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Hello old friend
03:29
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Hello old friend
Feels like coming home
Hello old friend
Like stepping in out of the rain
Hello old friend
You were there for me when I needed you
Soothed my heart and took away my pain
Gave me a reason to live and a purpose once again
You were there for me, my friend
Hello old friend
You gave me wings to fly
Hello old friend
Then you took away the sky
Hello old friend
You were there for me when I needed you
Soothed my heart and took away my pain
Gave me a reason to live and a purpose once again
You were there for me, my friend
Hello old friend
Feels like coming home
Hello old friend
Like stepping in out of the rain
Hello old friend
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2. |
One more round
05:44
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The TV is blaring out God knows what
It’s all just colours and shapes to me
Static on the radio seems to make more sense
Hisses and crackles but it seems to be free
It’s something to do, chain-smoking through the haze
Hacking away, but light up the same
Another shot of whiskey from a paper cup
Memories fail, but the feelings remain
Pass the bottle across – one more round
The cylinder spins and the bullet goes round
Pick up the gun, the future’s unknown and can wait
No-one lives forever - we’re all on death row
This game it just gives control back to my fate
The chamber moves on – one more round
Hiding the fear, step into the ring
The dance begins, brutal but still full of grace
Knocked down in the first
Get back up and take a deep breath
Your opponent’s yourself, not the man that you face
Redemption awaits - one more round
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Living in the shadow of the shipyard
Stevie’s living day by day
The ships have left and the hours are gone
Gonna have to find another way
His family knows it’s a matter of time
Before he has to up and leave
He promises them that they’ll be all right
Just got to sit tight and believe
The steel and the rust
Faith and trust
He hugs them in turn while the bus waits on
Farewells by the side of the road
He smiles as he speaks to his eldest child
You’re the man of the house now son
The road and the dust
Faith and trust
After fifteen long years of letters
He always imagined her smile
As the paycheck arrives and the bills are paid
This love isn’t weakened by the miles
He sends them tickets to join him at last
The paper is marked by tears
Time changes people, but they stay the same
A family after all these years
The steel and the rust
Faith and trust
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Siren's call
04:55
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The siren’s call
Sweet and sad
A windless calm
The salt taste of the sea
You’re my journey’s end
Ocean muse
Lighthouse to my soul
o' these earthy chains
It was never about the singer
I was drawn by the song
I’ll die a happy man
If I never escape these bonds
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Hurt
03:37
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I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
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I’ve had enough
walking out that door
I’ve had enough
Ain’t gonna work for you no more
Ain’t no compromise
Work our fingers right down to the bone
We’re dropping like flies
There’s no more blood in the stone
I’m a highly-skilled professional man
And I can’t work in this here environment
When you take away the pride in my work
A craftsman becomes a labourer
And yes I’ve got a life outside of here
I work damn hard when I get home too
When I leave on time you sneer
But I work for my family, not you
Ain’t no compromise
Work our fingers right down to the bone
We’re dropping like flies
There’s no more blood in the stone
Apparently I’m an asset to the team
But to me that says it all
You think that you own me, but I don’t belong to you
I’m my own man, not at your beck and call
Ain’t no compromise
Work our fingers right down to the bone
We’re dropping like flies
There’s no more blood in the stone
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Plura
03:55
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Breaking a hole in the ice
Shielding my eyes from the sun
Suspended tween heaven and hell
Only thinking of what’s to come
Slipping into cold dark waters
Sun snuffed out like a lamp
The only sound is my breathing
The only view a dim beam of light
Never leave a friend behind
Never leave a friend behind
It’s the code
The tension begins to grow
I’ll soon be with you my friend
Riding back through the gates of hell
74 fathoms below
Slipping into cold dark waters
Sun snuffed out like a lamp
The only sound is my breathing
The only view a dim beam of light
Never leave a friend behind
Never leave a friend behind
It’s the code
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8. |
1946
04:17
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9. |
Indecision
03:39
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If I could, I’d come
And fall down at your feet
My voice tearing as I speak
Please don’t go away from here
Without me knowing why
You did what you did to yourself
To me
Could it be that you just need a friend
Could I be the help in the end?
I make my choice
Feet rooted in place
Afraid to go
But scared as hell to stay
Please don’t go away from here
Before I make my stand
Is it a choice if I’m frozen in place?
Or just fate?
You can do anything you want
If you’re willing to pay the price
But think it through
Before you roll the dice
The rules you make
Come from your deepest past
Just one mistake
Was never meant to last
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10. |
Crith Gablach
03:09
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Cia annsom fidbeime fiachaib bacth?
Briugid caille, coll eidnech
Dire ndaro
bunbeim beithe
baegal fernae
fube sailech
dluind airriu aithgein
anog sciath
sceo draigin
dringid co fedo forball
forball ratho
raited aine
acht a ndilse do flaithib
Ni bie fidnemid
fiachaib secht n-airech
ara teora bu
inna bunbeim bis
Dire ndaro
Translation:
What are the most oppressive cases of tree-cutting
for which fools are fined?
The hospitallers of the forest
the ivied hazel
The penalty for the oak
the trunk-cutting of the birch
the peril of the alder
the undermining of the willow
declare restitution for them
the maiming of the hawthorn
and of the blackthorn
its restitution extends to the undergrowth of the wood
the undergrowth of fern
of bog-myrtle, of reeds
save that these are free to lords
You shall not cut a sacred tree and
escape with fines for the seven noble trees
on account of the fine of three cows
that is fixed for cutting its stem.
The penalty for the oak
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11. |
Last grand piano in Gaza
03:13
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Standing strong amidst the rubble
A miracle, surviving unscathed
On the cracked marble, dusty but mostly intact
Forgotten alone on the stage
A tangle of cables, twisted metal and broken lamps
Hang down like spilled entrails.
Scarlet seats, torn and littered with crumbled plasterboard
But a treasure remains
It might not build a house
It can’t bring loved ones back
But 10 days can give you hope
With music’s rebellion
I won’t be defined
As just a survivor
Restored and renewed, though often in darkness
A splash of colour in a black and grey land
A new generation begins to learn to play
Hidden away from the eyes of God
It might not build a house
It can’t bring loved ones back
But 10 days can give you hope
With music’s rebellion
I won’t be defined
As just a survivor
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I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you
I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
No one alerted you
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
Look at you all
Still my guitar gently weeps
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13. |
Zikara's lament
06:17
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