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Loyal Light
02:48
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Your drowning me out slowly
you said it won't be long
This plea isn't holy
but I hope that you respond
If people can't see clearly
I'll find a brighter light
and shout until they hear me
keep them safe from frights
A problems only so
if you give it time to grow
my dear I speak the truth
don't be living proof
If people can't see clearly
I'll find a brighter light
and shout until they hear me
keep them safe from frights
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2. |
Freedom
04:36
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Freedom is a casket in the ground
filled with all the thoughts that kept you down
Freedom is the walking out the door
Leaving what you never bargained for
Cuts won't heal that bare a grudge
weeping wounds in time will leave a scar
don't wear your troubles, they'll see you lost
to far gone to save a weary heart
Silence is a friend that lets me be
comes round now and then to help me see
It's hard to understand the doubts in all you say
I see through all the times that I've been played
Cuts won't heal that bare a grudge
weeping wounds in time will leave a scar
don't wear your troubles, they'll see you lost
to far gone to save a weary heart
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3. |
Ode To Work A Day
05:23
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Just another number,
just another name.
my quiet restrained confusion
oh how my life has changed.
the world that breaks around me
so fragile as it turns.
my axis, keep me spinning
this lesson i have learnt.
I think i understand
like the generals cold commands
sending men over the hill
with no guns or thirst to kill
Yet the struggle lingers on
as you dodge the falling bombs
of the people doomed you meet
as they smile a lousy cheat
The men that grace the kale
you so crudely wrestle for
with no dignity of prowess
your a straw man at your core
I'll try and keep a smiling
for what else can I do
when everything around me
is sinking and untrue.
Just A piece of paper greets,
another nameless face
Your there but how you tapper still
and soon they'll be no trace
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4. |
Dreaming Wild Flowers
02:57
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The birds would perch on your shoulder
and your words could calm a grieving man
I know we're getting older
I'll be doing all I can
For all the years I have known you
feel as fresh as yesterday
distance doesn't scare me
even quiet ones have their day
I hear it blowing
The wind outside
dreaming wild flowers
Where we let it grow
Too many times have i missed my boat
too many times have I let it slip by
my spirit come as ever it goes
I'll give it all up my old rose to belong
I hear it blowing
the wind outside
I came because you called
if only you knew
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5. |
Old Scenes
04:25
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We'll meet on the breeze
and talk of old scenes
sweep by me please
be well, be well
I feel this ticker ache
too sober in mind
to be lulled in a state
where letters fall behind
Come soon
I'm crossing my fingers and toes
hoping it's you i'll hold
when these miles wither away
These years
i've taken for granted I'm sure
I won't be seeing you at my door
anymore, anymore
The ground is turning gold
and gracing my steps
as autumn informs the cold
winter snap, to darken our days
How I wish you had heard me,
see things will find there way
like the seasons that are turning
day by day by day
How I wonder where you are
if your worried at all
I won't trouble your thoughts
be safe
We'll meet on the breeze
and talk of old scenes
sweep by me please
be well, be well
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Boat To Row Birmingham, UK
Boat To Row are known for delivering an intricate set woven with strings and vocal harmonies, layered with an ever-expanding collection of instruments. They combine a genuine ease in each other's musical company with an energetic, skilfully crafted sound. ... more
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