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forever and a day
04:55
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I went searching for silence on a noise riddled day,
walked to a wood, on a thicket I lay.
Speckles of blue through canopies of green,
when the tinkling of ivories come calling to me.
There were moments of magic, pulse soaring scores,
the voice of an angel shook to me to my core.
She said "Don't you just rest there grab your guitar and play,
join me in a melody, forever and a day"
Oh let it flow, make it go, let it flow,
from inside your heart and out through your soul.
Oh let it flow, make it go, let it flow,
sing out, sing out with me.
I went looking for peace and I found it that day,
the rest is my history believe me when I say.
There's been moments of magic, pimple skin scores,
when the voice of the angel askes me back for more.
Oh let it flow, make it go, let it flow,
from inside your heart and out through your soul.
Oh let it flow, make it go, let it flow,
sing out, sing out with me.
Well you came to me, helped me breathe,
gave me something to believe in,
I found my peace, a brand new lease of life.
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2. |
bucket full of nothing
03:38
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If I could not hold you, I'd be left grasping,
a bucket full of nothing,
with a hole in the side.
If I cannot kiss you, my mouth would be stuck open,
not tasting your sweet lips, just full up of flies.
Oh, I recall you once said that I was you anchor,
now you say that I miss heard you, the word didn't start with
an A.
If I cannot love you then there is no reason
for me to breathe in and breathe out again.
Da da da da da da da da da.
If I cannot touch you then I don't need fingers,
though my arms are always open for you to fall into.
If I could not hold you, I'd be left grasping,
a bucket full of nothing, with a hole in the side.
Said, a bucket full of nothing, with a hole in the side.
Oh, I recall you once said that I was you anchor,
now you say that I miss heard you, the word didn't start with
an A, an A , an A.
If I cannot love you then there is no reason
for me to breathe in and breathe out again.
Da da da da da da da da da.
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3. |
once a week in chicago
04:43
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I made my way to Chicago, felt the wind on my face.
Sometimes the noise could be quite deafening, but I couldn't bear to leave that place.
Through hail snow fire and flood.
I would be there with them.
It Was....all going down in Chicago,
there was love life and death.
I can still see them talking outside the doors, in my head taste their frosty breath.
Through hail snow fire and flood.
I would be there with them. I would be there with them. Every step of the way.
Come what may.
Once a week in Chicago, man I could even feel the cold.
Sit and watch the trains passing over the bridge,
nothings been the same since you've been gone.
Nothings been the same since you've been gone.
I haven't felt the same since you've been gone.
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4. |
whispers
04:27
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Whispers from the corner, as I walk on by.
Whispers in the corner, seethe and sigh.
You know me so well yet you cannot feel my pain,
tis the solitude messing with my brain,
then the night comes and saves me once again.
Whispers from the corner, let me know.
Whispers in the corner, say you better not go.
It's days like these, I find it so hard to breathe,
the uncertainty of being how I am,
then the night calls and saves me once again.
Another long day to get through,
another long day to get through.
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5. |
of love & of hate
04:23
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If I were to paint a portrait of you,
layer upon layer oil mixed with dew.
Canvas part torn weathered and worn,
a wondrous reflection resplendent in colour.
If I were to sculpture in marble or stone.
Alabaster skin flawless in tone.
A peachy complexion a hint of rouge,
lines to be seen more than a laughter or two.
If I were a poet my sonnet to you,
would flow from my heart that’s been battered and bruised.
Words on page of passion and rage,
an inky endorsement of love and of hate.
Ohhh, let it go now, I need to have some peace of mind.
Ohhh, let it go now,
find myself a release, that finally sets me free.
From all the confusion, downright delusion,
turmoil swirling around, inside me brain.
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6. |
supercats
04:41
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Go to sleep my little man for its nearly over,
soon you'll have to leave, me.
Rest your weary head on my trembling hand,
I can feel you breathe for the last time, soon you will be free,
chasing butterflies way beyond the stars.
The grass grows tall where your'e going and the sun it always shines.
You can stretch out just like supercat, catch some rays and watch the ducks glide on by.
Someday we will be there by your side, till then wait patiently.
Rest in peace my baby boo soon your pain will cease to be
then work it's way into me.
Pull my flesh apart cut deep inside my heart.
Go be with your brother now, where the sun it always shines.
You can stretch out just like supercats catch some rays and watch the ducks glide on by.
It's safe there no need for you to hide, cause soon I will be there by your side.
Till then wait patiently.
I'll be counting the weeks, months and years, till I see you again.
And hold you in my arms.
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7. |
no ordinary dream
05:10
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I was dancing on the sky, clouds beneath my feet,
lightening at me heels, I wished you could have seen.
All the beauty in my mind, Shinning through these visionary eyes,
this was no ordinary, ordinary dream.
Grey had hued to blue, black it bleed to red,
a kaleidoscope of colour, deep inside my head.
And the only thing that was missing, you were not there dancing by my side,
this was no ordinary, ordinary dream.
You ooh, I'll be waiting for you ooh, I'll keep waiting waiting for
You ooh, when are you coming, are you coming on.....through.
It was a wonderful concoction , something to behold,
not a touch of contradiction the stories that we are told.
All the beauty in my mind came shinning through these visionary eyes,
this was no ordinary, ordinary,ordinary, no ordinary, ordinary, no ordinary dream.
You ooh, I'll be waiting for you ooh,
I'll keep waiting waiting for, you ooh,
I'm still waiting for you ooh,
when are you coming, are you coming on.....through.
I was dancing on the sky, clouds beneath my feet,
Lightening at me heels, I wished you could have seen.
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8. |
sweet alligator
04:20
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I'll see you later my sweet alligator, far away from here.
I'll see you later on my sweet alligator, cause I'm moving on.
Far away from here.
This thing won't leave me alone, so I'm off there on my own,
have to find some kind of peace gotta be out there, somewhere.
This thing just won't let go, it's chewing up my bones,
creeping and a crawling inside me.
I'll see you later my sweet alligator, far away from here.
This thing won't leave me alone, so I'm off there on my own,
have to find some kind of peace gotta be out there, somewhere.
This thing just won't let go, it's chewing up my bones,
creeping and a crawling inside me.
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9. |
illogicality
03:30
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Come the dark and I'll be with you,
when the light has all but disappeared.
I will stand still, beside you,
whispering wake up...my love.
Wait till dark my sweetheart,
rest your eyes then open up your mind.
To the possibilities of illogicality,
calling now my love once more.
One day it may pass, who knows how long,
the hurting will last?
Maybe for all time, till then you'll find,
me waiting.
Bring on the dark and I'll be with you,
when the light has all but disappeared.
I will stand still beside you,
Whispering wake up, whispering wake up,
whispering wake up......my love.
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10. |
ghost of my past
05:47
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I was stood standing there all alone,
in a room I assumed on my own,
except for the ghost of my past,
who asked if I cared for a dance.
Said that I'd give it a go, oh, oh.
We took two tiny steps forward and three long strides back,
said it feels like the tracks of my life,
I asked her if she would like to stay,
she just smiled and faded away,
oh my, how I wander.
Amongst the shadows, far from the spotlight,
in the quietness I exsist,
singing and playing, playing and singing,
my heart out.
I was strolling along on the beach,
she appeared again a stretch out of reach,
asked, how do you feel at this moment in time I said,
out of touch and incomplete.
Please tell me that you will stay,
she just smiled and faded away, oh my,
how I wander.
Amongst the shadows, far from the spotlight,
in the quietness I exsist,
singing and playing, playing and singing,
my heart out.
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11. |
magpie
04:08
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Fly on a recce surveying for clues,
a reflection or a sparkle, means the world to you.
Then you swoop down and take it and hide it up high,
a treasure trove of goodies, sway in the sky.
And we all know.
Sunlight is your accomplice in tandem you toil,
hour after hour, through bush, grass and soil.
Probing for that moment, discover like no other,
decades lay unfound, riches abound.
What you need is shimmering, all kinds of precious things,
like rubys and diamond rings they all catch your eye.
And when you see it glimmering, all kinds of pretty things,
you have to stop never pass on by....magpie.
When you find your rainbow,
with it's own crock of gold.
Keep it to yourself secrets never to be told.
And I'll pop on my top hat and tip it towards you,
a gesture for tradition somewhat long forgotten.
What you need is shimmering, all kinds of precious things,
like rubys and diamond rings they all catch your eye.
And when you see it glimmering, all kinds of pretty things,
you have to stop never pass on by....magpie.
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12. |
oh forebode
05:25
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Bring me a fully functioning brain,
a spine that can move freely from pain.
But I'll keep this old heart, if it's all the same,
It's the best part of me.
Though it's been wounded many a time,
I shall never exhange for a draconian kind.
Always open given totally free,
it's the best part of me.
Oh forebode won't you tell me so,
for the peace that I seek inside my soul.
Comfort me now in this hour of need,
tether my raw and benevolent seed.
Still beating strong after all it's been through,
I could tell you my woes unbelievably true.
But I'll leave it for now, maybe later you'll see,
It's the best part of me.
Oh forebode won't you tell me so,
for the peace that I seek inside my soul.
Comfort me now in this hour of need,
tether my raw and benevolent seed.
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Mr Cagey Folkestone, UK
Wallowing in the warmth of lower mids and melancholic melody.
Recorded, mixed and mastered on a Tascam DP 32 Portastudio By Mr C
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