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Moon
04:09
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Last night I was dreaming about you my love, last night I was dreaming of you.
In the morning you never materialized, in the morning you didn't come through.
So I curse at the day that stands in the way of the night time that brings me to you
I pray for a sleep so dark and so deep to swallow me like a tomb.
Please come soon, I'll bring you the moon if you do
Please come soon, my life's in ruins
Last night we were dancing in the grand ballroom in a Palace made out of spoons
When you stopped suddenly to ask of me "Hey darling, do you think we're doomed?"
Please come soon, I'll bring you the moon if you do
Please come soon, my life's in ruins
Last night you were speaking in tongues again
Last night you were speaking in tongues
You were naked apart from the birds in your hair
They were singing "Get out of here"
Please come soon, I'll bring you the moon if you do
Please come soon, my life's in ruins
Last night I was dreaming about you my love last night I was dreaming of you
In the morning light you failed to arrive, in the morning you didn't come true.
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Always Kind
03:51
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She makes it all so much better, she makes it all so much better.
She is the water in the desert, she is the comfort in forever.
She is the safe way through the mountains, she is the pennies in your fountain.
And she's always always kind. She's always on my mind
She is the keys to the kingdom, she is the window that you sing from.
She is the wall around your city, she is the armour on your body.
She is the stitches in your torn clothes, she is the candle in your window.
And she's always, always kind.
She is the Rock you build your church on,
she is the fire in your sermon.
She is the silence in your temple, she holds you close when you tremble.
She is the prayer upon your tongue, she is your ever burning sun.
And she's always always kind.
And she's always all over my little mind
She makes it all so much better...
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Puzzle Box
03:38
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Where are you trying to get to?
Deep down , way down in your heart you're already there
Come on join the dots
You know what you are
Underneath the locks
In the rattle of your puzzle box.
What is it that you chase, endlessly?
You're after the bitter, you're after the sweet
Come down from your mountain and breathe easily
Come on join the dots
You know what you are
Underneath the locks
In the rattle of your puzzle box
The scratches in your wall
The shadows in your vault
Who's there Knock ! Knock!
Show yourself !!!
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The World is Wide
05:30
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Did you mean what you said when you said you were thinking about leaving here
Well it got me to thinking how would you feel about having company?
All we need is a stick and a good handkerchief to tie to it
And we'll fill it with things that adventurers bring when they go
Where the world is wide and we ain't no fools
Yeah the world is wide and we make the rules
Yeah I meant what I said when I said I was thinking about leaving here
I've been building a boat made from barrels and ropes that I found
You can come with me but I'll have to swear you to secrecy
'Cos if somehow our mother's find out then all is lost ('Cos they've forgot)
That the world is wide and we ain't no fools
Yeah the world is wide and we make the rules
And there will be snakes, there will be ladders sometimes
There will be maps showing us treasure to find
You can put your hands up anywhere and pick an orange from the sky (oh oh my)
Meet me in the yard at the end of history
We'll climb the wall that leads to the railway tracks
and we won't look back
Oh the world is wide and we ain't no fools
Yeah the world is wide and we make the rules
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Do (What I do)
03:53
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There are holes in most of my arguments deeper than the greatest lakes.
There are fault lines in my character, I have made mistakes
There are flaws flaws in my philosophy but it works for me
If I can keep away from tragedy what more do I need?
Yeah I do what I do and I try not to bother you
Of course I lie to myself almost every other day
Little tricks , these are the little tricks I've found,
help keep things in place
Yeah I do what I do and I try not to bother you
I think often about discipline but it never thinks of me
I've got cracks they need filling in Oh I'll be kept busy
Yeah I do what I do and I try not to bother you
Yeah I do what I do and I'll never dishonor you
I will leave you to your thinking , I won't block your road
May you grow old without wrinkling but please leave me alone.
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Tug
04:28
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There are things that tug at you,
There are things that tug at me
Sometimes rightly sometimes wrong
Sometimes lightly sometimes strong
There's no burying some things I'm afraid
You won't ever dig a deep enough grave
There are ghosts that follow you
There are ghosts that follow me
Make you doubt the road your on
Pour the poison in your song
There's no burying some things I'm afraid
You won't ever dig a deep enough grave
There are rooms that lie beneath
Hiding things you should not keep
The Static for your stereo
The Cracks inside the truth you hold
There's no burying some things I'm ashamed
They will hang forever from your name
You might try to close the book
draw a line underneath
Close your eyes and never look
But you've already seen too much
There's no burying some things I'm afraid
You won't ever dig a deep enough grave
But don't you run or cry out to be saved
Just look them in the eye and show them you are brave
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Bright White Hearts
03:45
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She's out drawing bright white hearts in the pitch dark night
She's out drawing bright white hearts
She's hoping they might somehow bring her back to life
and she likes how the chalk feels in her hands
She's out drawing breath, only talks now to herself,
There's no one else out there that she owns
She doesn't speak the language, she doesn't know the name of this city
and I heard she was a dancer before the war
She moves like a bright white ghost from another time
Her bright hearts are glowing on the sky line
People throw her coins but she leaves 'em there
In her mind they are flowers on a stage
She's out drawing bright white hearts in the pitch dark night
She's out drawing bright white hearts
All over the City they are
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Out of Time
02:30
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I am overwhelmed by all these delights that now lay before me
I am driven to distraction by all the brightly lit attractions
It's a train-wreck let's be honest, we let our dreams go cold forgotten
Gather up our best excuses, and our favourite alibis
and we'll send this year to meet it's brothers in the archives
When do we come up for air?
When do we come up
Out of time, every time, time after time.
Out of time, every time, time after time.
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What would you do if you were to start over
Who would you tell would you keep it silent
A wave of your hand or a click of your fingers
Take a flame to all you are
Oh answer me, truthfully my love
are these the kind of things you're thinking of
How would it feel to wake up in a new body
All of the lines have vanished from your skin
Given the chance with no strings attached
Would you become smoke in the air?
Oh answer me, truthfully my love
are these the kind of things you're dreaming of?
If you could go back to the very, very start
Think of the moves you'd make!
I know it's crossed your mind, many times
I've watched the hands spin backwards in your eyes
Oh answer me, truthfully my love
are these the kind of things you're dreaming of?
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Waves
03:23
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What a year what a year, I got no time, I got no time.
Were you pulled along, were you dragged under in an avalanche of days
Sunrise Sunrise, We rise and run, run now for our life
In the spinning lights in the hot coals we wrestle and we roar
Oh We go on, On this stage,
Forever turning, thrashing in the waves
What a day what a day, what a day what a day... all of us safe, all of us saved.
I hear your voice, I know you're out there but I cannot see your face
Out of time every time, trapped inside a storm with no eye
Hey what became of all the oceans that we crossed in our mind
Oh we go on, on this stage,
Forever turning, thrashing in the waves
Oh we go on, tied to this stage,
Forever turning, trashing in the waves
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