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Sea on Sand
03:34
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Lying on the ground
Looking at the clouds
They’re forming shapes
Suggesting other places
And other times
Filter through my mind
I’m selecting the ones I wish I could rewind
Now I’m standing up
Straightening up my cuffs
And realizing
It’s all enough
If my experience bent my wings
Still I clamber my way down these avenues of kings
Take a second look at the sky
Got no need to question why
I ended up right here
Bide my time ’til I feel the light
Of the next year
And they’re gonna keep on coming
Like the ocean waves
Pounding the shore
Sea on sand
Green on grey
Walking ‘round the town
With my eyes on the ground
Following cracks and lines
it’s taking me back
Some are there by design
Others formed by time
But the deepest ones have the two intertwined
Doesn’t seem so tough
When I’m in my cups
And realizing
It’s all enough
If my experience bent my wings
Still I shamble my way down these avenues of queens
Take a second look at the sky
Got no need to question why
I ended up right here
Bide my time ’til I feel the light
Of the next year
And they’re gonna keep on coming
Like the ocean waves
Pounding the shore
Sea on sand
Green on grey
Pounding the shore
Sea on sand
Green on grey
Pounding the shore
Sea on sand
Green on grey
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2. |
Melodie Robin
04:00
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Melodie Robin says
She feels she's at her best after creation
Of little sweets and drawings
Saw her pictures on the wall
She knows intuitively when they're ready
"'Cause if they couldn't be right by now
They won't be right anyhow"
And from her high window
She wonders what will happen
In the beautiful world below.
You've got your colors changing, don't you?
And individuality's fortune
You know your leather jacket's sitting right
In the moonlight
You're waiting on a shooting star
Dream a dream of newness next year
Fields of lilac, tulip and king's spear
And all the colors keep you feeling bright
You're in the moonlight
Hoping for a shooting star
Your life's a mystery
But like a tree
Over time all the branches grow.
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Companion to the Year
03:31
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Say what you will
But you don't believe me anyway
I know we could go away from here
But I can't see
And you said you did nothing wrong
Said you just can't believe it's not me
Say we can go away from here
It's not clear
I know what you'll say
That it's not your way anyway
And you said you did nothing at all
Said you just can't believe that it's not me
Yeah you said you did nothing at all
Said you just can't believe
that's it's not for real anymore
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4. |
Fields of Fading Green
04:15
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It’s the time of year
where the need to get away
hits a higher gear
Need scenery
drove a thousand miles and still my windscreen’s clean
it’s a mystery
And when we do arrive
Feels like winter wine is warming on the hob
We’ll stay inside for the night
cuz that winter wine is warming,
winter wine is warming on the hob
Through fields of fading green
remember, walk right in between
the river and the old mine
Wheels rolling through the breeze
crushing the fallen leaves beneath
They’ve not fallen for the first time,
nor the last time
Rising out of bed
See the strap-leaf willow
And the soft-leaf sedge
Rising sun still red
This scenery
inspired a thousand poems
and a thousand scenes
on cinema screens
And since we have all night,
drink the winter wine that’s warming on the hob
We’ll stay inside for the night
cuz that winter wine is warming
winter wine is warming on the hob
Repeat chorus
We realize our time is running by
interrupt the day to think about tomorrow night
and heading back to our own daily life
Hoping that this place will live through
our attempts to change it
Through fields of fading green,
remember to walk right in between
the river and the old mine
Believe this sylvan scene
And let it breathe into your dreams
Then it won’t have to be the last time
Not the last time
Not the last time
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Where did it come from, I don’t know
But it’s testing out my sanity
I’m in a boat that I just can’t row
And I just can’t see how I’m taking 5 and 6 degrees
Out of my philosophies
And I’m stuck on this repeat
And I’m on my knees
Wishing I could stand up like the Sycamore trees
Of my memories
I found a nest in the overgrowth
of a garden near a stand of trees
now I need to find my way home
but I still can’t see how I’m taking 5 and 6 degrees
Out of my philosophies
And I’m stuck on this repeat,
And I’m on my knees
Wishing I could stand up like the Sycamore trees
It’s a dark energy, running through my mind
my soul and my body
These kids don’t want to go to sleep
There’s a black dog nipping at their feet
Spreading dark energy
Should be sailing seas or climbing trees
Working out geographies
Making things I’ve never seen
Not crawling on the street
Wishing I could stand up like the Sycamore trees
It’s a dark energy, running through my mind
my soul and my body
These kids don’t want to go to sleep
There’s a black dog nipping at their feet
Like a satellite spinning round with glee
Seems it’s always gonna be there circling me
Spreading dark energy
I found a nest in the overgrowth of a garden
at the edge of the meadow
and I swore I’d find my way out.
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Image on an Ancient Vase
03:32
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Spent my life trying to capture a scene
Searching for this beautiful tableau
Or set piece
Some shady porch on a late autumn afternoon
Girl by my side and drink in my hand
Guitar in my lap, good friends making me laugh
Is all I ever wanted
Just this beautiful scene
And I read somewhere, yeah I read somewhere
That beauty is truth and truth beauty
If I could just set the scene like an image on an ancient vase
Maybe I could cheat life
Yeah, If I could just set the scene like an image on an ancient vase
Maybe I could cheat life
And I tried…
But why’s my girl now sour
Drink turned bitter
Song’s unfinished
And friends moved on
Well I know why
I figured out why
Because beauty’s not truth, truth not beauty
That’s a lie.
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7. |
Asphodel Meadows
10:26
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The Ashenden Papers Concord, California
Jason Dezember's (plastic shoelaces, nar, bagpipe operation, ski instructors) project of bedroom tunes, featuring musical contributions from various friends.
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