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Cold Wind
03:29
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Oh how the cold wind blows
oh how the cold wind blows
blow way down into our souls
oh how the cold wind blows
I’ll wait for you by the old pear tree
I’ll wait for you with my white dress on
I’ll wait for you and you’d better come
I’ll wait for you till the sun goes down
oh my lover you take so long
I waited till my dress turned brown
I waited and you didn’t come
I waited till the sun came up
If I could do it all again
I’d say come find me in that wind
I’d dance all night till the sun came up
I’d never wait for you
I’d never wait for you
I’d never wait for you
oh how the cold wind blows
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Legs
03:17
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I knew her who’s smile
glittered like pearls
and the sun set deep
in her eyes eyes
she lies now muddied
withered and cold
on a deserted steep hill
side side side side
The birds don’t sing anymore
she sits all cold and alone
waiting to be adorned
with a garland to her
head head head head
Anguish and pain
set steep in the stain
reminder of love’s deep dispair
one brandishing the sword
of the ugliest words
that pieced her heart
and mind mind mind mind
The birds don’t sing anymore
she sits all cold and alone
waiting to be adorned
with a garland to her
head head head head
He left her and ran
thinking he can
forget and remember no more
but she got her revenge when
torment and rage
his next lover cut off his legs
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Sally's Song
04:12
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I sense there’s something in the wind
That feels like tragedy’s at hand
And though I’d like to stand by him
Can’t shake this feeling that I have
The worst is just around the bend
And does he notice my feelings for him
And will he see how much he means to me
I... think it’s not.... to be
What will become of my dear friend
Where will his actions lead us then
Although I’d like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud
Try as I may it doesn’t last
And will we ever end up together
No I think not
It’s never to become
For... I am not..... the one
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4. |
Francis Rae
04:11
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oh francis rae by the
cat fish river
in the old wood cabin that we
built together
if I could write you I would
send you a letter
the war is ended
and Im only da-y--s away
oh francis rae
all these years I’m longing
I miss you more than I could
ever say
I hope your ankles are
cooling in the river
the war is ended
and Im only da-y--s away
out past the bridge and the
rocks in the river the
waters run red
where the angels fell
I saw the light high up above me
hurricane take me to eternal grace
hurricane take me to eternal grace
oh if I could write you and if
only you could read
I would send a parson to be
waiting when I came
to hold us by the hands and
bind us together
now the war is over and
you did sure--ly wait
oh francis rae
stand at your door way
empty and hollow
the rooms stark and bare
I wonder the street to the
house of my brother
I see in the window that you
surely did--nt wait
out past the bridge and the
rocks in the river the
waters run red
where the angels fell
I saw the light high up above me
hurricane take me to eternal grace
hurricane take me to eternal grace
oh francis rae I can
see you on the table
arms embraced on my
brothers kitchen bench
I flew through the door with my
face all a flaming
the war is over
and my lover did--nt wait
took her by the hair and
marched her to the river
she lost her footing and she
fell on the rocks with
blood on my hands
I could surely couldnt save her
the war is over
and I have lost m--y love
out past the bridge and the
rocks in the river the
waters run red
where the angels fell
I saw the light high up above me
hurricane take me to eternal grace
hurricane take me to eternal grace
hurricane take me to eternal grace
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5. |
Annabelle
03:01
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When i was 13
I had a daydream
lay on my bed
and stared at the ceiling
followed a whisper to a place
a carpet of thorns soft under my feet...
that went for miles and miles...
tree trunks like poles held canopy
to keep in the cool and keep out the light
and all about, rays pierced like knives
into the the green... and dirt
followed the whisper to a stream
shiny moss and a trickle
walking along over stumbling stones
and a fog swept me under
then my eyes caught a pale white hand
catching water falling
and to the arm a pale white cheek
and deepest red hair that embraced it
pale white shoulder, pale night dress... and dirt
and in a whisper clear and calm
from cherry lips all pert and round
she turned with eyes pale and worn
I hope he does’nt find you here...
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6. |
Pony
04:04
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i’m gonna ride me a pony
i’m gonna ride really fast
i’m gonna ride down the valley
and up the mountain side
I’m gonna drive me a big truck
gonna go really far
I’m gonna drive from california
to new york and back
new york
if you could tell what I was thinking
would you come with me
if you coud tell what I was thinking
would you want to be
would you want to be with me
or stay here without me
i’m gonna fly across the world
i’m gonna go on my own
and when i get to where im going
ill call that my home
if you could tell....
i’m gonna float across the ocean
I’m gonna float across the sea
and i dont know where i am going
but we’ll see wont we,
we’ll all see, wont we
if you could tell what I was thinking
would you come with me
if you could tell what I was thinking
would you want to be
would you want to be with me
or stay here without me, here
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LaLa
03:31
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this is the last time i sit on this bed
a bird at my window and something you said
about leaving this city with dreams in my head
well I am the girl that wanted it all
so I begged and I begged and I begged you some more
but this is not what I was hoping for
so I’ll fly, across the sky, over the ocean, land in LA
la la la la la la la
so I’ll fly, across the sky, over the ocean, land in LA
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
could have been smarter
could have been cooler
could have been wiser
could have been you... but
’ll fly, across the sky, over the ocean, land in LA
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
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8. |
The Bride
02:51
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oh the muscle boys with their hands so hight
cower behind their smiles so wide
only 19 and I’ll fight
coz I’m sure I’ll win this time
Mary Mary I’ll make you my bride
lay with me on a cool hillside
I’ll be gone a year for war
when I come back I’ll carry you home
Sun won’t rise till I’m sure I’ll find
something good that’ll make you smile
years go fast till I claim my bride
on a cool hillside I find
lie 2 crosses side by side
Sun won’t rise till I’m sure I’ll find
something good that’ll make you smile
something good that’ll make you mine
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Tic
04:15
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tiny dead spiders in a web
dirty bloody fingers dripping ink
he hides in the corners in the dark
and all the time...
he is thinking
silent dungeon cold with sweat
like the chilling sounds of a cello’s neck
he feels no pain from the stone wall nicks
and all the time... he is winking
He’s shouting out his cold lament
and screams all day like a lunatic
like a lun-a-tic
tic tic tic tic tic tic tic
propped up bugs all in a row
the tireless dripping in a bowl
he’s the coldest shoulders
you could ever hold
and all the time... he is sinking
the darkest shadows
hold his fears
no real locks that bind him here another hour, a moments rest and one last scream... from the lunatic
He shouted out his cold lament
and screamed all day
like a lunatic
on the walls he left
exactly what he meant
something we
could'nt understand
could'nt understand
could'nt understand .... yet
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10. |
Laddie
02:23
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I drowned in the sound of your wonderful bickering
that lasted all night till the moon lost it’s glow
she wandered the streets with her hair all a fluttering
in the wind as it blew to the south, laddie don’t go
mind over matter and starry skies lingering
he wears the hat of the master of vines
hang my head over the bright orange rafters
she bends like the reeds of her watery greed, laddie don’t go
Find me a finger that points to the outcast
strangers who walk with the gait of a mule
I’ll find a penny under buckets of rain fall
before I let one more tiny bird fall, laddie don’t go,
lights a cigarette, takes another sip
yellow the light falls on finger tips, he takes another sip
taken to leaning on the gas lights, he stumbles he stumbles he stumbles he stumbles, laddie don’t go, stumbles, he stumbles, he stumbles, he stumbles, he stumbles, he stumbles, he stumbles, laddie don’t go, laddie don’t go.
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11. |
Oysters
03:17
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Oysters and rockets,
I’ve stones in my pockets
I’ve dreams in my hands
and stars in my eyes
Red roses wishes
Desires on kisses
a head full of dreams
that barely survive
my crucifix, my holy burden
my duty, my cross to bear
I’m not ready, I’m not ready to go
I’m not ready, I’m not ready to go
I’m not ready, I’m not ready... to go
Oysters and rockets,
I’ve stones in my pockets
I’ve dreams in my hands
and stars in my eyes
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12. |
Single Bed
02:39
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