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* among the yellow flowers - among the blue blooms - I heard Dives & Lazarus & oh, its mournful tune ...
* among the yellow flowers - among the blue bright blooms - I wept - I wept for dives - & I wept for Lazarus too .
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One Light Then
12:30
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* face down - with a glancing hand straying to the brow that runs deep & knotted harsh - there to collect in corners sharp .
* how you've changed from the times that we knew - no cross fire nor no lies seemed to mar our one light then - and now, it is tears that stain yr cheek - showing in each line of speech - forced out from the lips that look back ... & sever in .
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Dearsong
03:50
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* strew yr flowers - for tomorrow is somewhere now being born again ... to rise in this, its born again hour - to tantalise, to taunt .
* who can count just how many ways of interplay & form, that like a blade thrown abroad with never a care shall know this hour being born?
* so, don't sing me, sweetly singing all yr dear song of then - sing me, sing me softly yr dear song of now - don't sing me singing softly yr dear song of then - sing me back into the now .
* strew yr flowers, forget the killing thrust that empowers yr love of then so much - this, the coldest of thoughts - this, the coldest spurn - all this you must forsake - for who can count just how many ways of cruel doubt all yr fears may take - as, like beautiful desires they fill yr eyes - to overflow, then break ...
* no, don't sing me sweetly singing all yr dear song of then - sing me, sing me softly yr dearsong of now - don't sing me singing softly yr dearsong of then - sing me back into the now .
* strew your flowers, for tomorrow is .
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Staring
04:25
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* a light so low - driven like the snow upon the ground - empty now of tears running down - turning to a sneer ...
* laugh aloud - the only thing to do is to laugh out loud - to give a voice to tears pushed to ground - cutting all that's dear - yr forsaken - & you were taken & oh to think of that with every yearning sound - yr forsaken & you were taken & yr light's forsaken low - burned almost down to ground. * burn too low & you will disappear - where will you go - when yr not a friend to yrself? - oh never, ever do that ...
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Less Sky
04:01
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* i was but a word left sighing - i was but a lie - i was but a curse defying all the breath that held my life - i was like a lie so transparent - seeing no grace in me - i saw myself aflame, & so barren, & diminishing, guttering in disbelief - a cracked & a faded singing, music of something that should have been - caught up in dying echoings : the song of a sigh that is vanishing ...
* all the restless feeling, all the cry all that i'd deny : i was left to savour, to thrive upon all the days that i'd decry.
* all the day that i believed can't be just as a dream, a lie i bought & held fast to me? ... ah, not all those days that i believed?
* a cracked & a faded singing ... music of something that should have been - caught up in dying echoings : the song of a sigh that is vanishing : they sound, forlorn - in anger - at a dawn that dares to be born in light, piercing & sure .
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Sorrow Loves Yr Laughter
04:02
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* sorrow loves yr laughter - yr cracked, bitter laughter - sadness loves all of yr maze hidden ways - raining such incessant tears that posses you - struck by yr own hand, securing yr chains - binding a prisoner, holding a captive, caught for a victory yr quiet voice claims - yr kind witching soul guides yr life like a sleepwalker - the kindness of darkness consuming a flame.
* sorrow loves yr scorning, oh so angry & yearning - sadness loves all of yr surrendering pain - given to sourness & leaving estranged then all of the gladness from earlier days : such twisted reasoning, & all that remains then you'll let invade you, assuming yr shape - & yr kind witching soul binds yr life like a prisoner : the kindness of certainty that keeps you a slave .
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Lullay My Liking
02:40
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* i saw a maiden sit & then sing - she lullayed a little child, a sweet lauding - lullay, lullay my liking - lullay my liking .
* angels they sang & they said to the child - blessed be thee & so be she that is both meek & mild - lullay, lullay my liking - lullay my liking .
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Mysterious Traffic
04:51
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The Silkie (Child*113)
02:20
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* i am a man upon the land - i am a silkie in the sea - & when i am in my own country my dwelling place is in shule skerry - & it shall come to pass on a summer day - when the sun shines hard on every stone - i shall take my little son - & teach him for to swim in the foam - & you will marry a gunner good - & proud good gunner i'm sure he'll be - & he will go out on a may morning & he'll kill both my wee son & me .
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Lord Gregory
02:10
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* the rain beats my yellow hair & the dew wets me still - my baby's cold in my arms, lord gregory let me in - oh leave now these windows & likewise leave these halls, for its deep in the sea that you should hide yr downfall - lie down now my foolish son, lie down & sleep - it was only the servant girl lies drowned in the deep - i'll ride over mountains & valleys so wide - i will find the servant girl & lie by her side .
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The Lovely Wanton
04:23
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* the people by the road do not see me, precious bane, precious bane ... the smile upon upon yr face does not believe me, precious bane - step out into the living room - the room where i awake ... the watchers at the window do not see or believe me, precious bane, precious bane .
* ah lovely wanton, come from sleep to me : such drowsy heat is not a flame - ah lovely wanton, yr a straying breed - so come to me, my precious bane .
* nightmare still unseen - do not see me, precious bane, precious bane ... the tears upon yr cheek do not believe me, precious bane - step out of the living room, the room where i still wait - deep night undisturbed you do not see me, precious bane, my precious bane .
* the lovely wanton is not awake to me : a fiercened cold is biting in ... the lovely wanton - with such loyalty, such piercing cold : my precious bane .
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* i will give my love an apple ...
* i will give my love an apple - without ever a core ....
* i will give my love a house - without ever a door ...
* i will give my love a palace wherein she may be, that she may unlock it without ever a key ...
* i will give my love an apple ...
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Eyeless In Gaza UK
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