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Haunted (By Your Being)
04:02
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Haunted (By Your Being)
if i was dying now, what would you say to me
for it’s too late for apologies
if i stopped breathing now
would you bring me back to save me
or walkaway and let you haunt me
for in this case you’re the ghost
standing here alone
regretting all your faults
too late for a wake up call
tell the devil to come along
for there’s nowhere left to fall
this time you’re the ghost
everybody’s given up on your ruined soul
they stopped smothering the fires in your heart
but the flames ain’t burning out
one day you won’t be back
nursing empty bottles until the dawn
instead of a child who’s desperate for a conventional home
you better try to fix all the souls you done wrong
instead of telling stories in the corner on your own
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2. |
Pasque Flowers
03:18
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Pasque Flowers
it's almost three in the morning
and i was told to got to bed
but i'm not a little kid
i could be that little girl, mother said
i believed this was something that will pass
as quick as the waves could pull you down
bought a plane ticket to travel far
but it seems now instead we're gonna drown
listen to your grandmother
she's been to more places than you've been
she called me today saying
the pasque flowers stopped growing
and she thinks the bastards could finally win
she said they been growing well since they moved in
and that has been years and years and years
tell me tell me where you've been now
your lack of self esteem has brought you down
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3. |
Isles of Sanity
04:38
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Isles of Sanity
mother earth may not have asked for it herself
for we had done it for her
now between ourselves and this madness
all that is left in our cell
are those isles of sanity
that we all now worship
pray for the reefs of sanity
and our worn out tricks
for we had taken too much
and we don’t set no boundaries
mother can't stop crying
and we can't stop the battle
Isolation is upon us
For we think distance causes pain
This time it can save us
From the weight of the pouring rain
Sing out your lungs
For the ones who are too weak
I can hear drunken lullabies
From those lonely balconies
the moon's nearly gone
for it's still early for the birds
in the darkness searching for hope
bite your lip and don't curse
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4. |
The Quiet Battle
03:19
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The Quiet Battle
woke up to a town that’s silent
mother, can you hear the quite
hush now come to the door
there’s nothing to see anymore
with the losers on our side
heating up the coffee for the seventeenth time
this time it looks like they won
this time it looks like we won
trying to find comfort in your lies
like a father said, it's nice to see your mother happy
even though it's with another man
you can just hear by the shiver in his voice he's lying
he’s lying
they tell me sing that old song
i say i don’t remember the words
it don’t matter we’ll make them up as we go
just sing that old song
i read the news again today
two thousand and three hundred deaths
can we even pray for a finally end
i’d rather look in the mirror over and over at that worn out face
and lie to myself, it’s all just a game
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5. |
Cutting Corners
03:16
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Cutting Corners
the night before my birthday
i dreamt my mother was on Prince's album cover
and i awoke with swollen eyes
from crying over our lives all night
wise up wise up, little girl
for the passions and obsessions may never return
singing our morning blues
i’m just singing a lonely tune
thinking life wasn’t so bad
On school days we’re cutting corners
on Friday we crossed the borders
are we ever coming back?
yesterday i could swear we were brothers
oh god, how can you be so ruthless
he throws the right ones off the track
there are fearless and breathless blackouts
stand beside me, can you hear the birds chant?
it’s the time to take a dancing class
woken up a year older again
my age seems to be catching up with my inner self
silent celebrations of the town
the night before my birthday
i dreamt my mother was on Prince's album cover
and i awoke with swollen eyes
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6. |
Aging Clown
03:51
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Aging Clown
woke up with an early dawn
you have no place to go
the stage is no longer your home
you can’t find your telephone
expecting no calls no more
though your brother lives alone
when we all fall on the floor
none of us learned how to crawl
when no one wants to talk
about being scared of getting old
it’s a long long long road
and in the night it’s always cold
you said
A rocking chair is pretty good
for an Aging Clown
can’t go for a drink next door
writing your own anecdote
about the famous English clown
with a big nose and a scary frown
when they told you not to smoke
no longer rolling those big joints
what does now bring you joy
let’s look at life through a telescope
you said
A rocking chair is pretty good
for an Aging Clown
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7. |
Only Breathing
04:54
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