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For the lies I have told, and the debts I have owed, I walked that midnight road
With no regret and no blame, and nothing to my name, to the crossroads I came
and I lit a fire in an old busted tire and I summoned the devil down
And he pulled out his knife, and I pulled out my gun, and I shot the devil down
Oh Joe don’t you go, down to the crossroads tonight
Oh Joe don’t you know, what the devil knows?
And he fell to the ground, without any sound, and lay there in the dark
I took his life, then I took his knife, and I cut out his heart
and I sat and I cried, threw his bones in the fire, and they burnt like coal.
I cooked his heart in the flames, I finished the game, and I ate the devil’s soul
Oh Joe don’t you go, down to the crossroads tonight
Oh Joe don’t you know, what the devil knows?
The fire burnt low, the embers did glow, I was joined by a figure in white
she said no more tears, you have nothing to fear, from the night or from the light
we made love on the ground, the sky whirled around, and she left without a sound.
With nothing to hide, and god on my side, I decided to stay a while.
Oh Joe don’t you go, down to the crossroads tonight
Oh Joe don’t you know, what the devil knows?
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There once was a girl who was made out of snow
and she would leave puddles wherever she would go
and when she was happy she started to cry
and of course loved a boy who cheated and lied
When he left her for nothing, she was hard as a stone
so these things go
and the drunken priest watched her stand at the end of the pier
heard her singing a song and then just disappear
Well a storm came from the sea and settled over the town
and it ripped up the roofs and made a terrible sound
and the bell of the church blew around for a day
and then fell on the priest and then tolled him away
The wood ripped and thundered and swirled through the air
all through the year
and the rain turned to snow and then buried them deep
then the snow turned to rain and they drowned in their sleep
and it rained rocks and dogs and a frozen red wine
and the town learnt to sing the Song of Madelline
Well they drank until morning, and then wrapped themselves warm
they called on her name and then headed in to the storm
they hauled up the nets that they laid in the street
for the thousands of fish that lay dead at their feet
and the boy he came home, grew rich and grew old
so these things go
but the rocks and the wood and the snow and the wine
and the town all sing on to the Song of Madelline.
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What else are you doing? You smoked your cigarette.
Come on there’s nothing on the tv.
The Slaughterhouse is open, every Friday night,
There’s a party you can go with me.
And from the blood on the floor, the gristle on the saw
the piles of glasses, teeth and car keys,
And the scratches on the door tell us those that came before
Went down, down, down to the Slaughterhouse.
Let’s get killed.
There’s tinsel on the handles, and flowers on the grates
The boys will follow girls wherever they go.
And the blades will make the rhythm, screams will make the tune
When the first cut comes that’s the start of the show.
There is petrol in the air, and the smell of burning hair
When the angel’s dress goes up she does a striptease.
And at night the only lights on anywhere in the town
are down, down, down at the Slaughterhouse.
Have ourselves a time.
Your bedroom smells like newspapers, your linen smells like smoke
and the cities are all empty but for people.
And you can hear the road from anywhere, the tiny clacking sound
machinery to keep a corpse alive.
See how much you’ve grown, have you ever seen your bones?
Don’t worry every part of you is used.
And when all that’s left is shoes, someone else will sing the blues
Down, down down at the Slaughterhouse
And have ourselves a time.
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Lover hold me
As the darkness grows
And the night goes slowly
Lover I will hold you close
And the dark will go
No fear i’ll know
By the moonless night
Beneath the starless sky
Upon the fallen leaves
By the silent sea
As the cold winds howl
I will hold you close
And keep us in that
One light
One bright
Moment of
Peace within your arms.
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Come on gather round, there’s a storm outside
there’s a tale to tell, about a man who lied
and he left his bride, there on his wedding night
to sail across the sea and there to fight.
Now I tried to make her happy as I kept her warm at night
and I know that she was lonely for her own
and when he died they brought her back his burnt black bones
Clap your hands, clap your hands, clap your hands to the funeral band
Come on clap your hands, clap your hands
We’re going way down to the bottom of the world.
Well we saved some wood and piano string
for the happy songs we forgot to sing
now come in close, it’s getting cold
now the fires are down all around the town
Did you ever hear the story of my sweetheart Saint Marie?
The only thing she left us were her shoes.
And when the night draws in we can burn them too.
Clap your hands, clap your hands, clap your hands to the funeral band
Come on clap your hands, clap your hands
We’re going way down to the bottom of the world.
Come on now: the band’s about to play
We had our time and now it’s gone away
so boys and girls now if you please, everyone get on your knees
and pray.
Can you feel the beat, filling up your ears?
Like a steady drum, like a rising hum.
Now you can scream, if you are scared,
but nobody will hear you for the beat in theirs
Everybody has a monster on the other side of the world
and every beat’s another step towards you.
And when he’s right behind you he will stop…
Clap your hands, clap your hands, clap your hands to the funeral band
Come on clap your hands, clap your hands
We’re going way down to the bottom of the world.
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Welcome to the Black Keys, where we dance like crabs and monkeys
there’s a pot there for your car keys coz we know what you’re like.
And we’re there every night at seven, but it was a little passed eleven
as this lady walked inside out of the night.
Well come on over you can share my little booth
I wouldn’t trust the water how about a dry Vermouth?
My baby’s got a secret, let’s just see how long she keeps it
In The Black Keys on a Friday night.
Well she looked like Audrey Hepburn, ‘cept she still liked to keep her hair long
and it came down to the start of her short silk skirt
that was made by Pierre Cardin, I’ll admit it I got a hard on
and I undid the top two buttons of my shirt.
Stay a while if you like a little dance
maybe a little conversation, maybe be a little romance.
My baby’s got a secret, let’s just see how long she keeps it
In The Black Keys on a Friday night.
Upstairs there’s a hotel, where the porter swears he won’t tell,
all the scenes he sees through the keyhole he says ‘I don’t know what you mean?’.
He sees the blood pooling in the ashtray, the semen on the light-shade
as it burns and then it turns in to steam.
It’s getting late, I think you missed the last train
I’ll buy you the next drink you tell me your middle name again.
My baby’s got a secret, let’s just see how long she keeps it
In The Black Keys on a Friday night.
The rest of the night was a haze of tequila and rum.
What can you do when you’re done?
I woke up in suite 35b, she wasn’t there beside me
and the bed was as empty as a squeezed lime
and she didn’t even leave a note, but in the pocket of my coat
was 76 dollars for my time.
I knew the score but what the hell was I supposed to think?
I went down to The Black Keys bought the bartender a drink.
My baby’s got a secret, let’s just see how long she keeps it
In The Black Keys on a Friday night.
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8. |
76 - Cats & Mice
03:14
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When it’s deep in the night, and everybody’s sleeping
there are cats on the prowl, and ghosts in the air.
And i’ll come scratching at your window, come knocking on your door
If I ask now, will you say yes?
Touch up your lips and wear that dress.
And I will show you the town, and show the streets,
and I will show the skin and what’s underneath.
And I will sing you a song, get you back before the dawn
Everybody’s lonely here.
There ain’t nothing left to fear
When the cats away, the mice are gonna play
on a slide trombone in some alley down the way
And if you feel it like you mean it life’s to short for feeling blue
so what you gonna do with all that loving inside of you?
Well in the morning, wake up with him
kiss him on the cheek maybe fix yourself another drink
and remember the night, turn off all the lights
sing that simple melody,
and dance that little dance back on over to me
When the cats away, the mice are gonna play
on a slide trombone in some alley down the way
And if you feel it like you mean it life’s to short for feeling blue
so what you gonna do with all that loving inside of you?
The drinks are spiked with something, the band is really pumping
Old Mad Joe’s got his hands on his shoes.
And everybody’s got one secret thing they want to lose
so what you gonna do?
Everybody’s lonely here.
There ain’t nothing left to fear
When the cats away, the mice are gonna play
on a slide trombone in some alley down the way
And if you feel it like you mean it life’s to short for feeling blue
so what you gonna do with all that loving inside of you?
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The sun shone down and it lit your hair like fire
long ago, far away, bright was the day.
So loud, the singing and shouting in the square
all day long, sing the new songs
and then the rain came over the mountains
and the wind came in from the sea
and we ran back through gathering gloom
up all the stairs to your room
and the bed where we lay
oh bright was the day.
And I swear I don’t remember the reasons why I left
the years do fade, but my mind still strays
after I put the children to bed.
I guess that I did not believe what you believed
to your war! My red-haired warrior!
But then men came and blocked off the square
and then men came with masks on their faces
and guns pointed in to the crowd
that moved like a wave, then turned into smoke and then drifted away
and I watched every night on the news for your face
these days when I hear those songs play
long ago and far away
bright was the day.
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For everyone above and everyone below
For everyone above and everyone below
Well the Devil came up for Mr Jones
The Devil came up for Mr Jones
Said “I’m gonna take your soul tonight,
gonna take your soul and make it mine.”
Come on. Come on
And the Devil said “I weep for your father and I weep for your mother
and I weep for your sister and I weep for your brother.
For everyone above and everyone below”
The Devil said “I weep for your God-damned soul.”
Come on. Come on.
And Jones said “Lord won’t you save my soul
I’ll be a good boy when I am old.
You love your children yeah you love them all
Ah Lordy won’t you come and save my soul.”
Come on. Come on.
Sing Hallelujah! Sing Hallelujah!
Sing Hallelujah! Sing Hallelujah!
Jones said “Lord won’t you hear my call?”
The Lord said “Jones, I don’t know you at all.”
Come on. Come on.
Now the Lord said “Devil know you treat him mean.”
“Well, I’ll be the meanest that I ever have been.”
The Lord said “You put him in your deepest cell.”
And Jones just laughed and said “What the hell!”
And the Devil said “I weep for your father and I weep for your mother
and I weep for your sister and I weep for your brother.
For everyone above and everyone below”
The Devil said “I weep for your God-damned soul.”
Sing Hallelujah! Sing Hallelujah!
Sing Hallelujah! Sing Hallelujah!
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11. |
A P Clarke - Lost
04:44
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Oh Lord won’t you help me find my way
I’m lost as in a deep forest
With no stars to guide me, no moon to light my way
Oh Lord won’t you help me find my way
for i’m lost, lost, lost.
I know i’m not as bad as some
I still have food on my table
and a bed at night, friends to keep me right
I know i’m not as bad as some
but i’m lost, lost, lost
Deep in the heart of these dark, dark woods
there’s nobody here by me
and the one who blinds me, who hides the paths and binds me
Now deep in the heart of these dark, dark woods,
there’s nobody here but me.
Oh Lord won’t you help me find my way
I’m lost as in a deep forest
With no stars to guide me, no moon to light my way
Oh Lord won’t you help me find my way
for i’m lost, lost, lost.
Lost, lost, lost.
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My time and a bottle of wine
They’re mine to do with as I please
Oh sir, don’t play the chider
My time and a bottle of wine
they’re mine to do with as I please
Don’t get me wrong, sir
I’ll share a glass with you
As we get older, less time for running now
who’ll look back fonder, now that the running’s done?
My time and a bottle of wine
Join me or go in peace
One bottle, two glasses, three cheers, for all
All in all and all will come in time, and wine
Leave off your tricks and ploys
and all your endless noise
run your race or take a place: your choice.
Run your run or stay a while
but for god’s sake stop your moaning now
All will come will come in time and wine
My time and a bottle of wine
They’re mine to do with as I please
Oh sir, don’t play the chider
My time and a bottle of wine
Join me or go in peace
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Take my hand we’ll take the floor
and then we’ll dance until the dawn
and when our feet are filled with lead
and we have danced until we’ve bled
lay down your head
In the morning I’ll be gone
as many times I should have done
All the things you can not say
you are bound to lose some way
so they say
When you see a falling star, dance on it tonight
I’ll go dancing every time the stars fall from the sky
When you see a falling star, think on it tonight
I will of you dear every time the stars fall from the sky
When we danced we were on fire
No star could have shone so high
But this star could not shine so bright
this star won’t survive the night
It shone so bright
When you see a falling star, dance on it tonight
I’ll go dancing every time the stars fall from the sky
When you see a falling star, think on it tonight
I will of you dear every time the stars fall from the sky
And know that, when they land
its just another romance
ended, as ours did
somewhere in the night
When you see a falling star, dance on it tonight
I’ll go dancing every time the stars fall from the sky
When you see a falling star, think on it tonight
I will of you dear every time the stars fall from the sky
Next time that you see the night
count the stars up in the sky
we danced one down just you and me
we danced one down in to the sea.
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Burn it all, burn it down
Burn the old cathedrals down
Altars to the old gods
Used as pyres for the fire
They’ll keep us warm and give us light,
For just one night
Learn to fall and you are found
Stand your ground and be cut down
In the storms in the earthquakes still to come
We can not lose for we are lost
Amongst the flames and burning buildings
We toss and we turn like ashes
Amongst the flames and burning buildings
We are the ones who learnt to live in fire
All our lives, breathing smoke, bleeding light
Burn it all to the bone, build a new world
In fire, all our lives, breathing smoke, bleeding light
Burn it all to the bone.
Amongst the flames and burning buildings
We are the ones who learnt to live in fire
Take my hand, we will stand
Barefoot on the broken ground
We will dance, we will dance amongst the ruins
Face to face, skin to skin
We look like demons to them
Who look like statues to us
Too big to fail too big a burden
The more you fight the more the damage done
Amongst the flames and burning buildings
We are the ones who learnt to live in fire
All our lives, breathing smoke, bleeding light
Burn it all to the bone, build a new world
In fire, all our lives, breathing smoke, bleeding light
Burn us all to the bone.
Amongst the flames and burning buildings
We are the ones who learnt to live in fire
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It’s dark outside
Though the clocks are all striking the noon
The weathermen must have lied
It’s dark outside
It’s dark outside
The birds are all singing the wrong tunes
The ones that haven’t died
It’s dark outside
And what will you do?
When there’s nothing to do?
And what will you find?
When there’s nowhere to hide
It’s dark outside
It’s alright the lights are still on
At least for the meantime
And there are sounds in the darkness,
There are shapes on the floor
And you can’t see a thing more than a foot from the door
And there’s movement above you
You swear it’s inside
And so much more besides
It’s dark outside
And what of tomorrow?
Will we even know?
Just sit tight
And what of the night?
It’s dark outside
What will you do for food?
Those children are starting to cry
It’s dark outside
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Strange weather, in the air
People boarding up their windows
And driving out of town
I found my love upon the brow
Singing ‘why would I leave now?
There ain’t nowhere left to run
And it’s only just begun
There’s worse storms yet to come.’
Bare warnings, haven’t you heard?
About the water building up so long,
the damn will never hold
If you got money buy a boat
Or else you’d best learn how to swim
Pretty soon there’ll be no shore
So you can’t see how far you’ve swum
In the worse storms yet to come
In the morning, was it so bad?
Everything I lost, was everything I never had
Don’t feel down and don’t grow numb
What do you think you could have done?
Love your father, love your son
And be sure to count the bombs
For all the wise and all the liars
Now the rains and now the fires
Do what you can of what can be done
Raise your voice and bang your drum
Fix your teeth and buy a gun
And try and have some fun
In the worse storms yet to come
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Beneath the night behind the dawn
Before we all were even born
It was always gonna happen
It was always gonna end this way
That thing you feel beneath the ground
Soon you’ll feel it all around
It was always gonna happen
It was always gonna end this way
Every drum and every gun
Might as well shoot at the sun
It was always gonna happen
It was always gonna end this way
Light up, my love! Light all the candles!
Burn, my love! Fill this room with light, my love!
On this final night
My love, light all the candles
Burn, my love! Fill this room with light
Tonight, and every night
It was always gonna happen
It was always gonna end this way
Don’t get mad and don’t feel blue
There’s really nothing you could do
All the tears and all the words
We’ll find out what comes afterwards
Hold my hand open your eyes
Walk into this with heads held high
Beneath the night behind the dawn
Before we all were even born
It was always gonna happen
It was always gonna end this way
Light up, my love! Light all the candles!
Burn, my love! Fill this room with light, my love!
On this final night
My love, light all the candles!
Burn, my love! Fill this room with light
Tonight, and every night we can
My love
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Ball Jack Sally Whack and I fall down
Ball Jack Sally Whack and I fall down
Ball Jack Sally Whack and I fall down
And there ain’t no loving left in this town
Old crack Whiskey Jack curse your bones
Old crack Whiskey Jack curse your bones
Old crack Whiskey Jack curse your bones
Its gonna be another night alone again
Alone again, boy
Ball Jack Sally Whack I fall down
and there ain’t no loving left in this town.
Old man doctor said ‘you’re long gone’
Old man doctor said 'you’re long gone’
Old man doctor said 'you’re long gone
Now pay me my money and get on home.’
Gandy dancer moving and I beg you please
Gandy dancer moving and I beg you please
Gandy dancer moving and I beg you please
'If you want to get to heaven get on your knees and pray’
'Get on your knees boy.’
Ball Jack Sally Whack I fall down
and there ain’t no loving left in this town.
Ball Jack Sally Whack and I fall down…
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19. |
A P Clarke - Good Times
03:10
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Well I tiptoe past the rubbish bins,
the pidgeons eat the chicken wings,
but still I must admit it:
London’s never been more beautiful.
And I don’t know what’s come over me,
the melody, the harmony,
it falls and then it rises,
and it’s pleasurable to my soul.
Good times, are gonna follow bad
Good times, they were the best I ever had
You got your man, baby I got this tune
Good news for a whiskey singer tired of singing the blues.
Well I hear it every where I go,
The car horns on Green Lanes and Soho,
even the old dirty river is ,
flowing on slow.
I find hard to keep from smiling,
tower blocks hold up the sky,
from falling down on me,
coz I got somewhere new to go.
Good times are gonna follow soon
Good times unders a summer’s moon
Even down in this old town, I found something new
Good news for a whiskey singer tired of singing the blues.
So goodbye
Time to pack away the memories, and leave them behind.
Bye bye baby, baby bye bye
Good times are follow bad
Good times they were the best I ever had
every time I hear that song I dance like a loon
Good news for a whiskey singer tired of singing the blues.
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Let’s all buy a round, let’s all gather round, Big Bald Bessy’s drum!
Sing Hosannah now, the Lord is gonna come!
Well she’s bald as a football and she’s only got one leg
and that’s as thick as a tree-trunk and her bones are filled with lead
and she kicked a man to death but that was long ago they say
and now she kicks for Jesus singing 'the Lord is on his way!’
And she’ll beat the thunder silent
she’ll crash the lightning black
she’ll beat the bastards down
and then she’ll beat the bastards back
Her sticks are made from bones and all her drums are made from skin so:
Sing, sing sing!
Let’s all buy a round, let’s all gather round, Big Bald Bessy’s drum!
Sing Hosannah now, the Lord is gonna come!
Her band are all cured lunatics, criminals and scum
and to a man they changed their ways when they heard Big Bessy’s drum
Napoleon was blown apart when he heard the bugle call
and Falstaff sang the melody as he let the city fall
And they don’t ask for forgiveness
and they don’t ask for reward
Damocles says 'if you please, damn your bloody sword!’
Heaven’s full of corpses and the grave is full of kings, so:
Sing, sing sing!
Let’s all buy a round, let’s all gather round, Big Bald Bessy’s drum!
Sing Hosannah now, the Lord is gonna come!
It’s cold and it is dark outside, there’s nothing for you there
so if you’re feeling lonely come inside and grab a chair
the lines of politicians, and the lines of your old songs
But Big Bald Bessy plays the lines the stars do move along
And the angels fall from heaven
the demons from below
they’re all still queuing up getting tickets for the show, so:
step right up and move along, we’ve got just the thing:
Sing, sing sing!
Let’s all buy a round, let’s all gather round, Big Bald Bessy’s drum!
Sing Hosannah now, the Lord is gonna
Sing Hosannah now, the Lord is gonna
Sing Hosannah now, the Lord is gonna come!
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Turn, and then kick, and then burn, then turn around again
to the beat, in this heat, I don’t think I can go on.
In the black, in the hole, and i’m gone, without a trace
a boot beating down forever into my face
Don’t dance in my space i’m out of my zone
Don’t crowd in my face i’ll dance my own
Get me out of here.
Dead orange lights beat down on me I know that I
Can not breathe, i’m a thousand miles away from home
Don’t dance in my space i’m out of my zone
Don’t crowd in my face i’ll dance my own
Get me out of here.
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22. |
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Go down to the river, maybe she will forgive you
Go down to the river, maybe she will forgive you
Go down to the river, maybe she will forgive you
But I can not forgive you for the things that you have done
I can not forgive you for the things that you have done
Go up to the mansion, maybe your father is answering
Go up to the mansion, maybe your father is answering
Go up to the mansion, maybe your father is answering
But I can not forgive you for the things that you have done
I can not forgive you for the things that you have done
Shout it out in to the rain
Whisper it in to a tree
Cover it up in poetry
But I can not forgive you for the things that you have done
I can not forgive you for the things that you have done
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23. |
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Wine, wine is like blood:
I need it inside me.
Do not waste a drop
It proves useful in acts of debauchery
Wine, wine is like blood:
it is an acquired taste.
it reddens the cheek for a kiss
and it marks the line twixt chaste and disgraced
Wine, wine is like love:
it enflames my soul
and when I do not have it
I need it, I need it so.
Be careful when you take another’s
always leave them some.
It makes a party more dangerous
and always a lot more fun
Wine, wine is like blood:
it makes an embarrassing stain.
One is a symbol of God’s sweet mercy
and the other is blood.
Wine, wine is like love:
it enflames my heart
and when it all runs out
I fall apart.
and when it all runs out
I fall apart.
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24. |
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This weird old town
this broken down old town
From the top of the mound, to underneath the ground
I’ve been going around and around and around,
This weird old town
This broken down old town
And of all of the things that I have found
In this old town:
I know the patterns of the paving stones
I don’t even trip on one.
You learn not to step on any cracks,
as it will crush the flowers coming through.
I don’t know why I feel so great on this perfectly ordinary day
But this old town is my old town and I am here to stay
<muffled beeping sound>
<talking>
There! that weird old sound can you hear it? never mind its time for the next verse:
This weird old town
this broken down old town
I been beaten and been butchered and pushed around
But I’m not going down
I know where I am by the leviathan
I can read the writing on the dark cloud
There are gods and monsters round every corner
and all of it is real
I don’t know why I feel so great on this perfectly ordinary day
But this old town is my old town and I am here to stay
<muffled beeping sound>
But what’s that sound?
It’s so vague and undefined
like a half remembered dream
I feel like I am fading…
<beeping sound become clearer>
<voice begins fading out>
what is that sound…
it’s so annoying…
I feel like I am fading…
what is that sound…
<voice fades out completely>
<beeping sound resolves into the sound of an alarm clock>
<the alarm is turned off>
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25. |
AP, EJ & C - In My Town
02:30
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In my town friends are always around
Good morning neighborhood, how are you today?
on the streets, sidewalks under my feet
Waving hello to the postman on my way
Downtown to look for my dog
I wonder what adventure he’s leading me on
But I know no matter what it will always be OK
it’s just another perfectly ordinary day.
I could sing everyone is dancing
We’re all in unison the moves really slay
Join in too, as best as I do
Before moving on, my dog wants to play
Down the hill to look for my dog
I wonder what adventure he’s leading me on
But I know no matter what it will always be OK
it’s just another perfectly ordinary day.
Through the park, but I can’t hear his bark
I bet he’s in the square chasing birds away
what’s the hole, over by the flagpole
Swirling colors and light that don’t seem to fit.
I feel scared, this reality’s teared
But I bet my dog went through this new way
Through the anomaly to look for my dog
I wonder what adventure he’s leading me on
But I know no matter what it will always be OK
it’s just another perfectly ordinary day.
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Why is no-one even singing?
Why is no-one even dancing?
Why is the sun not shining?
I don’t understand this world i’m in, this world i’m in.
I don’t understand this world I’m in
Why can’t the animals even sing?
Why is nobody happy, why are people on fire?
I don’t understand this world I’m in
There are no rainbows only rain
There’s rats the size of cats in drains
There’s scary statues everywhere
There’s something trying to bite me
There’s no color only grey and drab
There’s sentient sad pavement slabs
Spiders hunting up higher
Birds are losing the will to fly
I don’t understand this world I’m in
Why can’t the animals even sing?
No-one is happy, why are people on fire?
I don’t understand this world I’m in
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Who are you? Who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
AP: You’re a reflection in the water left behind
When I am gone you disappear, just an image in my mind
EJ: Who are you? You'r the shadow on the wall of a cave
tangible as rising smoke. With the fire, you will fade
AP+EJ: Who is really real, really?
Is my voice just reverberations of your clanging of the bell?
A character in a story that someone else will tell?
Who is really real? Who is really real, really?
AP: Now they start to ask the question: maybe they are not real
EJ: maybe I am not the one who is the teller of the tale
EJ: Hey! You didn’t make me feel that, now I see him doubt himself
AP: maybe I am not the one who is the teller of this tale
We each wonder how to tell if we are real or dream
I am real, or am I real? And just what does this mean?
AP+EJ:Who is really real, really?
Am I the glowing moon above? or the rays thrown by the sun?
Who is really real? Who is really real, really?
EJ: The music starts to fade, is my world slipping away?
This existential crisis has me questioning everything.
What proof could I possibly bring? That my life isn’t also a dream?
Capable of ending at the beep of someone else’s alarm
The clock gets reset, my world comes to an end
I can’t wrap myself around this, how are you staying so calm?
I’m lost in this cold grey city and so is my dog
i’ve never been so sad and lonely and there’s no-one else around me
who can even understand what I try to express
I can’t seem to connect but I refuse to accept
That I am someone else’s echo in this world that I didn’t expect
On this perfectly ordinary day
I woke up this morning on a perfectly ordinary day.
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When you think you can not go on
When the night has gone on too long
The weight is too heavy, there are far too many
Or you feel there is no one at all
When the ties are tied far too tight
when the ties that bind are untied.
The forces outside, and the pressures inside
They’ll crush you like you’re nothing at all
There is no light that can dispel this darkness
No ladder we can climb from this hell.
But I’ll sit with you and offer a glass
and some solace in the darkness as well.
Don’t worry, it’s far worse than you think
Don’t worry, all your fears will come true
The quest finally done, the prize so hard won
and it wasn’t worth it at all.
When the distance is measured in years
and you are lost in the space between stars
You think you’re alone, well you are all alone
with all of us lonely old souls down here as well.
There is no light that can dispel this darkness
No ladder we can climb from this hell.
But I’ll sit with you and offer a glass
and some solace in the darkness as well.
But I’ll sit with you and offer a glass
and some solace in the darkness as well.
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Singing a song, to find a dog
If we follow this happy tune we’ll find him easily
This makes complete sense and it’s totally normal
On this: a perfectly ordinary day.
Oh no, this doesn’t feel right
I think we’ve taken a wrong turning
I feel like everything is gonna go bad
Do not look at the statues let’s move on
Let’s head downhill from the Lightning Tree
I can feeling my heart lifting my pace is quickening
Everything is going to be OK
And as we turn towards The Weeping Park
it makes me suddenly introspective.
Like 'who is real?’, and 'what is the point?’
It’s a sobering perspective.
But this is the right way, I can feel it in the air
Come on let’s go. Everything is going to be OK
Oh no, I think we’ve gone wrong there’s no hope at all
We’re never gonna find my dog
And the dark cloud hangs so heavy over us all
Hey did you hear a bark from over the hill?
Did you see a tail wagging behind those trees?
We’re so close I can feel it in my heart
Come on let’s run I can see him now
Everything is going to be OK
EJ: There’s my dog
AP: There’s your dog
EJ & AP: We found the dog OK
Everything is going to be a OK
On this: a perfectly ordinary day.
EJ: hey there, dog! How’re you doing, dog?
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AP, EJ & C - I'm A Dog
01:27
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Ruff, ruff, ruff-ruff!
A dog. Yes, I am a dog.
I’m so happy, that you found me.
Yes, I am a dog.
A cat? Yes, I met a cat.
Although not a hound, a friend I found.
Yes, I met a cat.
A dog. Yes, I am a dog.
I’m ready to leave.
Yes, I am, ready, please, let’s go, please, yes, I am
A dog.
Woof!
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Hey there dog, so glad that I came along
On this adventure you brought me on today
With this cool guy and we drank some wine
But now it’s time to go back to our reality
through the anomaly back to our world
See you around you weird old world
Check out my podcast for adventures like today
on this: a perfectly ordinary day
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What will we do in the end?
Will we have done all that we wanted?
Will we have made any difference at all?
What will we do in the end?
Did you truly love her in your heart?
Did you treat them with the kindness they deserved?
Did you truly do right by the people that night?
Did you truly love her in your heart?
When its all over and done with
When there’s nothing more to do
What will we do in the end?
Start again, my friend, start again.
Start again, my friend, start again.
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33. |
A P Clarke - Equanimity
03:49
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Oh my love, hold so light to all of these things that will not last
they hold you close, they keep you warm, these beautiful things, my love, are all the earth will sweep away.
All the wind will blow away.
All the pain you feel, the loss you fear, let them all flower inside your heart
hold close the things you push away and hide away from
for all in time the tide will wash away
all the fire will burn away
all the fire will burn away
all the tide will wash away
all the wind will blow away
all the earth will sweep away
Sweep away, Sweep away…
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The city is old and dark and cold and full of things you can not imagine
Run, run just as fast as you can home through echoing canyons
Or stay, stay just a little while longer and see what you will see
If they want you
They will take you
There is nothing that you can do
If you stare in to the night.
Do not fear the shadows, but the lights behind
When they look in to your eyes
When they look in to your eyes
Oh please, please, please: look in to my eyes
One last time
Before I die
The secret on your lips falls without ever being told
The love in your heart will die before your blood even starts to run cold
You are nothing, you are nothing, you are nothing to them
But bones and blood
If they want you
They will take you
There is nothing that you can do
If you stare in to the night
Do not fear the shadows, but the lights behind
When they look in to your eyes
When they look in to your eyes
Oh please, please, please: look in to my eyes
One last time
Before I die
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I am the sting silhouetted in lightning
You’re mine ‘fore you hear the thunder
To let you live in shame or let you die in vain
What would be worse I wonder?
I mark myself revolution
I mark myself revolution
Nothing will be the same
Blood on my face and an oath on my lips
And the tip of my blade to your throat
These streets are mine and these words will remind you
The lines on your face that I wrote
I mark myself revolution
I mark myself revolution
Nothing will be the same
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