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All my time feels wasted.
Wasted time my payment.
Payment made and taken.
I’m ragin’ full on.
From midnight til dawn.
I can’t find the sun.
I’m walking down the road that death built.
A cold hand smile, you greet me.
Flame eyes glow, beneath me.
Thunder rolls your breathing.
I’m ragin’ full on.
From midnight til dawn.
I can’t find the sun.
I’m running down the road that death built.
A face, a name, a nameplate.
A cold stone slab, a sealed fate.
A train, a line that won’t wait
I’m ragin’ full on.
From midnight til dawn.
I can’t find the sun.
I’m steaming down the road that death built.
A simple lie, a promise.
A promise born of wisdom.
A wisdom grown to free me.
Ragin’ full on.
From midnight til dawn.
I can’t find the sun.
I’m crawling from the road that death built.
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You're Melting My Heart
05:00
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You’re melting my heart
You’re melting my heart
Just give a smile
I’m here for a while
You’re melting my heart
You’re melting my heart
Just send me a line
Just hope you are fine
You’re bending my dreams
You’re bending my dreams
I know what it means
It’s not what it seems
You’re bending my dreams
You’re bending my dreams
You’re melting my heart
I know what this means
You’re stealing my breath
You’re stealing my breath
You’ve melted my heart
I’m nearer to death
You’re stealing my breath
You’re stealing my breath
I cough out your name
And you do the same
You know what I like
You know what I like
You say it all night
You know you are right
You know what I like
You know what I like
I turn out the light
You burn out my sight
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Waking
05:30
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It’s waking but it isn’t seeing.
It’s breathing but not really feeling.
It’s out, yet its house is not empty.
It’s down in the dirt in the alley.
These jewels are all it is after.
The sun blocks out all my laughter.
They’re grey and cheap and not beauty
I wish that you could have seen me.
I’m bowing down to see him.
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Fountain
02:34
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As The Past Comes Down
05:09
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Food on my table, a mood for a killing.
The face of an angel, comes up from below.
Though there is a secret, down there in the rubble.
It’s not a secret I’m ever gonna know.
The past may be awkward, the past may be hidden.
The past may be buried, down deep in the ground.
But look passed the screaming and look passed the anger.
Our past is here as the walls came down.
They’re lying there bleeding, though they didn’t know it.
They’re there making history, out there on TV.
They wished they’d’ve seen it, wave hi to the camera.
Smile and dance as you’re brought to your knees.
How green the grass grows, I’m here looking backwards.
The river flows, onwards to the sea.
I think we know, there’s things I can’t see yet.
And, it looks as though invented for me.
The nights are not silent, the days are too short.
The heat is obsessive, it thumps in my head.
There’s too many people, all screaming and shouting.
And I wish most of them were dead.
Apology given, what more can I say?
There are things in the sea which kill.
I enter the water, with only a pencil.
And I swim ‘til my heart goes still.
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Ghosts In My Hall
05:59
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I can’t see my love.
Through the window
I can’t see my love.
Through the door.
I can’t see my love.
Here beside me.
I can’t see my love.
No more.
Don’t watch me crawl.
Don’t let me fall
I strain to see.
Ghosts in my hall.
I can feel no love.
In the morning.
I can feel no love.
In the night.
I can feel no love.
Here beside me.
I can feel no love.
And that’s not right.
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Tin Can Sally
05:27
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Mercenary Music
07:33
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In a dream of a world
Through a fountain of rain.
The thoughts I left behind they wish to haunt me again
I want to hire a note of mercenary music.
I wear a jacket and tie
I wear a patch on my eye.
I want to tell you I cry but you’ll know it’s a lie.
I want to fire a gun of mercenary music.
I can pick or choose.
I can win or lose.
I will fight you with my hands as I’ve got nothing to use.
I’ll have to dig a grave for mercenary music.
Seeing you again, harbouring the pain.
Sun is going down, time is turning round.
Dancing in the rain, waiting for a train.
Sun is going down, burning down the town.
I’m driving home.
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The Walking Song
04:10
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Walking down the road alone, I’m walking down the road.
Walking down the road alone, I’m walking down the road.
Walking down the road alone, I’m walking down the road.
Walking down the road alone, I’m walking all alone
Give me bread and water
Walking to the firing line, I’m walking to the line.
Walking to the firing line, I’m walking to the line.
Walking to the firing line, I’m walking to the line.
Walking to the firing line, walking out to die.
Give me love and comfort
Singing as I climb the step, singing as I die
Singing as I climb the step, singing as I die
Singing as I climb the step singing as I die
Singing as I take the pain, singing where I lie.
Give me all you owe me.
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River Lines
02:29
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The Morning Light
06:09
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Fuck it
I really shouldn’t stay here tonight
I have to get back home
I think it’s almost midnight
Cool air, hot breeze, Long road, no trees
Just you and me and fear for free
No liberty.
A piece of paper and a gun and no place left to run.
It’s not fantasy, tonight.
I just don’t think I’ll live to see the morning light
A chance I know that’s how it goes at the crossroads
A quill a thrill and blood gets spilled at the crossroads
I’ve never been the lucky one.
Never had a chance to get this done, and I’m sorry.
I owe you for what I’ve never had.
I asked for nothing and you gave me that.
A deal’s a deal, alright
Just let me see the morning light, sir.
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Devil Me Abandon
04:38
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With a bag full of stories and rain on my face.
With a bag full of stories and pain in my place.
Me, breeze and midnight.
The Devil me abandon and leave me at the crossroads alone.
With a pocket of horrors a land and a sky.
With a pocket of horrors a hand on my eye.
Me, breeze and midnight.
The Devil me abandon and leave me at the crossroads alone.
I wish me fair dirty were keeping me now.
I wish me fair dirty were leaping about.
Me, breeze and midnight.
The Devil me abandon and leave me at the crossroads alone.
I sit and I think on the ground where I rose.
I sit and I think as the sound comes and goes.
Me, breeze and midnight.
The Devil me abandon and leave me at the crossroads alone.
The last change I have here won’t pay me my way.
The last change I have here won’t last me the day.
Me, breeze and midnight.
The Devil me abandon and leave me at the crossroads alone.
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