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Falling For Grace Again
09:08
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I suppose that it’s hopeless, but I never got over your face
And each time I see you, I fall once again for your grace
Your eyes are blue oceans, so wise and so deep but so far
And if I can’t reach that ocean I’ll watch my dreams float by in a jar
Sitting with Buddha, I heard the New Morning’s light come true
Though my hands were held against me, I spent one of my better days with you
I’m sorry I was so awkward, so useless, so clumsy, so lame
But I wasn’t sleeping and nobody’s taught me this game
Now September’s light is gone and two years will carry on leaving me behind
To long for you to hold me and to let me be one with your mind
As I remember the warmth of the thought that you’d somehow be mine
Oh I want to be back there in the glow of your smile’s sunshine
I want to believe things could happen again with you
Stood up on my birthday, I couldn’t stand in the end
I fell down upon you before you walked away with our friend
I was climbing the ladder that leads up your long golden hair
But I slipped on the rungs and was left like a snowflake in air
Now the fire smolders on 'neath my skin like a velveteen shroud
And if I light this candle, well, I don’t think that I can put it out
Because the sound of your voice makes me realize what living is for
With a strong heart so gentle, you leave me trembling in awe
I want to believe things could happen again with you
I need to believe things could happen again with you
Now some girl she won’t call me, it doesn’t matter, I’d just let her slide
Because at the end of the day, I would rather have you by my side
But I know it’s all in vain and the best I can do is just sigh
I knew that I’d miss you, so why didn’t I kiss you goodbye?
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Tumbleweed
04:03
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This old train keeps on wandering
The coal smoke leaves tarnishes on the ring
I don’t care if the sun don’t shine
I might despair if you’re not mine
But I’ll watch this train go flickering down the line
I can’t see what’s coming 'round the bend
I left my head out in the rain again
And I won’t mind if you’re not here
To help me find my golden year
I’ll hold this ash when you finally disappear
I’ll wait a while
For weeping willows to smile
I know it’s alright in your eyes
But when you arrive, I’ll act surprised
Watch the steam train puff its way over the hill
This old weed keeps me tumbling
My eyes are heavy and I’m fumbling
Through the gate to your front door
I might be late, but can I have some more
Of the love you set aside for me to store?
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James' Theme
06:47
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It Wasn't Here Today
09:09
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One of these days
I’ll stop opening doors
And peering through windows
Where I see my reflection
Turn away from itself
This I promise again
Let’s just go to sleep now
And see what the sun brings
When it slips through my blinds
To dance on my ceiling
With shining steps
It wasn’t here today
But I don’t think I’ll sleep tonight
The clock’s not as fast as I first thought
But it still keeps on moving
O, why am I so afraid to smile?
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Dark End Of The Street
03:52
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I’m hiding from hunters
And covering my tracks
In the forest of fresh fallen snow
Far from the shadows
Of empty smokestacks
Where the angels of science fear to go
Now the factory stands broken
But moss coats the rust
Seeds land on concrete, but still grow
All is unspoken
But I’ve got you sussed
Show me the way, and I’ll go
Will this knot of highways
Like a ribbon unravel?
So I can finally let you know
Now the once mighty asphalt
Has gone back to gravel
I wish there was only one way to go
But roads must entwine
On the unharvested plain
I hope that the west wind still will blow
If I make you mine
And say goodbye to the pain
You know I could never let you go
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The sky was open when they took the athletes down
In the soft German hills so blue
And the village was rent with the guns’ echoing sound
Airplanes on fire in seventy-two
And with weighted hearts, they took the bodies home
While the policeman laughed in his tears
Slain by their brothers, in coffins and regal domes
Following the words of prophets and seers
When birds fly high
As eagles or doves
Put the pieces of the shield back together, my love
Two pillars of salt have been blown down in the wind
The city of silver weeps in flame
But where there is vengeance, there is nothing to rescind
The innocent always get the blame
There are those who point fingers at all the endless ends
Washing the blood all over our hands
While sorrowful spiders build walls around their friends
Making a rope out of broken strands
When birds fly high
As eagles or doves
Put the pieces of the shield back together, my love
Now please hold your feathers so delicately in hand
Dust off your pen and shuffle your papers
Before you head out to where the pavement turns to sand
Stand in the ruins of burning skyscrapers
And Ezra sits grinning with his hands on folded cards
With Jesse Jackson and Sinn Fein
Praising a cross of iron that stands on steel glass shards
The crescent moon cries on the plain
When birds fly high
As eagles or doves
Put the pieces of the shield back together, my love
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I felt so sorry when I left the bar
A bit too early, twice so far
You looked so happy by the bank machine
The prettiest girl that I’ve ever seen
A broken heart in an open hand
I’ll never make it to the promised land
Because you fell asleep and you looked so at peace
But I had to wake you when I reached for my keys
“No-one’s ever done this before!”
Declared the drunk poet as he reached for the door
“I bid good-night to the gentle dark
Eighteen straight whiskeys, when it hits, you’ll know the spark.”
Now the ground was moving like I felt I was drugged
The dishes toppled over when old Atlas shrugged
Singing your song at the top of my lungs
I couldn’t climb the ladder because I slipped on the rungs
Lady Macbeth got her tearful goodbye
I felt so low after feeling so high
Since you came along to twist ‘round by mind
When I unravel it all, you know that I’ll find
No-one’s ever done this before
Declared the drunk poet as he reached for the door
“I bid good-night to the gentle dark
Eighteen straight whiskeys, when it hits, you’ll know the spark.”
And now it’s over I think I can rest
It was kind of fun, I suppose, for a test
But I saw your friend the other night on the bus
The fool sitting next to her was making a fuss
The Duke Boys were talking about music and hair
And I sat beneath her smiling stare
When your wait is done, you know I’ll still be there
Bob Dylan once said I ain’t goin’ nowhere
“No-one’s ever done this before!”
Declared the drunk poet as he reached for the door
“I bid good-night to the gentle dark
Eighteen straight whiskeys, when it hits, you’ll know the spark.”
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Hymn From Addie
12:03
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Is it enough just to let it be? Is it enough just to let it be?
I’ve done my work, I’m coming in from the field
I’ve reaped my harvest, now please let me yield
I’m going away, please take care of your pa
He’ll need you strength ‘cause the road is so far
Away, away
Is it enough just to let it be? Is it enough just to let it be?
The corn still grows, the trees still fall
And the stars shall shine down upon you all
I want to sleep for ten thousand decades
Let your love come down as my body fades
Away, away
Is it enough just to let it be? Is it enough just to let it be?
Open your arms, I’m coming in from the cold
I’m leaving this town where streets are all sold
For a golden vase and a pocket of ash
I saw it all disappear in a golden flash
Away, away
Is it enough just to let it be? Is it enough just to let it be?
I’m a-letting go of the seeds I sow
Let the river flow ‘round the stones I throw
I’m a-letting go of the seeds I sow...
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All The Tired Horses
07:04
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OMNIMIC Merrickville Wolford, Ontario
Home recordings made under various names going back to the late 90s. Indie electronica and ramshackle psychedelia with a slightly literary bent.
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