1. |
Rich
03:30
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take me to the bar so i can drink myself uneasy
drink myself queasy till i pass out on your shoulder
so when i hold you we can both make our excuses
that this shouldn't have happened but the bottle has its uses
you know i love you most of all
when your back's against the wall
but i don't say anything at all
cos you can't read my eyes
you know i love you when you're drunk
you know i love you when you're stoned
cos when you're sober you're the coldest man i've ever known
here we go again, you know it feels like such a cliché
you're afraid to touch me and now i'm afraid to move
spin another line so we can talk and ease the tension
honey do anything except think, feel, mention...
that i love you most of all
when your back's against the wall
but i don't say anything at all
cos you can't read my eyes
you know i love you when you're drunk
you know i love you when you're stoned
cos when you're sober you're the coldest man i've ever known
isn't it rich how we're both hurting inside
the way we talk, all of the things that we write
can never convey what's really going on inside
come on baby, let's go out tonight
you know i love you most of all
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2. |
Cat's Eyes
04:26
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she never blinks, she never falters
with a grip like steel
she's got blue eyes on the horizon
and both hands on the wheel
and i never meant for her to love me
i never asked for her second chance
but i found a patch of warmth in those pale blue eyes
and i thought it meant romance
it never was easy to love her
she was always so stubborn just like me
i watch her cold hands against the leather
she's got both hands on the wheel
i know how you love to sacrifice
but i never asked you for your soul
i'm caught up in your arms tonight
when i just want to be alone
she never blinks, she never falters
but drives so steady through the night
the white lines they pile up behind us
cat-eye shadows in the lights
and i never meant to leave her
but it's just to hard to stay
i never set out to deceive her
but it's easier this way
so she drives into the darkness
with a grip like steel
she's got blue eyes on the horizon
and both hands on the wheel
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3. |
Take What You Need
02:49
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don't take the road's uneasy slumber
don't take these silver skies that stretch too far
don't take your eyes all filled with sorrows
take with your heart what you can't with your hands
and you will wake tomorrow on a silver plane
fragile clouds of cotton will suspend you once again
you will wake tomorrow this will be a memory
but please don't take away these rainclouds
take only what you need
don't take these weeds and broken bottles
don't take this emptiness, these shadows
don't take your eyes all filled with sorrows
heaven life's not long enough, there's no time for regrets
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Skin
02:59
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and with my fingers trace the fine bones of your hand
the hollow where your fingers meet
at night i hold you to my heart
as though your fragile bones might break
and with my tongue i taste the salt upon your face
where no tear should fall a line i trace
but i don't understand your skin
the way it keeps your feelings in
at five o' clock they set the caged birds free
and they rise into the evening like a holy trinity
and my bird among them flies with the sun in his eyes
oh honey, tell me how the caged bird sings
with barely room enough to stretch his wings
for i fear that i should die
if i had caused a sadness in your eye
and i know i'd miss your skin
the way it keeps your feelings in
i would surely miss your skin
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5. |
The Wrong Girl
03:47
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our eyes met over coffee
in a dark bar
on the wrong side of town
golden and sleepy
but if you need me
you know where i'm from
i'm from the wrong end of a one way street
on the wrong side of town
i'm kind of the wrong girl
you're kind of the wrong a guy
but that never bothered either you or i
and me, well i'm rough and ready
i wear the wrong clothes
hang around in the wrong bars
you, you're just too pretty
but if you need me
you know where i'll be
i'll be at the wrong end of a one way street
on the wrong side of town
i'm kind of the wrong girl
you're kind of the wrong a guy
but that never bothered either you or i
and i know you could never love me
i wear the wrong clothes
hang around in the wrong bars
it's love and love alone can break me
so you see you can't hurt me
but i guess if you need me
i'll be at the wrong end of a one way street
on the wrong side of town
i'm kind of the wrong girl
you're kind of the wrong a guy
but that never bothered either you or i
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6. |
Bliss
05:13
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if bliss was a place
it would be in your arms
to find ourselves again
skeleton to skeleton
with nothing in between us
but the beating of our bosoms
and the light on our faces
from the fire and the candles
love and fire
theyʼre one and the same
lift you to the heavens
only to drop you down again
oh the blistering heat
of a loverʼs embrace
can bring tears to your eyes
leave you devastated
and home is where it feels right
home is where your heart is
and my heart is the one place
i think only you can touch
and your touch
is as light as any zephyr
the summer breeze
couldnʼt touch me so tender as you
when the heat of your arms
and the strength of your skin
the fire in your eyes
melt me again
well iʼll rise like a phoenix
and iʼll fall like a moth
or iʼll crumble into ashes
in the strength of your touch
if bliss was a place
it would be in your arms
to find ourselves again
skeleton to skeleton
with nothing in between us
but the beating of our bosoms
and the light on our faces
from the fire and the candles
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7. |
Venice
03:53
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one of these days these walls
are going to crumble and fall
rose pink stucco and cement
colouring the spring tides red
and venice is tumbling down
her waters swollen in the rain
i ride a boat out to the edge of town
and ride another back again
and you write letters every day
and pile your books up in the hall
but honey when this whole place is underwater
those books won't be any use at all
when venice is tumbling down
venice is tumbling down
beneath the spires of our dreams
sinuous waters flow
and so we sit in our rococo palaces
waiting for venice to fall
rivers under cities flow
beneath the half moon glow
and all the bustle and the beat
under the pounding of our feet
venice is tumbling down
venice is tumbling down
venice is tumbling down
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8. |
Never Can Last
03:52
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i've got blisters on my fingers from playing this thing
oh darling won't you come home
and i'm sitting by the telephone wishing it would ring
oh darling won't you come home
oh darling, won't you come home..?
and my throat is hoarse from singing this song
oh darling won't you come home
and i'm drunk on the hope that it won't be long
oh darling till you come home
oh darling, won't you come home..?
i never saw your eyes until your eyes were closed in sleep
or knew your skin until your skin brushed mine
i saw you washing in the pale daylight
and your body in the water became particles of light...
he rounds the corner, what wouldn't i give
oh darling won't you come home
for this love not to die, for this love to live
oh darling won't you come home
but it's four in the morning and there's something wrong
oh darling won't you come home
and my lips are blistered from singing love's song
oh darling won't you come home..?
never really saw you at all until i saw you vanishing down my hall
sometimes i wish you were a ghost from my past
because love like this never can last
one night you'll come to me, speaking your heart's truth
oh darling won't you come home
and i swear i won't be too scared to say to you
darling won't you come home
darling won't you come home
darling won't you come home
it's all water under bridges now, it's all in the past
and no matter how you wish it
you can't turn the river back
won't you come home, won't you come home, won't you come home?
won't you come on home?
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9. |
She's Got To Travel
03:06
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she's got to travel
sure as seagulls must take to the sky
sure it's hard but she's got to fly
remember those golden wings
with the sunlight shining through?
how beautiful the soul in a state of truth
that's why she's got to travel
and no one can stand in her way
she's got to journey
it's the road she's got to take
remember those golden
wings with the sunlight shining through?
how beautiful the soul
how beautiful the soul
how glorious the soul in a state of truth
sure it's not easy
sometimes it's so hard to see
why you've got to keep on moving
why you've got to set her free
because she's got to travel
sure as seagulls must take to the sky
it's a need in her she's got to fly
sure it's not easy
sometimes it's so hard to see
why you've got to keep on moving
why you've got to set her free
remember those golden wings
with the sunlight shining through?
how beautiful the soul
how beautiful the soul
how glorious the soul in a state of truth
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10. |
Kirsty McGee Manchester
A wandering maverick and spellbinding live performer with a voice that has been described as having the texture of smoke & velvet, McGee defies categorisation, to make 'hobopop' –“music of no fixed genre”. Her continuously evolving musical personality is proof that a freedom from artistic restraints can sometimes produce a unique, enthralling and original voice with a rare honesty. ... more
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