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What Can Be Read?
03:11
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What Can Be Read?
What can be read in a single tear,
a dot in time, a spot of blood?
What can be read…?
What can be read…?
Keep the head down,
the earth is a friend.
Probably the only one in the end.
Hands to the head
when the bombs shake the ground.
Sensibly hiding, jump at every sound.
A streak down the face
from a single tear.
Realisation, curled up in fear.
Look for a way
out of this rot.
Time brings on the madness in this bloody spot.
What can be read in a single tear,
a dot in time, a spot of blood?
What can be read…?
What can be read…?
Have to get away
for the throat is tight.
Need to make a stand and face the light.
Rise with the sun,
everyone is there.
Penetrating faces that stonily stare.
Despite the covered eyes
a single tear comes.
Doesn’t even dry by the time of the guns.
A volley rings out,
the bloody spot grows.
Time is all done but for the spreading rose.
Much can be read in a single tear,
a dot in time, a spot of blood.
Much can be read…
Much can be read…
Much can be read in a single tear,
a dot in time, a spot of blood.
Much can be read…
Much can be read…
Lay the head down
the earth is a friend.
Probably the only one in the end.
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2. |
Change?
03:03
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Change?
Living alone on the edge of town in a house none calls a home.
Kicking a stone on a grassless lawn, time seems to pass so slow.
What can you do?
What can you say?
Can’t change a thing!
Looking for a car to pass on by but nothing comes this far out.
And if it did, it’d be by mistake, you see this isn’t where it’s at.
What can you do?
What can you say?
Can’t change a thing!
There has to be a time - once at least - utilities man drops in.
Meter gets checked, there’s a price to pay for being within the grid.
What can you do?
What can you say?
Can’t change a thing!
But, is that all there is for us?
Surviving on the edge, turning to rust.
Waiting for a chance to break free
To move away from misery.
A thought comes up, niggles and nags.
People on the tv., perspective grabs.
All the crowded places, polluted and dying.
Better off out here, yeah, life’s divine.
Living alone on the edge of town in a house none calls a home.
Kicking a stone on a grassless lawn, time seems to pass so slow.
All can be done!
All can be said!
Won’t change a thing!
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3. |
I've Been Here Before
03:14
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I've Been Here Before
Looking outside, eyes bright and wide
taking my mind back to another time
I've been here before, I've seen it before…
Waiting at a gate, wanting to be late
don't want to mess around, stop feeling down
I've been here before, I've seen it before
I'm closing me eyes, don't see the signs, yeah.
I've been here before, I've seen it before
I'm closing my eyes, won't see the signs, yeah.
Scrambling through the trees, brambles and the weeds
break through to a road, everyone comes and goes
I've been here before, I've seen it before
I'm closing me eyes, can't see the signs, yeah.
I've been here before, I've seen it before
I'm closing my eyes, can't see the signs, yeah.
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4. |
Itch Turns To Scratch
04:08
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Itch Turns To Scratch
Tired of the drag, always feeling put down.
Wonder if there’s any want to hang around?
Have to find a way, have to let it all go.
Scared of what’s coming but… need to know.
Yeah, moving on - I’m thinking of…
Want to breathe but stinking of
stalemate and stale air
holds me back without care.
Has to change…
But, who is there to help?
What’s stopping me, myself?
Looking for a path but it’s never that clear.
Don’t know where it starts or even if it’s here.
Need to find a map, yeah, a map of my mind.
It’s hard looking inwards when you’re blind inside.
Yeah, moving on - I’m thinking of…
Want to breathe but stinking of
stalemate and stale air
holds me back without care.
Has to change…
But, who is there to help?
What’s stopping me, myself?
Sweep it away if I’m sleeping all day.
Night time comes but I’m far from awake.
A thought comes through and itch turns to scratch.
A spark turns to flame at the strike of a match.
Yeah, moving on, I have a plan.
Start to breathe and take a stand.
Path is blurred but it’s ahead.
Step by step, I’m getting there.
See the change…
And still I need some help.
Forgiving me, myself.
Moving on, forget the past.
Flowing by, it’s all so fast.
On the path choices appear.
Forget the pain, forget the fear.
And let me change…
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5. |
Does A Bird Have Wings?
04:05
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Does A Bird Have Wings?
It's there, it's all there for you
I care, but I don't care for you
when you say those things.
You see, I can see through you
It's me, is it not me and you
Does a bird have wings?
See me fly towards your cry, I sigh
Overtime I make the climb, I try
Try to find, I'm not so blind, it's I
who is wrong.
And you, I can see you are free
It's true, could you be true to me
when you say those things?
I feel, can you feel the strain
It's real, it's surreal - the pain
Does a bird have wings?
See me fly towards your cry, I sigh
Overtime I make the climb, I try
Try to find, I'm not so blind, it's I
who is wrong.
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6. |
Epitaph
04:05
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Epitaph
I can hear music…
sound in my head
sound of the earth
sound in my head.
I can see music…
float in the air
float on the earth
floating my heart.
I can feel music…
move in the air
moving the earth
moving my soul.
Can you get it, too?
Get you in the mood?
Make you feel all right.
Make you come alive.
Even when it's sad
and emotions rise.
Make you feel all right
and you know you're alive…
know you're alive…
alive.
For I know music…
fulfils my life
soothes any pain
and takes me away.
Take me away…
Take me away…
Take me away…
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7. |
When You Walk
02:54
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When You Walk
When you walk, you walk to me
then you talk, ‘cos talk is free.
And you say just let it be…
let it be.
Every breath, every breath you take
Talk of death keeps you awake.
And you say just take a break…
take a break.
Not a word, not a word could sound.
Have you heard? The knot’s unbound
and you say what comes around…
comes around.
As for me, I have no fear.
You’ll see, I’m staying here.
Here I am, I’m in control…
in control.
Not a hope, not a hope to change.
I can cope, I have the range.
All on me, it is my life…
it’s my life.
When you walk, you walk to me
then you talk, ‘cos talk is free.
And you say just let it be…
let it be.
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8. |
Exposï - Side Two part 1
07:16
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9. |
Develö - Side Two part 2
10:20
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10. |
Recapï - Side Two part 3
06:00
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