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Alexandra's Dream
04:07
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We walked home under a champagne sky
Upon arrival laid our clothes to dry
And as I laid my body down
I began to hear the sound you hear
When something
Inside you dies
I dreamt that night of lines of people on a road
The dust was thick from heavy traffic that had slowed
“Where we goin’?” I asked someone
And I knew that I was done when he
Said something
Like “Just get in the line”
And in that moment, my legs did not seem to know
Just how to move so I could step into that row
And as I felt my body freeze
I cried out to no one “Please!
I need something…”
The only word I could find
I woke up inside the champagne sky
And on a cloud I laid my coat to dry
But when I laid my next step down
My feet sank into the ground
And there was nothing
To pull me up but my mind
I dreamt that night of lines of people on a road
The dust so thick from heavy traffic oh my lord
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2. |
Closing Down the Weekend
03:26
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They’re closin’ down the weekend
You built yourself up now you’re weakened
By the fall
Soon the winter will have you freakin’
About the way you’ve been cheapened
Could’ve had it all
But you were a seeker, so busy seekin’
Friday night miracles, a Sunday morning doll
You could’ve had it all
But now the snow it only deepens
And they’re shutterin’ the town
And closin’ down the weekend
You built yourself up now you’re weakened
You were a seeker
(They’re closin’ down the weekend)
So busy seekin’
(They’re closin’ down the weekend)
Friday night miracles
Sunday morning dolls
You’re gonna be, you’re gonna be
You’re gonna be freakin’
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Land of Plenty
03:20
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Living in the land of plenty
Walking through the park at noon
Filling my cup ‘til I’m empty inside
Singing my song to the moon
Faking my own identity
Stealing my own favourite tune
Give myself up to the cops I won’t hide
It’s breaking my heart right in two
The world it ain’t right
Such a dog-gone life
We’re at the highest point of the lowest place
And they’re ain’t no ending in sight
Hardship and want for the many
While fortune rains down on the few
Setting up shop over enemy lines
Singing this is the cross that I choose
The world it ain’t right
Such a dog-gone life
We’re at the highest point of the lowest place
And they’re ain’t no ending in sight
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Pays perdu
04:02
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Si on vit dans ce loop c’est qu’on aime trop
On aime trop ce qui nous tue
Même si l’ambition du monde c’est nous faire disparaître
Un par un
I’ll disappear with you
On a vu le soleil dans l’abîme de la mer
De la mer
Un pays perdu
C’est une bande magnétique presque devenue poussière
Figée dans la pierre
Si on vit dans un loop c’est qu’on aime trop
Love’s killing me
And if this world’s gonna break us
Into dust
I’ll disappear with you
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The Gift
03:12
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If I gave you a gift
Too heavy to lift
Would you know how to hold it?
Know how to take that weight and shift
Some of it away
Lord knows I need a break
If you need some words to fight
A long November night
Will I know how to form them?
Know how to phrase those words just right?
Give this state a name
Lord knows I feel your pain
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Another day, we’re on the miracle merry-go-round
Come to stay, we’re on empirical, spiritual ground
(I’m going home, got to go home)
There is a star
For every wish we make for every dreamer
A falling star
For every ill-fated wreck, every believer
We’re moving in and moving out
It’s all a moving picture show
One day you’re someone, and the next you gotsta go
We’re moving on and moving through
It’s all a magic trick you know
Grab onto something
Another day, we’re on the miracle merry-go-round
Come to stay, we’re on empirical, spiritual ground
(I’m going home, gotsta go home)
Livin’ so large
Like letters in the Santa Monica Mountains
Until we fall
Back to the source and then we drink from the fountain
Round and round and round we go
We will not bend we will not bow
Hold on to something
It’s a moving picture show
Round and round and round we go
We’re dancing to and skipping fro
Grab on to someone
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Mother's Daughter
04:13
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Waiting for a spark to take
We dance on waves of glass until they break
Golden moon, silver lake
With bated breath we count the days
December, January, April, May
Pink to blue, brown to grey
Skipping on the diamond water
The hopes of every mother’s daughter
And in the fading sun you caught her
Casting dreams the moonlight brought her
We dance on waves of glass until they break
Still soon, not too late
Skipping on the diamond water
The hopes of every mother’s daughter
And in the fading sun you caught her
Casting dreams the moonlight brought her
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Maps & Directions
03:38
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I found a book of maps and directions
Of places we’d gone before the world was infected
And there was a page onto which it was written
The address of a stranger who’d have us for breakfast
I drew an old church with its ancient graveyard
And wrote out the names of the people who lay there
You at the wheel and I at the paper
Tried to outrun the rain but could not escape her
Words they trail off and thoughts they are scribbles
I sometimes get lost and leave right in the middle
You at the wheel as the rain gently tapered
Then I dropped my pen, we slipped into the vapour
Cross out the seasons and tear back the years
A fog in the eyes, a song in the ears
Oh fabric of names
Oh thoughts without weight
Climb, you wild vines,
Climb over the mind’s hardened gate
I found a book of maps and directions
Premonitions of danger and fragrant reflections
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Boats
05:29
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Je rêve d’un temps de lumière et de vent
Sans nuage dans le ciel
Vogue, vogue au loin
Petit printemps dure éternellement
Je l’entends dans ma tête
Tu chantes
Tu chantes
Sitting on a clock I wait to be called
But I have no name
Spinning on a rock my fate slowly drops
Like dice to be played
And there’s a sound that is makes
How can the body sail above the clouds
When the heart sinks like a stone
To the bottom of the sea?
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Dream Angus
04:20
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Can you no hush your weepin’
All the wee lambs are sleepin’
Birdies are nestlin', nestlin' together
Dream Angus is hirplin’ o’er the heather
Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell
Angus is here with dreams to sell
Hush ye my babe and sleep without fear
Dream Angus has brought you a dream my dear
List' to the curlew cryin’
Faintly the echoes dyin’
Even the birdies and beasties are sleepin'
But my bonnie bairn lies weepin' weepin’
Dreams to sell, fine dreams to sell
Angus is here with dreams to sell
Hush ye my babe and sleep without fear
Dream Angus has brought you a dream my dear
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