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Magnetic Lines
04:03
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Dear India cried, while tear drops tried
To cling like angels upon conifers' tops,
And like them I'm drawn, from dusk until dawn
To another land so distant from here,
Of tusks and flames, those ancient remains
Have slid into me from the womb,
Cords cut and tied, no-one will deny,
I've been left in a discordant mood,
Whether it be great walls rising, or Benjamin's ticks,
Whether it be sacred torrents, or gorillas in the mist,
Pull me, pull me, mother, with a gentle hand,
Pull me, pull me, mother, back to the motherland
To pull or to push, that's where I'm stranded,
Oars stuck in the sand, too much is demanded of me,
But I won't be left here high and dry
And I know that you'll be swept away with me,
To corners of the earth, left aside in our
Demented collective memory
Whether it be great walls rising, or Benjamin's ticks,
Whether it be sacred torrents, or gorillas in the mist,
Pull me, pull me, mother, with a gentle hand,
Pull me, pull me, mother, back to the motherland
And we'll form arrows
To shoot along magnetic lines
And we'll form arrows
To shoot along magnetic lines
And we'll form arrows
To shoot along magnetic lines
And we'll form arrows
To shoot along magnetic lines
Whether it be great walls rising, or Benjamin's ticks,
Whether it be sacred torrents, or gorillas in the mist,
Pull me, pull me, mother, with a gentle hand,
Pull me, pull me, mother, back to the motherland
And we'll form arrows
Back to the motherland
And we'll form arrows
Back to the motherland
And we'll form arrows
Back to the motherland
And we'll form arrows
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Ma Cherie
05:21
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The buses were coming to take us into the night
Where fantasies and fallacies were hatching into life
A scanning pan of the lonely stand, it was just her and I
But as we sat, the words held back
Would fight and they would fly
"Aren't you cold?" I asked of her as both her legs were bare,
And peaking from her overcoat, I struggled not to stare,
But little would she speak in reply,
And of her answers I was denied,
(Je ne comprend pas, monsieur)
I love champagne at the top of the Eiffel Tower,
And the saltiness of roasted escargot,
Chasing taxis along the Champs Elysees,
As long as she stayed I'd know,
I'd lie as long as she didn't go
I should have nipped it in the bud,
I should have let it go,
But as the lie began to stand, the beast began to grow,
And shred apart the last of honest gentleman in me,
But what was I to do,
Was I to say,
Was I to see?
All wasn't lost, held her attention in my hand,
And fed her full of tales from many dreams of Southern France,
But little would she speak in reply,
But so much passed between her and I,
(Je ne comprend pas, monsieur)
I love champagne at the top of the Eiffel Tower,
And the saltiness of roasted escargot,
Chasing taxis along the Champs Elysees,
As long as she stayed I'd know,
I'd lie as long as she didn't go
I love champagne at the top of the Eiffel Tower,
And the saltiness of roasted escargot,
Chasing taxis along the Champs Elysees,
As long as she stayed I'd know,
I'd lie as long as she didn't
Go
She didn't go
She didn't go
She didn't go
On va comprendre ma cherie
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Lunar
03:50
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Eyes wouldn't open, couldn't face the music.
Playing to a score from Stanley Kubrik,
A play on the stage where the madness was taking over,
Take a long stick, white ball on the end,
Take a long walk to be free again,
Where demons won't be dancing in the dark,
I need change for this lunacy
Before the moon makes you pay,
I need silver and gold,
I need it soon before I seize today,
Watch her take hold, I'll be Julius Caesar's
Guard on a chariot of fire and fear,
Singing while persistent fevers take me over,
Liquorice pants stretch down my legs,
Feeding off me til there's nothing left,
The demons won't go hungry in the dark,
I need change for this lunacy
Before the moon makes you pay,
I need silver and gold,
I need it soon before I seize today,
I need change for this lunacy
Before the moon makes you pay,
I need silver and gold,
I need it soon before I seize today,
There's too much humour hanging in the air,
If you could help at all, I'd watch the laughter fall,
I need change for this lunacy
Before the moon makes you pay,
I need silver and gold,
I need it soon before I seize today,
I need change for this lunacy
Before the moon makes you pay,
I need silver and gold,
I need it soon before I seize today,
There's too much humour hanging in the air,
If you could help at all, I'd watch the laughter fall,
There's too much humour hanging in the air,
If you could help at all, I'd watch the laughter fall,
I need silver and gold,
Gotta fill up the soul,
(Change for this lunacy before the moon makes you pay)
Hanging in the air
(Silver and gold before I seize today)
Hanging in the air
(Change for this lunacy before the moon makes you pay)
I'd watch the laughter fall
(Silver and gold before I seize today)
I'm hanging in the air
(Change for this lunacy before the moon makes you pay)
I'd watch the laughter fall
(Silver and gold before I seize today)
I'm hanging in the air
If you could help at all, I'd watch the laughter fall,
Leave only angels dancing in the dark
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Only Photos
04:51
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Sometimes I run away
And sit next to you in my head
To hear you tell stories of a yesterday
That passed you by
Tales of paddy fields and wagon wheels,
And temples and tombstones,
And news on the radio, I hear you in stereo,
Let me go see what it's like through your eyes
From the cradle you saw me,
I know you adored me,
Through laughter and tickles and smiles,
Now the tables have turned
And oh, how I yearn
To hold your hand,
To hold you hand,
So many minutes without you within it,
And only the pictures I snapped,
Here I'm at home yet my thoughts tend to roam
To the bright blood that I left behind,
I'm expecting a bill today,
Begging me to pay my debts,
The debt I incurred for the love that I learned from you,
As The lights grew dim, you battled on,
Ooh, like soldiers,
If only I could lend a shoulder,
You're older,
It's me who should be there,
So many minutes without you within it,
And only the pictures I snapped,
Here I'm at home yet my thoughts tend to roam
To the bright blood that I left behind,
From the cradle you saw me,
I know you adored me,
Through laughter and tickles and smiles,
Now the tables have turned
And oh, how I yearn
To hold your hand,
To hold you hand,
So many minutes without you within it,
And only the pictures I snapped,
Here I'm at home yet my thoughts tend to roam
To the bright blood that I left behind,
That I left behind,
That I left, that I left,
That I left, that I left behind
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The Bells
04:52
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I stepped onboard with hesitancy,
The carriage floor a shelf of icy ecstacy,
But would it hold my uncertain weights?
The wasted energy of hours,
But our was the ten-twenty to somewhere new
Under the cover of darkness that covered you and
Covered me for damages incurred
Along the way to distant towns we'd never heard of,
The sleepers, no they wouldn't lie still.
Softly sleepwalking against my will,
Like poles alike, I watched them turn
Away from one another, to suddenly diverge,
Three months with the world between us,
Too long to put me on hold,
Just a moment to drop the line out,
Leave me hanging on a one-way call,
Pick it up, pick it up,
'Cause you're swinging from the bells between my ears,
Pick it up, pick it up, girl,
'Cause your ringing ain't getting any softer here,
Once inside, I stood there resolutely,
Made up my mind with make up
To sail through steadily,
But nowhere was the foundation to place those early beams
To bridge the waters coursing through
These reminiscent dreams,
I understand enough
To sit and think about
The laying of our lives ahead
To unwritten overtures and
Untested hypotheses of if and when and how,
Why don't we consider just the current,
Just for now?
The sleepers, no they wouldn't lie still.
Softly sleepwalking against my will,
Like poles alike, I watched them turn
Away from one another, to suddenly diverge,
Three months with the world between us,
Too long to put me on hold,
Just a moment to drop the line out,
Leave me hanging on a one-way call,
Pick it up, pick it up,
'Cause you're swinging from the bells between my ears,
Pick it up, pick it up, girl,
'Cause your ringing ain't getting any softer here,
The sleepers, they wouldn't lie still,
No the sleepers, they wouldn't lie still,
No the sleepers, they wouldn't lie still,
No the sleepers, they wouldn't lie,
To suddenly diverge,
Three months with the world between us,
Too long to put me on hold,
Just a moment to drop the line out,
Leave me hanging on a one-way call,
Pick it up, pick it up,
'Cause you're swinging from the bells between my ears,
Pick it up, pick it up, girl,
'Cause your ringing ain't getting any softer,
Your ringing ain't getting any softer,
Your ringing ain't getting any softer,
Your ringing ain't getting any softer here.
Any softer here,
Any softer here,
Any softer here
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