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Bring Out Your Dead
05:07
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How many times can I ask the same question?
Oh love, so many, love
I’m howling outside, praying hard for a connection
And for love, oh love
Turning and returning to the last light burning out for love, oh love
Is it a craze, an illusion, an obsession?
Or is it love, oh love?
There’s a world outside your head
You better come on out, you better bring out your dead
There’s a world outside your skin
You better come on out, or else I’m coming in
Come on, let’s start again
Ribbons of white, spooling out of every door and every window
And they’re coming out for love, oh love
Trickles of light pooling everywhere the water finds the outflow
And they’re coming out, coming out for love, oh love
Turning and returning to the last light burning out for love, oh for love
Is it a flame, a delusion, an inferno?
Or is it love, oh love?
There’s a world outside your head
You better come on out, you better bring out your dead
There’s a world outside your skin
You better come on out, or else I’m coming in
There’s a world outside your head
You better come on out, you better bring out your dead
There’s a world outside your skin
You better come on out, or else I’m coming in
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You change under observation
Like the Copenhagen interpretation
You’re the iodine and you’re the radiation
Who are you today?
I can’t see beyond the curtain
And your principles remain uncertain
Yesterday you were the path and the diversion
Who are you today?
Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter
You run reds at every junction
You’re the x, you’re the y, you’re the dysfunction
You’re the conversation, you’re the interruption
Who are you today?
You change energy to matter
The soundwave, the glass about to shatter
Yesterday you were the snake, you were the ladder
Who are you today?
Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter
Doesn’t matter
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There’s a bullfinch in the terminal
On the wrong side of the glass
I take my shoes off at security
And I half-hope I don’t get past
‘Cause I’ve been trying to get some distance
Between your world and mine
And it’s a path of some resistance
I’m not free just because I’m flying
And I swore when I left you last time
It was the last time I’d ever leave
If I soared right out of the atmosphere
You’d still have a hold on me
I board when they call the number
‘Cause I know where I need to be
If I change my mind I can always find you
Left of the devil, right of the deep blue sea
Right of the deep blue sea
If I ever (there’s a bird in the terminal) take the low road (and he’s never getting out of here)
WI know I’ll meet you there
And you’re gonna pull me
(I’m gonna make it the airport again)
Into the bathroom
(There’s the guys at security)
And we’ll trade that diamond stare
So, I check my pockets
(Gonna get a little distance)
For any evidence
(Gotta get away from company)
I want to leave without a trace
And the destination?
(I’m feeling the resistance)
It hardly matters
(Anywhere I ever run to)
I’m gonna find you in every place
And I swore when I left you last time
It was the last time I’d ever leave
If I soared right out of the atmosphere
You’d still have a hold on me
I board when they call the number
‘Cause I know where I need to be
If I change my mind I can always find you
Left of the devil, right of the deep blue sea
Right of the deep blue sea
And I swore when I left you last time
It was the last time I’d ever leave
If I soared right out of here
You’d still have a hold on me
I board when they call the number
‘Cause I know where I need to be
If I change my mind I can always find you
Left of the devil, right of the deep blue sea
Right of the deep blue sea
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Dearly
04:25
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The lost years are yellow
Lens flares and wicker
Postcards of dancers in Spain
Sand in the bathroom
Warm terracotta
No recollection of rain
Do I misremember
A corduroy sofa
As brown as the moles on your arm?
Sunburnt sienna
And oxidised copper
The colours discovered by harm
Dearly
Sincerely
Forgetfully yours
Dearly
Sincerely
Forgetfully yours
If I wrote a letter
Addressed to the future
I’d leave out our troubles and tears
I’d blanch it in sunlight
And love’s anaesthetic
And leave it to weather with years
The road out of chaos
Is there and then it isn’t
And clarity sharpens and blurs
I want to believe it
I really want to believe it
The story that memory prefers
Dearly
Sincerely
Forgetfully yours
Dearly
Sincerely
Forgetfully yours
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I’m never gonna get you home
The sky’s like steel, baby you don’t even feel the cold
And I know I’m gonna feel the cold
My blood runs blue and it’s breaking up a heart of stone
You’re looking brand new to me
Your hair turned black in the drag of the bitter sea
My body’s got a lot to learn
I’m gonna drench my skin, take away the sin of the world
And maybe I can feel it
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria
December came dashing in
Ice-white stars, the slice of the winter wind
Made me feel ill-at-ease
Used-up songs, the wrong kind of memories
But I took it through the old routine
Stringing up lights, trying to keep it evergreen
‘Cause that’s the loving thing to do
I’m gonna stand in the sting of the sea
I’m gonna make it new
And then I’m gonna feel it
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, Gloria
I know I’m gonna feel it
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria
I know I wanna feel it, Gloria
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Crosses
03:49
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Oh, Your Lady of Grace on her motorcycle
Off the beaten track
Oh, Your Mhuire Gan Smal, little plaster idol
Bringing all believers back
All believers back
Ford these flowering stones, see the birthright for myself
Wreathed in rosary smoke, for protection, for my health
Sing that travelling song
And go back where I belong
In a wild direction
On the wrong side of the road
And I know how it began and where it ends
I can swerve around the wreckage on the bends
Slow down for the dark stretch where the river overflowed
And all the little crosses on the road
Sail past housing estates over chevrons like a drum
Shelters emptily wait for the traveller yet to come
It’s not like anything’s changed
It’s not like me to make strange
In a wild direction
On the wrong side of the road
And I know how it began and where it ends
I can swerve around the wreckage on the bends
Slow down for the dark stretch where the water overflowed
And all the little crosses on the road
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Trouble
03:39
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Trouble, trouble
You took your sweet time
Came to make trouble,
You’re gonna leave satisfied
It’s coming, it’s coming
Now give it a name
Something has to change
Trouble, trouble
Doesn’t rain but it pours
Don’t ask permission
Come and take it, it’s yours
It’s a struggle, it’s a struggle
Just holding your ground
Don’t turn your army around
(Don’t turn your army around)
And I never realised
How long you have suffered til now
(Don’t turn your army around)
And I never realised
How your patience and your poetry
Would bring it all down
Bring it all down
Trouble, trouble
Don’t waste this day
Stand in the sunlight
Get in the way
It’s a struggle, it’s a struggle
Thankless and slow
And doubt is the devil you know
Trouble, trouble
They don’t stand for you
The uniformed, the famous
When you’re naked and nameless
It’s a reckoning, beckoning
Now level the ground
Don’t turn your army around
(Don’t turn your army around)
And I never realised
How long you have suffered til now
(Don’t turn your army around)
And I never realised
How your patience and your poetry
Might bring it all down
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Queen of the Wasteland
04:21
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When I first set eyes on you
When I first set eyes on you
You put a seed in my fallow heart
You put a seed in and something grew
So, I had to make you mine
So, I had to make you mine
In the profane world or the divine
I had to have you or die trying
If I scale this chapel wall
If I scale this chapel wall
Will you be there for my wicked fall?
Will you be there for my wicked fall?
Will we run until we’re found?
Are we going to run until we’re found?
‘Cause if I get out of this holy town
They’re going to run me into the ground
Follow me, follow me, don’t ask why
Follow me, follow me, close your eyes
Follow me, follow me, don’t ask why
Have I lived my life in grace?
Have I lived my life in grace?
Or have I laid it all to waste?
Have I laid it all to waste?
Have I lived my life asleep?
Have I lived my life asleep?
Playing a midwife to chapel trees
When none of the apples are mine to keep
Follow me, follow me, don’t ask why
Follow me, follow me, close your eyes
Follow me, follow me, don’t ask why
Follow me, follow me, close your eyes
Follow me, don’t ask why
You know I’d lay down and die, you by my side
Queen of the wasteland, king of the wild
You know I’d lay down and die, you by my side
Queen of the wasteland, king of the wild
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9. |
A Chuid Den tSaol
02:48
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A chuid den tsaol
Gafa i do smaointe féin, i bhfad uaim, i gcéin
Caint gan bhrí
B’aoibheann liom mo ghlór a ardú,
lán de mo mhian
Seans gur bheag an toradh
B’fhéidir go bhfuil dul amú orm
Ach níl insint béil agam
I dteanga atá ídithe dom
Is fiú bhain triail
As rud atá i m’intinn i gcónaí a rá
A chuid den tsaol
Táim i bhfíorghrá leatsa, éist liom, a stór
(I am truly in love with you, listen to me, my treasure)
Seans gur bheag an toradh
B’fhéidir go bhfuil dul amú orm
Ach níl insint béil agam
I dteanga atá ídithe dom
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10. |
Leisureplex
04:11
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You tell me to meet you in the car park
That’s a thing that other people do
Leaning on the bike rack looks courageous
I’m able to shut up. Are you?
I brought a can of TK to look busy
I haven’t got a phone, they’re not a thing yet
It rolled under a car and might be fizzy
I haven’t had the nerve to pull the ring yet
Showing up in clothes you did your sports in
Pointing out some cars you’d like to drive
Telling me your parents should divorce
Except it’s not allowed, til 1995
Someone dropped a grapefruit on the tarmac
You press it with your shoe. Adidas patterns
It makes me feel like telling you a secret
But once upon a time nothing ever happened
Something’s headed uswards we can’t see
Because we always face the wrong way ‘round
You leave a trail of breadcrumbs out for me
And then I always take the long way round
The long way round
I need an invitation to a party
In a place where other people go
To misinterpret someone’s friendly gesture
And have something to say you don’t already know
Someone calls your nickname and I’m rattled
I don’t know which to use, I’ll stick with neither
I say I’m going home because I’m shattered
I’ll never get this right and you won’t either
Something’s headed uswards we can’t see
Because we always face the wrong way ‘round
You leave a trail of breadcrumbs out for me
And then I always take the long way round
The long way round
Thank you for the ankle chain from Argos
That’s a thing that other people do
I’ll wear it til I lose it at the pool
The summer after I’ll lose you
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I Draw Slow Dublin, Ireland
I Draw Slow has been consistently redefining acoustic roots music for over ten years. Formed in Dublin Ireland, the award winning five piece is led by siblings and songwriters Dave and Louise Holden. They have released four critically acclaimed albums. Their last album, Turn Your Face To The Sun, went to Number 1. Their new Album will be released in September ... more
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