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Run
03:56
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counting dreams, holding on to them
precious as spider thread
sometimes it’s up to me
where they go, where dreams go
do i listen when they talk to me?
talk to me with hope
and put their heart fully in to my
shaking hands, shaking hands
fine words are often spoken
but words alone get nothing done
we all have faults and cracks
and a time to run, a time to run
power sits heavy on the heart
frightening and hard to take
and wishes come for giving it
all away, all away
fine words are often spoken
but words alone get nothing done
we all have faults and cracks
and a time to run, a time to run
knowing this is half the battle
we can do, or do nothing at all
fine words are often spoken
but words alone get nothing done
we all have faults and cracks
and a time to run, a time to run
in tired armour, tired armour
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In Oceans
04:22
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given a fair wind
given a dose of luck
we've many years to come
taking a bearing from the fields
show us where we’re all going wrong
if I'm a singer let me sing you songs
till I drop fast asleep tired but full to the top
this is our life and this our time
it's the simple things done with fire and meaning every word
it's breathing in deeper still
in oceans we can dwell
paint me pictures
the only way I know - bring me light and shade
leave me words of warmth and song
if that's alright with you?
if I'm a writer I should write more words
till I drop fast asleep tired but full to the top
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Restless
05:52
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Off to the end, the last noble steps
Weather-beaten friends to this watching-man
Layers of blue, white, grey, mauve
bring so many thoughts
as waves carry salt
distant foam crashing on the rocks
crushing any thought of calm out there
I could stare out for hours
at this restless sea
I could stare out for hours
as the ocean tosses my dreams around
like the white trip boats in the Sound
Surface swarms spread, with the gusts close-in
Living on this edge must always be like this
Buoys cling on telling lies of permanence
Holding-fast for now , holding on for now
I could stare out for hours
at this restless sea
I could stare out for hours
as the ocean tosses my dreams around
like the white trip boats in the Sound
Off to the end, the last noble steps
Living on this edge must always be like this
I could stare out for hours
at this restless sea
I could stare out for hours
at this restless sea
I could stare out for hours
at this restless sea
I could stare out for hours
as the ocean tosses my dreams around
like the white trip boats
in the Sound
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Look Around
03:58
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It’s so hard to not forget
to do my best through waves & tides
to find the love, so often hides
in stuff & worry & flight of sense
We can feel like the whole world is bearing down
We can see life as a fight to just work out
where to find all the answers
or just stop, open up, look around
Vision blurs and time runs past
the meaning less than vibrant clear
nonsense builds documented fear
and nothing do we learn, and nothing do we hear
We can feel like the whole world is bearing down
We can see life as a fight to just work out
where to find all the answers
or just stop, open up, look around
Let go, let go, heart is clouds and grasping
Let go, let go, regroup the scattered
Let go, let go, becalm the choppy waters
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By The Sea
04:29
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Shingle, grass and rust. Power clear, resistance dust.
Ground recedes, swallowed whole, waves take it all.
Current drags us all.
Engines fight for now and land us 'safe', back at the start.
Jewels jump from mud and caterpillars hide from the wind and rain.
We all go home, and I leave my twin, by the sea.
Current drags us all.
Engines fight for now and land us 'safe', back at the start.
Tied up to floats, Not yet sinking, broken boats.
We all go home, and I leave my twin, by the sea
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Left Behind
04:01
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dreams long smashed, buried in a fog of years
all too heartbreaking to think about what might have been
bodies wrecked, hands shake with a need
give away the hidden depths to which the once-bright can sink
to be caught
in the limestone walls
in the grey mist of skies
to be caught
where there's seldom light
for the left-behind
to know of more ways to trick and cheat
yet know of no strength to reach escape velocity
what a waste, thinking clouded
clear air thickened to soup, clear roads fault-lined and slipped
to be caught
in the limestone walls
in the grey mist of skies
to be caught
where there's seldom light
for the left-behind
landslide kinder, an instant release
instead of slow gather of sediments around the feet
for those of us who escape the madness
a new madness of those we leave behind
so much resignation and tiredness
feel it coming in to you
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7. |
Love Will Win
04:32
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Up and down, yo-yo style. String goes slack. Pulled along, thinnest thread, nearly gone. Patch us up, plug the holes, bail us out.
Before the dawn, dark of night, but sun is found.
Because love will win, every time. Love will win, given time.
Lifted up, get so high, bound to fall.
Let it go or take a hold, we're always fighting. Want the best for everyone, where does it lie? Before the dawn, dark of night, sun will rise.
Because love will win, every time. Love will win, given time...
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Is it cold
where you are
does it slow your bones like it slows mine?
Is it cold
in your heart
do you feel a chill and smash mirrors apart?
Fine days are these where miles are many
that keep us away from facing the blood.
Fine days made real by ourselves then cast off as any
clothes without care, drifting clothes in the flood.
Ghosts are all over
do you see them too
where you wake every day
where they follow you?
To me they are real
and giants of worlds
of disbelief
and reason unheard.
Fine days are these where miles are many
that keep us away from facing the blood.
Fine days made real by ourselves then cast off as any
clothes without care, drifting clothes in the flood...
To me they are real
and giants of worlds
of reason unheard.
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9. |
Find Our Way Back Home
04:19
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The first breath of spring on my face
The sun is warm, first time in many long days and as my legs stretch out east
I'm struck with all these possibilities
The year ahead shouting wonder back Though it's so hard to through the distance at what difference will these months all make and where will I call 'home' and 'here'
(chorus)
I know I am blessed with luck
To find myself where I have come And I'm convinced that different roads would still lead me to this one
Travel well we shall and
Travel gently as we can
And find our way back home again Find our way back home again
I worry when I rest so bring to me work to fill up my day and distract me the fragile life we lead is full of love but full of contradictions
and balance isn't easy between
living now and planning for what might be knowledge brings more questions than the wisest of us will ever answer
(chorus)
I know I am blessed with luck
To find myself where I have come And I'm convinced that different roads would still lead me to this one
Travel well we shall and
Travel gently as we can
And find our way back home again Find our way back home again
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10. |
All I Need Is Blue
04:05
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shut myself away
phone is ringing but dont know what to say
try to look around
to see if there is a bright side hiding out
if i could see into the future would i give up now?
how can i see truth
when all around is cloud and all i need is blue
say you'll help me out
cause all i see is cloud and all i need is blue
drive without a clue of where i'm going
or what i need to do
think straight then decide
who i should take along for this great ride
if i could see...
how can i see truth...
i can turn this all around
see some colour in the grey
or turn my back and run away
how can i see truth...
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11. |
Today We're Winning
04:21
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Should be able to see it coming
even in the dark, feel and smell
should be enough to warn the troops off
patience boys we're just getting started
always has and will I wager
just a shame sometimes it's darker
always brief but feels much longer
patience boys, you know the routine
things take on a vicious edge and molehills turn to mountain ranges
before my eyes I see the changes
but first we pedal, paddle and climb
fire off warnings, without trying
shout at those most underserving
patience boys, it all makes sense now
tattoo on and coffee warming
wave goodbye but back I'm coming
darkness came now darkness going
things take on a vicious edge and molehills turn to mountain ranges
before my eyes I see the changes
patience boys, today we're winning
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Different Days
03:58
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today I live different days
alien to those I know only so close past
today I cant watch your face when I drink
but that's just me
and I wouldn't live alone now
and I couldn't live alone now
and I feel I owe myself to feel the same I way I did
live the heart and soul of that time
when I didn't know why
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My Son And My Love
03:28
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Surely it can't be, can't be
so hard to change me, change me
to learn from more than just my son and my love
learn from more than just trees that watch me
write this down and sing it out loud
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Up On A Hill
04:14
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up on a hill I look down and I can see so much, so much
up on a hill I'm silent and I can hear so much
nothing can stop me now
nothing can hold me now
nothing can stop me now, just watch me go
if you'd told me I'd be counting years I'd have given more
if you'd told me I'd be counting months I'd have lived them more
if you'd told me I'd be counting days I'd have loved you more
but if hours are left don't tell me any more
up on a hill it's easy to see where we went wrong and went right
up on a hill the clouds drop and I can see blue sky
nothing can stop me now
nothing can hold me now
nothing can stop me now, just watch me go
if you'd told me I'd be counting years I'd have given more
if you'd told me I'd be counting months I'd have lived them more
if you'd told me I'd be counting days I'd have loved you more
but if hours are left don't tell me any more
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David Edward Booth England, UK
Boothy, The Recording Booth, producer, drummer, guitarist, singer/songwriter, retired village cricketer.
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