1. |
The Idealist
03:59
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Of all the people that you knew in you youth
There was just one who gave you solace true
And though it pains me now to see we are through
The sky is not blue anymore
So when he rushes through the door to rescind your sins
You would be foolish not to take that man in
We set out to start again
With new mottos and new friends
But we stumbled on the artefacts of old
Inside houses of the young
Grew tiredness with what we’d sung
As they would dance and fight
And bicker through the night
I heard it by decree and so I screened that telephone call
To tell me there’s no one who possibly can do it all
There’ll be no further action and there’ll be no further call
So battle lines need not be drawn anymore
Take flight take heed o please
Just walk out the door
A moving symphony of love’s greatest light
Will appear
And take you away from here
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2. |
All The Signs
06:25
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All the signs are there you know she said
On coming home and sitting on the bed
They just call us clients now
And everything we learn somehow is dead
Something runs afoul of all we learn
And learning isn't learning when the learning's just to earn
Unfashionable it may seem
But cutting it that way is not a dream
Of mine
And oh, they took you for the last, and then they held your past
To ransom 'cause it did not fit their ways
But if this is some golden age why do you feel alone
'Cause gold is just a stipend and the age is just for show
Well I said does your suffering make you strong
If I applaud your suffering will you give me your soul
Well that's just from a book you read - the one that sits here by this bed
And though the idea's good it isn't your idea at all
And oh, must everything good be past
Everything made to last
Or are these just excuses borne of change
'Cause if this is some golden age why do you feel alone
In thinking by our progress we have just stripped off our bones
And now the Devil's skin lies on the floor
His advocacy's crumbled in the smelter of the law
And though we cannot be surprised when metal from it's ore is prised
The argument is won but now the truth is such a bore
And oh, they took you for the last, and then they held your past
To ransom 'cause it did not fit their way
And if this is some golden age it's you who feels alone
They've played their card, the rain is hard and it's someone else's home
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3. |
Your Golden Heart
05:40
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There’s nothing for you here anymore
even when you go out in public it’s
a private war. No one gazes up at you
now – all eyes are fixed, all heads are
bowed. And everybody likes the same
stuff; somehow what we’re given is
always exactly enough. No one needs
to question the new, ‘cause then they’d
have to deal with the old and that wou-
ldn’t do.
And you say, “Maybe we’re living in a
golden age; where everything that’s
dreamt of is made.”
We sit here watching sex on the news,
and it might titillate if we weren’t so
afraid of the flu. It seems there can be
nothing to fear though, in an age when
a man loses weight and they call him a
hero. “If only I could get to the facts!”
Just change the channel – you’ll find
all opinions are routinely backed.
And you say, “Maybe we’re living in a
golden age; where anyone who dreams
it is made.
And you’ll be accused of being unclear
by this literal generation here, or prob-
ably just ridiculed for trying to be sin-
cere. It’s what they wish for most of all
because it’s what they fear.
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4. |
Come Clean
05:10
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Your little town has gone to sleep
Guided softly towards better times
Luxury we'd never see
It's what forced us to go on
The winter pale and slender lost
To the human sod of history
Emily come back to me
I mean you no more harm
And your face is but a dream to me
See the teams come one by one
They shadow our light fitfully
Luxury we had not seen
It's what caused us to collapse
As they dismantled all your charms
With their houses built on solitude
Solid ground, where are you now?
You're all I've got to hold
And all of you was real
So real
In crazy blue eyed dreams
You came clean
And they could not bear our love
And I did not have the trust
Robbery, the highway kind
And your murder was foretold
And all of you is real
So real
In crazy blue eyed dreams
I come clean
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5. |
Mr Day
04:44
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Hey Mr Day, why have you lost your heart?
You need to find your beauty in the dark –
shadows to guide you and love will be your
star.
Hey Mrs Night, your darkness is your light.
Go to your man – he thinks he’s lost his
fight. Answer his questions and give him
back his sight.
All now to sleep for soon we’ll have our
date. We need to leave these two to coru-
scate. No obsequies now, consider it too
late.
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6. |
Aspect
06:29
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Morning and the aspect of your body as the light comes
through the blear. Every day a circus of your solitary
musings in my ear.
Can you imagine certainty, a landscape of so many
corked ideas? Drifting in modernity, believing in the
shatter-proof, the everyday serene in all the blonde and
blue-eyed children that it rears.
The sisters come to take you back, fill your head with barren tact.
Parting fingers, one last touch and smile…
Early on the Tuesday before losing you forever I’m awake
Jerking through the motions of a man who is considering escape
Is considerately fake
Is considerably late
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7. |
Why We Can Be Apart
04:58
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She walked so lightly I thought she would fade
Into the pale memoried world she had made
And he looked always ahead to her back
And though he would run it was always her back
Shelving their hearts for the sake of the song
Their chords turned to minor in order to just get along
But there was no peace and out in the slow palling light
Were reflected the words she would offer to him every night
“it’s only love and that’s why we can be apart”
Well boys turn to men and the women they love stay the same
Languid and tall and the curve of her breast is the same
Laughing from eyes set to call forth the history of youth
But everything dulls for the man who has danced with the truth
“it’s only love and that’s why we can be apart”
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8. |
Polly Angel
05:19
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When they let her go they said “you’d better run”
So Polly caught the first bus into town. Everybody
stared at Polly’s golden hair, and in the night she woke.
The next day found her floating on a cloud. Above
the city floating on a cloud. “I don’t know the way!”
she cried.
“Don’t worry you’ll be fine.”
“But all I have is love to give.”
“That’s what we had in mind”
Polly Angel, Angel Polly
And somehow over twenty years have passed
since sighing softly Polly breathed her last. And as
you walk around the town – see people smiling bright,
and all they have is love to give – you’ll know that
she was right.
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9. |
I Had A Love
05:34
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I had a love
we walked together
over the stones
under the stars
throughout the days
we just kept walking
I had a love
where you gonna find her
where you gonna find her now?
where you gonna look
in this catastrophic town
where have all the poets gone
with their words that used to save?
given way to fellowships
of mediocre days
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10. |
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I am travelling all the way to Rome
Dry your eyes – I have to go alone
Oh my love I’ll miss you dressed in blue
Oh my city all roads lead back to you
Please I ask you, let me off my knees
Oh my love you’ll always be with me
These times are so dangerous dressed in white
Oh my heroes take me towards the light
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