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When
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When
When first we felled the trees and felt the breeze begin to build
Build was all the world could do and new was all we knew
But we're older now than then we were and when becomes the word
For when we see and when we know and when will we be heard?
And in the end My only truth, my only friend
I know it's you that I will turn
Turn into and you and I will turn into
One beam of light, one bead of dew
One gasp of air, one grain of corn
Scattered there by the breeze
We pointed to the stars and started poking through the moon
We sang a song to feed the world and fasted to the tune
We took a stand to mobilise the anchormen to posts
And talked of how the less we moved the more would see the most
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Into The River
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Into The River
Into the river we all run steadily
Some running together and some running free
Surely coming together beneath the roots of trees
And falling into the flowers and drip, drip into the seas
So if you jump this puddle into
Fear not for it’s as shallow as you
We haven’t got a whole lotta weight to lose
We’re wafer thin we’re wafer thin but
Gathering steam by push or by spin
We’ll find the weight for the gatherin’
To give us some speed some motivation
For the carryin’ for the carryin, oh
Whether we hustle on bustle on through
Oh whether we sink, whether we swim
Whether we dilly and dally all day no
Where do we end? Where we begin
Whether we hustle on bustle on through oh
Weather is rain, weather is sun,
Whether we dilly and dally all day
No weather we run, weather we run oh
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Merry Go Round
03:38
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Merry Go Round
In time we read like open books
And in time we ripple with the little brooks
Lilly like a little brook, though shallow
Was always rippling
All these rules are making life hard
What we’re making of life is a mockery
I owe you some money its true
But we all owe the gods an apology
We’ll all be losing our tempers soon
Oh we’ll all be at loss for serenity
All these notes we juggle around
Are all of them imaginary-o
Imaginary circus of imaginary clowns
And imaginary wheels on the merry go round
Imaginary wheels on the merry go
All this time we’ve been building society
Building to buildings and getting to work on time
All this time we’ve been building society
Driving the roads and then drawing ourselves another line
Pound, pound, crumble let the dollar disintegrate
People in town bring your government down
Pound, pound, crumble let the dollar descend
‘Cos we’re drowning in interest, self interest
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Driftwood
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Driftwood
All lines are broken
Closing is the door
But the terminal is open
And the boats drift ashore
So feel the sand in your fingers
You will see the land no more
And listen to the bell ringers
As you never did before
And so you know
When you go
You won’t go clinging to driftwood
You’ll be carried proudly high
And lovingly will be lifted
As you so lifted I
Time for contemplating
Time forever more
Time can be complicated
So contemplate no more
And fear not the falling of boulders
As you down the mountain slide
And let loose the weight on your shoulders
When you reach the other side
You won’t go clinging to driftwood
You’ll be carried proudly high
And lovingly will be lifted
As you so lifted I
All lines are broken
Closing is the door
But the terminal’s still open
And the boats drift ashore
So dream of a place and we’ll get there
Come the morning by and by
You’ll be welcomed by a string quartet there
And the music never dies
You won’t go clinging to driftwood
You’ll be carried proudly high
And lovingly will be lifted
As you so lifted I
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The Number Song
03:20
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The Number Song
I can count from one to ten
Straight up and straight back down again
And all the world takes meaning from this
One and one was always fun and
Then we add another one
And that’s how the sequence starts to progress
We can add, subtract and multiply
But it’s dividing we seem to do the best
Imaginary lines dividing one by one
Leaving one big jigsaw puzzle mess
I’ve a number in my mind
I think about it all the time
It’s printed on an RFID chip
But though it is so close to me
And intimate I cannot see
The details of this mystery digit
But somewhere in some hideaway
Some angels watching over me
And so I don’t get lost along the way
To work to school to the swimming pool
So long as I don’t break the rules
I’ll peacefully live out the rest of my days
(Or so they say)
But working away, and working away
The world keeps thundering onwards
adding more stones to the walls
Though some say, someday they may takeaway
Some unforeseeable number
To the darkest place of all
And thinking away and thinking away
The world keeps puzzling onwards
Though the answer’s in us all
Until someday we all turn away from a world less truth than fiction
And we heed the gleaming call
And we heed the gleaming call
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The Lovers Ghost
03:13
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Lifeline
05:00
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Lifeline
Oh my days are numbered
Oh my words are all of my legacy so
I’ll blame my blunders
Each one and all share responsibility so
If you see somebody stealin’
Someones business someones feelin’
Don’t forget to throw a lifeline
Don’t be leavin’ no one behind
Oh my lord may wonder
Oh my Gods may spends some time wonderin’ so
I’ll make my makers
Meet me and I’ll find something to say to them so
How have you been sleepin’ lately
Have you not been goin’ crazy
Have you seen the world put to rights
Have you seen we’re losin’ daylight
Dear oh dear we’re fallin’
Fallin’ again for want of a better word
And word by word we’re talkin’
Talkin’ ourselves into some new predicament so
If you hear somebody talkin’
Down a road you know of walkin’
Won’t you set them on the right one?
Don’t be left misleadin’ no one
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Real Talk
04:47
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Real Talk
Please talk to me
I know it’s hard, I know
We’re not always here to listen
But I know you’re hearin’ me
Why so quiet?
Something you need to release?
Release your fears and feelings, feelings,
And I’ll know your feelin’ me
Biding time
While by while, by while
We’re only here for so long, so long
But you’re always here in me
So why are we whinin’, why are we whinin’
Why are we whinin’?
Why are we whinin’, why are we whinin’
Why are we whinin’?
Life can be hard to live through
Wounds can take time to heal
The truth is the truth can be painful, I know
So tell me which truth’s hurtin’ you
Please talk to me
I know it’s hard, I know
We’re not always here to listen
But you’re always here in me
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To Sorrow
03:48
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To Sorrow
(So long, so long, so long, so long)
To Sorrow, I bade good morrow
And thought to leave her far away behind
But Cheerly, Cheerly, she loves me dearly
And she is so constant to me and so kind
(So says I, ‘tis to be and here goes)
I would deceive her and so leave her
But she is so constant to me and so kind
(Time was, long and merry ago
So long, so long and merrily go)
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The Garden
03:28
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The Garden
Oh my garden, my temporary friend
I’ll love you always and to you I’ll tend
I don’t own you, I’ll show you I intend
To let you go and grow to your own end
I’ll share with you all I have ever known
But without you I should have never grown
So leave me here but don’t forget me
I won’t see out the year in the cold and the winter
Leave me here but don’t forget me
I only need your love sometimes and the sunshine
Oh my garden, my most exotic friend
I’ll love you though all life comes to an end
We are helpless and dying is a trend
But when you go I hope you’ll love again
So leave me here but don’t forget me
I won’t see out the year in the cold and the winter
Leave me here but don’t forget me
Just don’t forget to feed
Feed into me
Feed into me
Please feed into me
And keep me here on paper collect me
Just don’t forget to feed me sunshine
Oh leave me here but don’t forget me
Just don’t forget to feed me sunshine
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Flat as the Earth
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Flat as the Earth
If there were no distractions I’d write
I’d right all wrongs
If there were no restrictions we’d be
So free to move on
If there were no destruction we’d be holy
We’d be holy again
If there were no pollution we’d breathe
Easy my friend
Breathe easy my friends
Breathe easy
If there were no contortion I’d lie
I’d lie flat as the earth
When all things in proportion come round
Come round as the earth
If there were no contortion I’d lie
I’d lie flat as the earth
When all things in proportion come round
Come round as the earth
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AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race,
I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.
We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn
That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:
But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Mankind.
We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market Place,
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome.
With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch,
They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch;
They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings;
So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things.
When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace.
They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease.
But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "Stick to the Devil you know."
On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life
(Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife)
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "The Wages of Sin is Death."
In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;
But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "If you don't work you die."
Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true
That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more.
As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began.
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool's bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;
And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins,
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn,
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!
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Myles McCormack Belfast, UK
“Gossamer & quietly emphatic” - The Thin Air
“An effervescent tenure to unravel mysteries and turmoil” - Folk & Lore
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