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She breaks her silence
He looks at the clock again
Her words are sharper weapons today
He believes them
But still he says
"I've got a serenade for you"
Why does he say
"I've got a serenade for you"?
Ooh...
It's time to exit
Ooh...
It's my time to exist
Ooh...
Y'know I'm gonna leave you
You'll be the fall of Troy
She mocks
but she puts the warriors away
and fails to talk
of the talks that failed
And still he says
"I've got a serenade for you"
Ooh...
It's time to exit
Ooh...
It's my time to exist
Ooh...
Y'know I'm gonna leave you
You'll be the fall of Troy...
Now he says
"Where's the serenade to me?
Where's the serenade to me?
Where's the serenade to me?"
It's time
It's my time to exist
Y'know I'm gonna leave you
You'll be the fall of troy
You'll be the fall of troy
You'll be, you'll be (yeah)
You'll be the fall of troy
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2. |
The Journey
03:29
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Moving through the Valley
Racing against the sun
We were racing against the stars
in a race we'd already won
Seen a prayer on a high hill
That knew not of Rome
We were halfway to nowhere
but halfway to home
Thankyou for forgetting me,
My world, my world
Thankyou for letting me forget my world
My world
Seven crossed the great plains
Where once there were nine,
But nine stood before the giants
That withstood the test of time
And we rose against the winter
And we fell against the cold
In a land where old men are young
and young men are old
Thankyou for forgetting me,
My world, my world
Thankyou for letting me forget my world
My world
We were lead below the silk road
Where our feet learned the trail
With heads that held the mountains
And eyes that told the tale
Eyes that watch the demons
and golden bowls that sing
White scarves to bid a friend farewell
and blessings in red string
Thankyou for forgetting me,
My world, my world
Thankyou for letting me forget my world
My world
I've been a hundred miles or so
across the vast terrain
Six wanderers from Australia
to Everest and back again.
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If you can lend me some colours, we can mix
And make the world with red, yellow and blue,
Red, yellow and blue...
Please feel free to sell my kidneys
To pay the rent, to pay the rent
‘Cause I’ve got that razor sharp intuition that one
One cent could last a century
They can follow their stupid, their stupid commonsense
We’ll be eight feet tall
If you can write the words, I’ll sing them in my hands and
Blow them away like seeds, seeds in a breeze
And if you can lend me some colours, we can mix
And make the world with red, yellow and blue,
Red, yellow and blue...
She, she said you’re not afraid of me
And I, I’m not afraid of you
I don’t, I don’t enjoy your solitude
Cause we are two and we are good together
They can follow their stupid, their stupid commonsense
We’ll be eight feet tall
If you can write the words, I’ll sing them in my hands and
Blow them away like seeds, seeds in a breeze
And if you can lend me some colours, we can mix
And make the world with red, yellow and blue,
Red, yellow and blue...
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4. |
Jeremy and Stephanie
02:56
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Jeremy likes Stephanie
He likes where she wants to be
and he likes that she hopes to be somewhere
He likes where she's going
But it's not where he's living
No other girl can compare
So Stephanie likes Jeremy
She likes him to be
at least six feet away
She likes where she's going
but it's not where he's living
She just doesn't like him that way
She just doesn't like him that way
But he doesn't mind
He says "I'm gonna change this
and one day she's see who I am
I know she's unkind
but she'll fall in love with me
One day she'll see who I am"
So Jeremy bought flowers
and wrote her a note
and he told her that she was the one
She got it and read it
and said it was nice
but it was over before it'd begun
It was over before it'd begun
But he doesn't mind
He says "I'm gonna change this
and one day she's see who I am
I know she's unkind
but she'll fall in love with me
One day she'll see who I am"
So Jeremy likes Stephanie
but she thought quite differently
or so she thought until one day
One day, she found out
he was in a rock and roll band...
now she can't stay away
now she can't stay away
But he doesn't mind
He says "I was gonna change this
and now she can see who I am
I know she was unkind
but she fell in love with me
Now she can see who I am"
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The Crusader
04:05
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Listen! Did you let the crusader in?
He’s laughing out loud and he’s clinking his tin.
His feet on the table and his legs in the air
He laughs and he spits and he screams and he sings everywhere
He says
Don’t refuse yourself
Don’t forget to love don’t forget to begin
The crusader whittles and little by little he looks at me
I lower my head and raise my voice in mutiny
He says “do you think that life’s too loud
To be in a crowd alone, or alone in a crowd?”
He says
Don’t refuse yourself
Don’t forget to love don’t forget to begin
Don’t refuse to grow (y’know)
Don’t be afraid to earn the lines on your skin
Don’t refuse yourself
Don’t forget to love don’t forget to begin
Don’t refuse to grow (y’know)
Don’t be afraid to earn the lines on your skin
Don’t refuse yourself
Don’t forget to love don’t forget to begin
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6. |
In Your Blood
03:19
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Give me a reason not to touch your hair
This is one of the happiest moments of living
I want to be there, I want to be a millionare
I want to be there, laughing and loving and giving
It's in your blood, y'know you can't get it out
But don't let it lie
If you let it out and fill you throughout, you'll see
Everything is beautiful
We've got a monthly mantra we love to say:
"How can I ever grow into my skin?"
You say "I'm just a sandgrain",
but you're a sandgrain in retrograde
and we might be small
but we're gonna win
It's in your blood, y'know you can't get it out
But don't let it lie
If you let it out and fill you throughout, you'll see
Everything is beautiful again...
Think you've got the feeling?
Then you just don't have the feeling enough
But if you reach your hands to the ceiling
and feel yourself free wheeling inside
and realise that although you're only one in six billion,
you're really ONE in six billion
and if you let yourself smile and let it flow around
and let yourself out but don't let yourself down
then you'll know...
It's in your blood
It's in your blood
It's in your blood, y'know you can't get it out
But don't let it lie
If you let it out and fill you throughout, you'll see
Everything is beautiful
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A soft glow of candles
Pink champagne and chandaliers
The light waltzes away
across your face, dances salt from your tears
Grace and defiance of silence and melody
Speak and it sings in my ear future memories, yeah...
Open your lungs and breathe,
We'll make a bedtime story for three
and make it warm and sweet
We'll build an empire, you and me.
So let's play a game:
we'll be two pawns that fight on and live through the years
and we'll charge them away
like neon knights or cavaliers
You are all sugar and spice, but so bittersweet
Speak and it sings in my ear graceful harmony, yeah...
Open your lungs and breathe,
We'll make a bedtime story for three
and make it warm and sweet
We'll build an empire.
You are more special than a pink or blue elephant
or any other coloured animal, you're my favourite mammal
You are more special than a pink or blue elephant
or any other coloured animal, you're my favourite mammal
You are more beautiful, I swear you're more beautiful
than any other coloured animal, you're my favourite mammal
You are more beautiful, I swear you're more beautiful
than any other coloured animal, you're my favourite!
Open your lungs and breathe,
We'll make a bedtime story for three
and make it warm and sweet
We'll build an empire, you and me.
You and me, we'll build an empire,
I know we'll build an empire.
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8. |
Like London
04:17
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It's a cold winter morning
Fog patient at the window
Waiting, won't fit inside
Old Grandpa of a gum
You understand things like I never could
You can wait to decide
They say it's like London y'know
It's not so cold, but in my head I don't think so
They say it's like London y'know
It was never me and
I love the smell when it rains
but I don't commit to sides
and you say if you don't know then
why don't you breathe it?
I can't wait to decide
They say it's like London y'know
It's not so cold, but in my head I don't think so
They say it's like London y'know
(Doos)
They say it's like London
They say it's like London y'know
It's not so cold, but in my head I don't think so
They say it's like London y'know
y'know it's not so cold
but it's not so cold
ah...
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9. |
Deadringer
04:41
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I think you try to justify to yourself
Why you tie and bind us to the Earth
If you find us here with our heads in our hands
and behind us where our shadows might stand
is where you always thought that you should be
Though you wish me well
and shut me up and shut me down
You make everything alright
No, you'll never tell
But shut me in and shut me out
Deadringer, deadringer
Don't obey, don't lay your hands down too soon
You could waste away until the end
If you mind your heart and protect your soul
you'll find a part that never was whole
The more you push it, the more you'll stall yourself
Though you wish me well
and shut me up and shut me down
You make everything alright
No, you'll never tell
But shut me in and shut me out
Deadringer, deadringer
Oh, I think you try to justify to yourself
Why you tie and bind us to the earth
Oh if you mind your heart and protect your soul
You'll find a part that never was whole
The more you push it, the more you'll stall yourself
Though you wish me well
and shut me up and shut me down
You make everything alright
No, you'll never tell
But shut me in and shut me out
Deadringer, deadringer
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10. |
Mr Idealist Man
04:53
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Hey there,
you’re hereby invited to
come along, over and under and through
We’ll play our judgement day
garden party.
We’ll sip tea in our bowler hats
‘til the sky gets grey.
Please bring ragdolls and something profound
and we’ll mix and mash them into the ground.
We’ll have our checklists
and pitchforks in our hands
and hold our flames
and scream to the clouds:
“Mr Idealist Man! Mr Idealist Man!
Climb to the clouds while you can,
but don’t let him down.”
When it’s all gone
and you’ve expired,
you’ll be one of us;
you’ll be...
Mr Idealist Man! Mr Idealist Man!
Climb to the clouds while you can,
but don’t let him down.
Don’t let him down.
Don’t let him down
Don’t let him down
Don’t let him down
Don’t let him down
Don’t let him down
Don’t let him down
It’s from nine to five today
And I just wanted to say,
I just wanted to say:
“Don’t let him down”.
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11. |
Goodbye, White One
02:14
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Goodbye, white one.
We're going to write poetry where the sun
meets the sea.
So goodbye for a while.
I hope you sing your rhapsody
and make them smile in synchrony
and I hope that if you choose to fly,
it's like a waltz upon the sky,
then you'll return to me.
Goodbye, where're you going?
I heard you left on your oddysey;
you're flowing through the galaxy somewhere.
They say that when you flew,
it was like a dance
we never knew was in you.
Oh, I'm sorry that we went away.
I think you thought it was for good.
Don't you worry, now we're here to stay
and now we're waiting
and I wish you only could.
Goodbye, my old friend.
I know that it's your destiny
to ascend towards the canopy,
but I hope you'll give me one more chance.
I hope you'll dance just one more time for me,
one more time for me.
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