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Sideways
02:56
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Sideways
Hearing shots again
What can be done?
Sometimes it feels
like there is no room for reason.
In the days of punk
'79
Wine and dine, all seemed fine
but times were changing
Sideways down the slope
Sliding into the rope
They pawned the truth out
and bartered the facts
These moodswings hit me sideways
no happy ending these days.
Cover my back, wipe the tracks
It seems wise,
not to blow
this disguise yet
Sideways down the slope
Sliding into the rope
You cancel me
I cancel you
what we're gonna do now?
try to get out somehow
Fingers crossed
hope for the best
but prepare for the worst
in these present troubled times
Scattershots matter not
Sideways down the slope
Sliding into the rope
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2. |
The Tide’s Ahead of Time
03:46
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The tide's ahead of time
The silver sun is rising and rising
Signs of winter coming
Snow on the hills
She leaves for the harbour
To scan the endless line of waves
As cars float down to the seaside road
a fog is rising
over Lady Bridge street
The chance of a meeting
is very small
but if you come to the light house
I'll wait for you
if you wait for me
Oh my compass
show a homeward sign
no star's a-shining
the tide's ahead of time
I think it's all coming back
And I know yes I know
you're gonna remind me of the promisses
that we were meant to keep.
Fly in time, is an innocent line
If you really must leave
don't hesitate
but whatever you do
don't close the gate.
There always will be
a window of opportunity
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3. |
Tectonics
05:18
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Tectonics
Is this desire
truly reason free?
or only entertainment
what is left of you and me?
is this longing
really part of love?
what if this mutual gaze
has been a never-ending chase?
I know I dream you
Gotta keep moving
Shift the tectonics
Cause I don't want to
Become a target
Rain starts falling
From the cliff to the beaches,
Reaches the shoreline
in endless erosion.
The lighthouse is guiding
A ship to the harbour
It's getting harder
to come across
Gotta keep breathing
Get off this Titanic
Captain, oh captain!
Your radar is dying
just when we need some
signal to guide us
Away from the currents
On these foam crested seaways
The flood comes from two sides,
Making it harder
to come across.
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