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Perfect Disguise
03:06
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Perfect Disguise
First sight’s alright, well It’s alright with me
But nothings as good as it could be
Can you feel it in your heart?
It’s heavy in your eyes
It’s dark all around, it’s the perfect disguise
Lights on your face, we’re dancing real slow
We’re moving to the feelin, we could be alone
Loving would be nice, but hey it’s alright
If you wana be friends, just hold me tonight
This one and only spark to my tinder-dry heart
Starts a fire burning in the dark
Your hand in my hand and it feels so warm
This night’s cold and lonely we could be alone
You walked in the room and I said,
“I feel so tired but I wish that time would move more slowly,
Nothings on my mind right now…”
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2. |
Remember My Name
03:51
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Remember My Name
Another mile behind us
The searchlights remain
Sun soaked seas just memories
Running on down the days
Was it a way to live forever?
Don’t tell me it was a curse
While we were punching holes in numbers, chasing one another
Across the universe
Holding on with on with both hands
Trade anchor with these chains
We’ve been running through the streets of isolation
There’s always something that you never escape
In this town there’s no real heroes
But when I’m gone will you remember my name?
Remember my name
Brother it seems that we’ve been drifting
Just slaves to the tide
The ebb and flow is all we know
Little suns within our eyes
There’s a shadow in the wake
Where the storm raged and tore
We heard a song, sung rushed and gone
Blowing in from foreign shores
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3. |
Where Do You Go?
04:04
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Where do you go?
I said that I would meet you, round half past eight
I could hear you were crying waterfalls, tears running down your face
Walking by the riverside, the city came to life
Night time fell on me and you, you said I feel alive
Now I’m blind, with broken time
And the weight of love remains
What if we had stayed at home instead?
Now I wana know
Where do you go?
Where do you go my darling when you’re not with me?
There’s a beat that my heart has skipped for you
There’s a skip in the heart that beats for you
I see how fragile you’ve become, a great divide remains
Barriers window drapes, curtains drawn in vain
The hours pass the days go on, walk the long way home
Time drags on endlessly lonely not alone
I was yours back by the riverside when we felt the city breathe
Now I’m yours, a lovers fool, take every part of me
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4. |
Miss Hospitality
03:37
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Miss Hospitality
I swing my legs from the wicker chair
Holding pictures from a love affair
I curse missed opportunities
You took my smile away from me
Now suddenly I’ve been released
From hammering in Ancient Greece
Carving statues into stone
Walking them through Jack Frost’s home
I see that you’ve got all you need
That’s one thing where we both agree
I’ve watched you sail across the sea
Goodbye Miss Hospitality
Don’t come to me with your white flag
Too many times it’s come to that
You took the apple from the tree
You knew that it meant losing me
As the morning sun breaks through
The world’s alive in red and blue
You’ll find yourself on distant shores
With the same old baggage as before
Oh no, can’t you see?
I’m everything you want to be
“Take your leave,” I said to her
“Don’t call me from America.”
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5. |
The Morning
04:32
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The Morning
The morning sun breaks through these open skies
And I can feel you by my side
I’m so scared of what we could lose
And as the summer moves across the skies
Shadows break upon my eyes
I hear you say goodbye
It’s not right that you might leave me
Though you say you’ll always need me
I know the mornings just an hour away
So won’t you save me from these tears of rage?
And catch me if I fall again
Cos the mornings still another hour away
Friend companion lay me bare
These sleepy eyes can only stare
Just don’t believe I’m ever fooling you
Cos floods and earthquakes even wars
Won’t keep me from your sacred shores
I’ll hide behind your perfection and your pain
The morning sun breaks through these open skies
And I can feel you by my side
Should we celebrate just being here?
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6. |
I Believe
03:40
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I Believe
I’m searching for a meaning
In a lonely distant bed
Life scattered on a winding road
On the signposts ahead
There’s nothing in my hand
But there’s a song that I can sing
And a song will last forever
When there’s an end in every thing
I’m walking on this wire with you
Come, come together
Our hearts beat here forever
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe in you
The alarm bell rings
It shakes me up and sets me down
From last night a faith inside
Wheezes its way out
We made a patchwork universe
Kaleidoscope days
Everyone a shooting star
Making their own way
I’m walking on this wire with you
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Silent Life
03:54
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Silent Life
Watching shadows cross the silver screen
Lives as still as they’ve always been
The curtain is drawn, shapes revealed
They dance through the night from reel to reel
Somehow lost within it all
Silent lives playing on the wall
Down the lens side by side
Daylight flickers in black and white
To our city I will take you down
There are winding roads all through this town
Life beats strong in every way
It’s us and them and the golden days
Moving slowly through changing times
The backdrop of life, our storyline
After the secrets, before the lies
When silent life held our truth inside
To our city I will take you down
There are winding roads all through this town
Life beats strong within us girl
It’s us and them and that other world
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I Can’t Dream About You Anymore
They’re buzzing round like flies
Just to see you cry
Like mongrel dogs they crawl across
Just to watch the cost of another loss
I can’t dream about you anymore
They taught you how to feel
Break down and never steal
They taught you how to close your eyes
To all the bad things inside another war
I can’t dream about you anymore
They say keep on walking
Forget your broken wings
Get a good job and forget all your sins
Forget everything
I can’t dream about you anymore
So dragging up the past
From the gutter where it lasts
A gold ring in the sewer
A wedding gift from you to her, take it back
I can’t dream about you anymore
So scan these words like a map on a page
Turn your head, you turn away
The time has come and gone, your time has come and gone,
Won’t you leave this place?
I can’t dream about you anymore
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9. |
Roll of the Dice
03:09
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Roll of the Dice
Through a game of chance we met in April
In all the colours of the day
May Queens are not untouchable
And when it’s over, even they can be lead astray
We were both bound for the station
On a Fool’s Day, our destinations changed
In the brass bed you made me wait
Do you believe in fate?
Come to me girl, in the places you and I know
You’re the prettiest thing that I’ve ever seen
I don’t want to let you go
We all live by the roll of the dice
Map our futures in a bet
Through your crown you count the cost
You’re dealt this hand – a hand that you won’t forget
Come to me girl, a hand of aces put on show
You’re the prettiest thing that I’ve ever seen
I don’t want to let you go
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10. |
Where the Bands are
04:14
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Where the Bands are
Lift up your glass surrender
Drift far away
Beat hard against the scars
That just won’t fade
Digging deep in shallow pockets
Life’s casino schools
You don’t hear those beating drums
But I still do
When we go chasing stars the world alight
Down the road where the bands are tonight
Dark nights a winter’s silence
Hibernate in fear
Exchange those neon profits
For an old man’s tears
Life grew from feeling lonely
Fixed the fool in me
Some dreams will last forever
Born of all I see
And we go chasing stars the world alight
Down the road where the bands are tonight
I wanna be where the bands are tonight
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