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Rest
04:02
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I met him on a Thursday morn
he asked me if London was my home
I said ‘these charter’d streets unsettle me
I fear I’m growing colder in my bones’
he cried in woe ‘you’re always moving
always searching for some better way to be!
dear lady wont you let me lay your heart to rest
and dance your mind to sleep’
ooo
‘faith is only only for the lonely
hope is just a spark for the damned
I will stop to rest for no one here
no god no creature, circumstance or man!’
he said ‘as sure as my feet touch the earth
I swear that there are angels in that tree..’
I said ‘forget it boy, oh you’re no poet
I think you know they look like birds to me’
ooo
he danced me through the thunder
and when crashes brought the light
he danced me through a forest fire
that lit up half the night
one morn at last we came to rest
upon a place where ocean meets the trees
I said I’ll wait here til the evening turns around
and the sun’s below the sea
I’ll wait here til the evening turns around
and the sun’s below the sea
ooo
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I'm Going to Rio
03:46
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I think I am lost oh, I think I am loosing my way!
there’s no hope in my words and no truth to whatever I say
oh my mind is in one place and I’m following best that I can
but my feet just wont listen and my heart she has other plans
come the wind come the rain come the frost and the snow
I’ll go the places I know all the others will go
and I sing down the stairwells of places that I’d rather be
and wait for the moment when you come to comfort me
for when I am lonely I hold far too tight
to the things that I ought to let be
I’m going to Rio to see, oh a whole other sky!
I hope that the people and places will soon show me why
we work and we work just to work for another day
just seek a new sunrise, isn’t that what they always say
for when I am lonely I hold far too tight
to the things that I ought to let be
and if I’m alone on this cold winter’s night
I’d hope you’d be thinking of me
I know I shouldn’t be
waiting for you to come back
but it it is calling me
I know I shouldn’t be
waiting for you to come back
but it it is calling me
so leave the light on !
to help me see
leave the light on
to help me see…
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a thought in the ocean,
a weight off my mind
i will throw forth my heartache
and glimpse one more time
the bottle of sorrow
that’s no longer mine
i will leave it at peace
to the foam and the brine
and my Mother, I love her
but she cannot know
for she cares far too much,
would feel pain at my woe
so I’ll write it on paper
the bottle I’ll throw
just to sink in the ocean
to depths far below
and my father would listen
but not understand
a benevolent heart
but the mind of a man
so with ink I’ll take comfort
and cast where I stand
just to hope that the ocean
is where it will land
and the birds shall not know it
for they fly too high
and their worries don't cover
things not for the sky
and the fish of the deep
will swim carelessly by
as I bid dear farewell
to a sorrow of mine
a thought in the ocean
a weight off my mind
as i throw forth my heartache,
the bells start to chime
the bottle of sorrow
that’s no longer mine
i will leave it at peace
to the foam and the brine
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4. |
Warm at Night
03:11
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‘whats the point?’ you asked as rain around us fell
cause if there’s rules then you’re not doing very well
but if a God up there is judging you then he ain’t worth a penny
just keep singing your songs to hell Johnny Boy
just keep singing your songs to hell
when the sun comes down we’ll know
should we stay or should we go
but if a God up there is judging you then he aint worth a penny
just as long as that’s all you know Johnny Boy
just as long as that’s all you know
and you fill your blood with poison everynight
cause the death of after makes you feel alive
and once you told me the comedown brings you more than the high
but keep setting your mark for the stars Johnny Boy
you know it’s gonna take you far Johnny Boy
so keep setting your make for the sky
when the sun comes down we’ll know
should we stay or should we go
and I know you say this medicine is all you call home
but do you really need it to snow Johnny Boy
do you really need it to snow?
does it mke you glad to know that she’s your girl
cause when you’re sad you know the audience can tell
but if she makes you warm at night
then why would I know any better !
just as long as she treats you well Johnny Boy
just as long as she treats you well
when the sun comes down we’ll know
should we stay or should we go
but to spend our time a’ wondering is a life that we chose
so we’ll know when we need to know Johnny Boy
oh we’ll know when we need to know
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Alberta
03:39
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you’re starting off to somewhere new
‘cause here no-one really cares
on the way, it might not seem fair
but Alberta just dance until you’re there
your soul is aching for someone
to offer but a hand
scared to fall, with no ground on which to stand
but Alberta I promise you will land
and if you’re ever weary
and loosing all your light
just open up and hear me
it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright
if you’re ever left behind
you’ll carry on alone
the people you love
will age to the bone
but alberta just sing until they go
one day when you’re far away
you’ll search for your reprise
but when the night-time
darkens the skies
oh Alberta the moon is in your eyes
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Pearl Fish London, UK
SE LND native, now travelling the UK waterways. Free and thoughtful songs, hopeful and melancholy. Meeting dreamers and movers along the way.
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