’s a day when everything’s calm
It’s a day when everything’s still
When I’ve dampened down my alarm
Things can do whatever they will
And they do, with fabulous charm
Just themselves, they teach me, until
It’s a shock when the cool breeze brings
The beautiful suchness of things.
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Dark Islands
04:13
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Dark Islands
The open doorway rustles with a light dust fall
As a sleeping wren turns in the old roof turf.
The silence now stretches past the curlew’s call
And rests on a bed of whispering surf.
The full moon’s glow echoes softly from the bay
And spreads through the gloom in the night frost air
Where my sweet boy sleeps dreaming in the hay
Dark islands, shining water, have we lost her?
She’s a thousand miles away
Will she be there?
Dark islands, dark islands
The moon’s reflection ripples and there comes a sudden chill
The little boy turns in his cow-shed bed
She’s a long way away and she’s itching for a thrill
In a wild mood that’s filled me up with dread
The open doorway rustles with a pattering of rain
I hear his snuffling snores as he breathes but doesn’t stir
Will his life be sadness, and things we can’t explain?
Dark islands, shining water, have we lost her?
She’s a thousand miles away
Will she be there?
Dark islands, dark islands
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Smiling People
03:50
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Smiling People
(You) think love’s rare, it isn’t
Think love is special, no
You’d hear it if you listened
Listen high and low
The birds enjoying flight
The breeze that loves to blow
The trees that reach for light
Time is love each moment slow
Smiling people they all know
You must listen high and low
Breathe in deep and feel the glow
You must listen high and low
It isn’t true that love is rare
It’s all around and everywhere
Real good feelings here and there
Just let it go
You know when push must come to shove
That everything is made of love
Even you, you’re made of love
You so and so
Smiling people they all know
You must listen high and low
Breathe in deep and feel the glow
You must listen high and low
wake up/stretch /and/yawn and /shower/
see/ the/sunrise/over/towers/ breakfast/orange /blackbird’s/big song/
stay /together/we’ll do/no wrong/
dressing /smartly/made to /measure/ sunrise /bringing/smiles of/pleasure/ walking/one step/two step /bus-stop/ you just/keep on /singing/don’t stop/ doo-wap /doo-wap /doo-wap
April/showers/sunshine/raindrop/ jump in /hundred/miles to/foodstop/ radio/blasting/lovely/doo-wap/
doo-wap /doo-wap /doo-wap
I’m a live it’s good enough[yeah] e-ven when the times are rough you’re a long time be ing dead
live it well and you’re a-head
we are only here a while
those who know love give a smile
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Not a Riddle
02:32
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Notariddle
it cannot be seen
but it can be heard
its curious name
sung in each word
it is not hiding
you don’t need belief
gossip defeats it
it’s tougher than grief
it’s there in the saint
and deep in the creep
in peace it won’t smile
in war it won’t weep
it was never born
it was there from the start
quiet your mind
it’s there in your heart
Don’t add thought
To the morning light
It is as it is
And it is just right
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Ocean Eyes
02:57
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Ocean Eyes
my heart’s a hen caught by the foot
flapping in a feather fizz
she knows that she can watch defeat
her ruthless eyes have seen what is
my belly’s falling down a shaft
miners in a plunging cage
she watches with those ocean eyes
formed at much too young an age
men in hardhats drill my lungs
they think I can be cured
it won’t hurt her if I am hurt
her knowing eyes are now inured
I’m saturated by her look
the tide comes in I’m full and wet
salt is squeezing from my eyes
the foaming wave tastes like regret
she knows what things cannot be shared
to her I humbly bow down low
to earth to clouds to sea I bow
for all is greater, all aglow
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What Can it Be?
05:01
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What can it be?
Something is here
Alive in the air
It spreads as the daylight fades
Here and everywhere
I think that your smile
And maybe that dress
Turned on the moon and stars
And the dark night said, Yes!
CHORUS
It’s in every breath I take and never feels wrong
It’s subtle like the candlelight and I just go along
I feel it in the glowing cloud and in the rustling trees
The night is in love with you and we are
we are
at our ease
I look at the moon
Hear the sighing sea
A million stars on fire for you
And I know that I agree
I see in your eye
Lit by candle flame
Why the Heavens fell for you
And I feel the same
CHORUS
It’s in every breath I take and never feels wrong
It’s coming through like radio waves and I just go along
I feel it in the moonlit clouds and in the rustling trees
The night is in love with you and we are
we are
at our ease
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8. |
Blame Not
03:39
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Blame Not
You cut the strings on Mandy
And kicked your Jimmy Choo
Smack at the polished cedar wood
And smashed a hole right through.
Temper, temper, once-my-love!
The mandolin is true -
He only sang what I told him to:
The treachery of you.
His strings it’s true played hostile chords
His tone was bitter gall
But kicking holes through the sounding board
Is no use at all.
He told the world what you promised
And what it is you do.
He sang the truth he sang the truth
Sang the truth of you.
Whose fault is it the song is cruel?
Twas you that I admired
I think we should name the one
By whom the song’s inspired.
The mandolin is not to blame
But the one who was untrue
He only sang what I told him to:
The treachery of you.
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Lingering
03:51
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Lingering
Gran’s on the bridge
Where swallows swoop by
Next to the lake
Between earth and sky
She smiles forever
She knows that’s not long
Though it is forever
And as long as this song
Lingering, lingering In the park
Lingering Till it gets dark
Goldfish crowd
Round the infant man
Who scatters fishfood
The grandson of Gran
Gran smiles forever
She knows that’s not long
Though when children play
It’s as sweet as a song
Lingering, lingering In the park
Lingering Till it gets dark
Fish love tall fronds
Where the current wends
And like the grandson
Think time never ends
Gran smiles forever
She knows that’s not long
Though the last of it lasts
As long as this song
Lingering, lingering In the park
Lingering Till it gets dark
Children and Grandma
Love to play
Till shadows deepen
At the end of the day
Gran smiles forever
And she knows why
‘Cause now is forever
And now will not die
Lingering, lingering In the park
Lingering Till it gets dark
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