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Around the Table
04:29
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Around the Table
What's going on around the table
Behind that look in his eye?
Will he play a part down the line?
And will he know her hears will always hide?
Is she going there, is she able
To meet that look in his eye?
Will she hear a truth before a lie,
And will she choose to face the test and try?
She's going home alone once more.
There's no one there when she walks through the door.
There's more to play around the table,
More to hear from the crowd.
They're lost in consultation with a sound,
And that's all it's ever going to be about.
Is she gonna dare, is she able?
She joins another round.
Is there anywhere to be but with a crowd,
Lost in consultation with a crowd?
She's made her own way home before,
With no one there when she walks through the door.
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2. |
The Shore Line
05:10
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I can't hear what you're saying,
But it looks good on your face.
Could you be a little more defined?
I don't belong in a shallow grave.
Are you talking about the weather,
Or how you found the shape you're in?
It's been a long time since I felt love
Somewhere beyond the skin.
Oo, maybe tomorrow
They'll find a cure for superficial highs,
And all these lies
They told us all before,
I'm still standing on the shore line.
I can hear a crowd of voices,
Too many words, but not enough to see
That there's a hand in the shadow of ways I'd tear to pieces.
If the bridge was down I'd cross that line for free.
But the one thing that I know is I know nothing,
And no one hears a word you say.
But I remember your name, and the place where we were standing
When you told me that we only have today.
Oo, maybe tomorrow
They'll find a cure for superficial highs,
And all these lies
They told us all before,
I'm still standing on the shore line.
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3. |
Lost in Space
04:07
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Well, I'm so glad that you made it safe to the sunshine.
I'm so glad that you made it safe through the storm.
And all the way don't you know I've been with you in spirit?
All the way don't you know you've been here in my thoughts?
All the time hallucinating,
All the time you've been out of the race.
All the time by your own admission
You've been lost in space with no direction home.
How you believed that you were to blame for the problems.
How you believed you were responsible for the world.
And how you knew that you had to make a connection.
How you believed but nobody gave you the word.
All the time hallucinating,
All the time you've been out of the race.
All the time by your own admission
You've been lost in space with no direction home.
Now I believe that someday you'll climb your mountain,
And I believe in the thoughts you put down in song.
I believe there's a light that's shining inside you.
I believe it's going to shine around before long.
All the time hallucinating,
All the time you've been out of the race.
All the time by your own admission
You've been lost in space with no direction home.
Lost in space with no connection,
Lost in space with no conception,
Lost in space with no conception of home.
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Samye Ling
When I'm caught in between faith and reason
What harm can it do to believe,
When thought is nothing more than a memory
Floating through my head like a breeze?
Yesterday I sat beside the river
And lost myself with you under the tree,
Safe, even though I know
That time will disappear like waves under the sea.
I believe I know you, Samye Long,
Even though I know I've never been.
I close my eyes and there inside
Is all that I'll ever need.
They tell me this is real, I don't believe them.
The only thing I know is how I feel.
Two days in a row I saw the river,
and you're the only one who knows where I've been.
Chorus
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Bright Blue Sky
The last time I looked up
From the bottom of an empty cup
I saw the walls closing in like a bad dream.
But there goes a magic wand
And I’m taken to a place where the wind blows strong,
And the echoes of your voice amaze me.
It seems like time disappears in the face of a bright blue sky.
It seems like time disappears in the face of a bright blue sky.
You never know till you look back
How many times you believe that
Home will become home one of these days.
It’s a lesson I refused to learn
Till a fire broke out and the wheel turned,
Home is anywhere you’re not afraid.
It seems like time disappears in the face of a bright blue sky.
It seems like time disappears in the face of a bright blue sky.
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6. |
Yorkshire Street
03:38
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Yorkshire Street
You make me think about the old days,
Colours all over the walls,
And a pen under the pillow
Waiting for the pennies to fall.
There’s a tree under the doorway,
A piece of paper on the light,
Under which I am a woman
Living in the middle of the night,
Until I find myself weaken
For the time I saw you neatly,
With your fingertips open,
Rearrange my hair, oh.
If I’d known I’d be nostalgic
I would’ve listened to your heartbeat
With a little more attention,
I would’ve known you were mine.
Now all I have is hindsight,
And a mirror from the door.
I would’ve noticed the occasion,
I would’ve given you more,
Until I find myself weaken
For the time I saw you neatly,
With your fingertips open,
Rearrange my hair, oh.
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7. |
Rich Man (Live 2018)
04:09
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Rich Man
Wait and see,
You will be
One more page that they will turn
For their history.
But not me, boy.
My unseen voice
Is hidden in the hills
Like a trickle on the open sea.
No more than a shadow on the mainland.
An inconvenient free mind.
I have no pennies to my name
Cos I wouldn't play those games of a rich man.
I have no pennies to my name
Cos I wouldn't play those games of a rich man.
The one thing
I do see
Is an army of strangers
In the same boat as me.
And I know now
If they rose out
Of clinging to the hole fillers
bought in their hour of need.
You would be swimming in the quicksand,
And I would be living in a free land.
I have no pennies to my name
Cos I wouldn't play those games of a rich man.
I have no pennies to my name
Cos I wouldn't play those games of a rich man.
Back to the real world
Where we all know
To drive on the left of the lines
In the middle of the road
On your way down
Can you make out
The ghost of a gold digger
Tied to a river of stone.
I gave those dreams to a tin man
And I took my life in my own hands
I have no pennies to my name
Cos I wouldn't play those games of a rich man.
I have no pennies to my name
Cos I wouldn't play those games of a rich man.
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8. |
Anything Other
03:34
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Anything Other
Waking up to the city
Weighted down by a plough
I can see that you miss me
Taken in by a sound
There is no confusion
There is only doubt
I can see that you're wearing all your wishes
Inside out
Would you give me a hearing?
Would you give me a thought?
Are you listening to people?
All they do is talk
I am an illusion
I follow the rules
And burn out the candle
For a pair of new black shoes.
Speak to Kristeva
She says I am alive
Somewhere beyond the endless words
On the other side
CHORUS
Would you wait to consider
Anything other than time,
Anything other than
I don't care about anything other than mine?
CHORUS
CHORUS 2
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Rose Greenwood Glasgow, UK
After recording 3 EPs and 1 album, touring the festival scene with her band The Broux, and performing for various radio
stations across the country, including BBC Radio Lancashire, Manchester, and AllFM, Rose has returned to her acoustic roots. Her new album, 'The Secret Irwell', was released in Feb 2020.
"Superb lyrics." Michelle Hussey, BBC Radio Manc
"Just beautiful." Vicky Richardson, All FM
... more
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