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sunrise burns your eyes
03:35
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I forget to remember
the many ways you arrive
Still it turns to November
and I forget that I'm alive
I want to live in the city
where the sunrise burns your eyes
where it doesn't feel like a pity
when all the days just pass you by
I forget to remember
the singer, the song or the tune
still it turns to December
another year grows old too soon
I want to live in the city
where the sunrise burns your eyes
where it doesn't feel like a pity
when all the days just pass you by
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2. |
Town to town
03:14
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There was no image in the mirror
the ones we saw had glistening eyes
i believe they only stayed an hour
and we just watched it on TV
the bonnet was still warm
the radio was on
white static noise
they'd gone from town to town
every place they'd entertain the crowds
and all the lights were on
and they were trying to find you out
filtering
when you're eyes won't see in colour
searching for a name that they could give
to mark the passing of the fair
everybody standing much obliged
to watch the cavalcade arrive
the route we took
a starting pack
and here's a number for your back
and all the lights were on
and they were trying to find you out
filtering
when you're eyes won't see in colour
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3. |
Bus-stop drinker
01:54
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From an original thinker to a bus stop drinker
Your career progression was never the obsession
From a hot shot caller to a bar room brawler
Neurological connections dying section by section
But oh, oh, how many miles to go?
Oh, oh, til you step into the light
From a mischief maker to a liberty taker
Only moments of clarity afforded you charity
Another summer, another runner, taking pills for the ills that were caused by the pills,
You , you, you never see it through
What else can I do?
Your old time killer is making you iller
Caught up in something that means absolutely nothing
You wanted more, then just before you had it coming, you started running
I still see something in your eyes,
I recognise
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4. |
Sister ghost
03:03
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5. |
In the garden
02:15
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There were things we knew
sometimes its too late to ask
There were things we saw
visions we shared
silences bared
You were there in the garden
with your scissors and your coat
the child wishes you to return
but I'd just wish you'd go
what a thing to feel
now its not real
and what id give
seagulls wheel around
talking to me
what did i see
you were there in the garden
with your mother and your dad
but you were there in the precinct
and at Giuseppe's pad
You were there in the garden
and we all drank co-op wine
such nurture in the flowers
I'm picking up the signs
it's a life, it's a moment
you saved thing I'd ignore
i only wished I'd seen them
when you tried before
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6. |
Insider
03:20
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msp UK
Home recordings. from 1991 until the present day
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