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I could stare at your face for a lifetime, and learn who the enemy is.
I would not ask the same of you, but you can if you want to.
The future draws close
like the air in a thunderstorm
The hands keep on spinning
but you cannot hold them
Memories crumble, and turn into dust
and dive into your bloodstream, and clog up your arteries…
…Don’t for a minute forget where you came from
The whites of your eyes are the snow on the mountaintops -
Don’t lie to yourself! You were made in a factory
- Oh I’ve never seen such a tortuous shade of green -
Don’t climb to the top, there’ll be nothing to hold you…
- Your skin on my skin is compelling me forward
Don’t fall!
Don’t fall…
…in love
I tried to write you a reason for leaving, to slip into your cold palm,
I could not finish your beautiful name,
As I searched for the words you slipped out from the crowd and were
gone.
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Je m'accuse Blues
04:26
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It was late in the day
It was late in the day
And everybody makes mistakes, I still did a bad thing
I had too much to drink
I was so high I could not think
And the moon was winking his shimmering shink, I did a bad thing
And the dogs were howling the Je m’accuse blues
Stumbling home I kept on losing my shoes
I ain’t got no excuse; mea maxima culpa
I had nowhere to go
I had nowhere to go
And nobody could know I did a bad thing
And the dogs were howling…
I got lost down a dark backstreet
Found a doorway, crawled in, curled up and fell asleep
To be awoken by the smell of a man and the sound of his booted feet
I ran and ran til I could not breathe
And the dogs were howling…
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3. |
The Storm
06:18
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It started in a teacup (as storms are wont to do)
Flew out around the house, and as it moved it grew,
feeding on shame
and the things you’d have to change to be the same
as everyone, the same
as anyone
This happened once before in a house that was too small.
When last I passed it by I stole a look over the wall,
and now wild flowers line the drive
(but they too will die in time)
and the cracks across the glass remind us of how hard we tried
to be a family; believing ever after could end happily
But now
the house stands empty
and the dream has left me
and I could concede to be angry but I
don’t
want to lose more love.
No I don’t want to lose more love.
There’s thunderbolts and lightning now just as far as you can see.
Shoot your bullets to the sky but don’t you point that thing at me, I’m not
the woman
who you lost
or the money that it costs to be the same as everyone,
the same as anyone
There’s a light beneath my skin - it was not you who stitched it in, but - you saw me coming
long before I saw your shaking pen
as you wrote down the name: Ancient Tree, Sacred Chain
It’s just a name.
Like everyone.
The same as anyone
so don’t
tie it to your wrist, or tattoo it on your fist;
you can’t possess all that you say,
or make it true by power of faith.
Just like water touching water, just like rain on a lake,
I don’t
want a kneeling man.
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If I Were Queen
09:12
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The first time I tried, think I made someone cry
picking apples on the way home from school.
We all lied to be cool, but that was just cruel.
Still, it makes more sense to me now.
And the secret we kept - from that day
when we wept throughout the night, so sorry
for ourselves -
it hangs round my neck, so I can’t forget.
At least it makes more sense to me now.
I was taught to be good by The Book and The Wood,
I believe that there’s right and there’s wrong.
Still, I long for a life where I laugh before I cry,
can you find that by singing a song?
Oh, just to know there isn’t much further to go.
Now the house is all empty, the troubles are plenty,
my friends are all out in the sun.
They tell me ‘You’ve become but a memory…’
sounds to me like ‘Run!’
Leaving’s all I know how to do now.
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5. |
Old Man London
07:50
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Old Man London breathing down my neck
Old Man London never pays his check
Living in this city ain’t no living at all
My back got broke and my heart went ugly small
I hear piano when there ain’t no piano
Hear somebody singing when there ain’t no song
And I know I’ve been living in this city too long
My soul got eat up and my mind went crazy wrong
Old Man London, spitting in The River,
leaking stinking water into every street
I take my whiskey neat and my coffee dark and think - don’t nobody drink the water,
it’s gonna make you awful sick
Old Man London breathing down my neck
Old Man London never pays his check
Living in this city ain’t no living at all
My back got broke and my heart went ugly small
No, living in this city, it ain’t no living at all
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6. |
23rd Time Lucky
06:01
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You are golden
You are holy
and your miracle eyes, turn the tarnished inside
holy white like the hue of my love
- You give just enough.
A stone’s throw; a stone
so heavy I can’t take it home,
so leave it where it lies
and lie
and listen to the rain all night, with open eyes
In the morning we’ll take it to a place where no-one knows,
pick aralia and rose to weave a wreath around its head
to kill it dead before it grows.
Come on down from the mountain and know you’re wrong;
so long solemn can’t change you so pick up your stone -
the face that you gave it was so like your own…
Oh no! No-one can tell us no nothing, so leave us alone!
And at night we run rings around our right and reverent friends
Our broken hearts that don’tcare mends,
our open arms that lust - and burn with carelessly danced cigarette ends.
But in the morning such childish contrivances are ink against the rain,
your purist poem won’t remain
your truest word is just a stain on
a summer dress; on a
bare and brave young breast; on a loveless bed;
in a thoughtless head
You were golden
You were holy
but your miracle eyes leave me hollow inside
pride has swallowed the best of
my love, you were golden
you were holy but I
will turn you to dust, from which you came
and from which you were raised in the gaze of my love, darling, don’t
be afraid of the dust, from which you were made
like the rest
of us.
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7. |
House of Cards
08:55
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Outside your window I can see
a single leaf atop a solitary tree
Your parents never let us play piano on a Sunday
Outside your window I can see
an empty house, a shrinking patch of stricken street
I wish that you were closer to me
The valley is a sinking wreck,
the town hides down beneath its dank decaying deck
No fire above, no lamps below
for the bullying hills said so
It was for love we left I know
And love that took us where we did not wish to go
And love that led you to the door
And love that let us down once more
Build high the cards! Cast out the line!
Our luck will change - just give it time.
What monstrous beasts did bring you here?
And beasts be they that though you plead they do not hear.
But, if to you these beasts they be,
then we are too, as such, you see
Unfaithful daughters all are we! to call by name what you can’t see
The danger of this kind of love, it holds too tight to let in light,
and life, it starts to fray around the edge
a single thread
pulled right until there’s nothing left.
You may feel safe inside a cage, but there’s nothing here to eat my dear.
Let fall the cards…let go the line,
you lost you hope, I’ll bury mine.
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Yankel
04:59
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Too many sunsets lost waiting for you to come home
it’s not beautiful when you’re alone and wondering why
Too many too long nights asking the same old thing
over again to just to hear the same old lie
They say that love is blind, but I can see
you losing sight of me
Well I’m not sad to say goodbye, I’m not going to sit and cry
my mamma always told me, ‘Whatever will be will be…’
And I’m not going to dream of you, to see other lovers together and rue
the day you said that you were leaving me
I have already forgotten the colour of your eyes
the way it felt each time your kisses caught me by surprise
I do not remember how it sounds when you call my name
all those fights I swore you started, well, who knows now who’s to blame
And I forget where I left that letter you sent, that said you’d love me til you die
well I’m not sad at all. No I’m not sad at all
I’m not sad at all, to say goodbye.
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9. |
Into the Sea
07:26
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Well, I can’t keep wandering around
with a bloodhound
at my heels… I wonder
how it feels, to kill
a
dog
I left the house
again last night
without
my clothes on
and I forgot to tell
the doctor I was doing well;
tell the nurse that she
could stop
drugging my tea
and although there are a millions songs
when someone sings
I hear
but one:
I see no reason not to walk into the sea
I thought I saw a rope keeping me from the wall
and a black
whole as the night
every star looks just as bright - from far away
I saw a thousand stairs
ceaselessly spiralling they led
to the foot
of the bed
where the two of you with me lay
laughing
dreaming, sleeplessly
the world beneath our feet
as when every night we’d see the moonlight
strike
the silent sea
in a coastal town in Italy
and I knew that all we three could walk on water if we pleased
and I’ll live to see a million suns if in each one I hear that song
I see no reason
now to walk
into
the
sea
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