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When I hear that big black whistle they blow
I feel inside that it's time for me to be going Fortunately baby I'd already gone before When they say I'm worth ten pieces of coal And you shouting hey what about when you are an old man Fortunately baby I'd already locked the door They say there are men who are blue like me in the stars Beards for the weird and bars for bizarre guitarmen Fortunately baby I'd already joined the force Good time train well it does not need any track It wins the race to the place where I'm gonna pack up Fortunately baby I'd already grabbed the sky All the days that the road has spent on me Judges shout you've got to slave to be a freeman Fortunately baby I am never coming back Good time train, good time train... |
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You asked me to a party
to a house just by the moon You gave me silver loving the end was all too soon You asked me to the theatre in a place quite near the sun You gave me golden sunbeams you act was all in fun Rope ladder to moon! You asked me to a meeting in a cottage in the snow You gave me central heating I can't forget the glow You asked me to a weekend down by the stormy sea You took me to a ceremony and the sacrifice ? was me! You asked me to a stromcloud up near the rainbow's end Then you threw away the ladder and gave me to your friend You took me to a prison and you said its chief was me Then you locked me deep inside you and thew away the key Rope ladder to the moon! |
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I'm going to a wedding dressed in black
I'm going to a party, won't be back And I'm not going with you... no... Trees are no longer a comfort Messages sad in the wires My hair is hung down with the blackest of rain that I'm feeling I'm going to the river, wash my tears I'm going to the mountains, cool my fears That I'm not going with you... no... Skies are no longer a comfort Leaves turning black with the autumn The corn is hung down with the heaviest weight that I'm feeling I'm going to a funeral dressed in white I'm going to a nightclub, to sleep with night And I'm not going with you... no... Love is no longer a comfort, Fantastic times are forgotten My heart is hung down with the saddest of rain that I'm feeling |
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I bought you tickets for the waterfalls
and you poured away all the change Trained your bicycle to dance told it tales of window boxes and people with locks While you filed away the time and lost the place in the river Couldn't do anything about the days But I helped with some of the nights You worked my blisters to the bone playing songs of tiny men and bridges in wine While you led the time astray and lost your head in the rainbow You never saw anything glittering but you had to melt it down I made you rivers all run dry soaked them up with train timetables and carpets of lies And I listened to your smile and found my place in the morning |
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Running, jumping, pushing its way
Mornings nighttime blends into day Can't find curtains to shut it away We were alone in the hills of the night Now the neon dawn lets in the light And the milkman that nobody knows Leaves bottles of tears At the house full of laughter Nobody ever hears O the grass is burned black By the ships coming back from the stars, golden stars Seas turned to steam When we boiled the dream of tomorrow, tomorrow When it gets light Some of them always stay She's dressed in white Till the smoke turns her grey Falling, stumbling, feeling its way Mornings nighttime moves into day Can't find warmth to keep it away Used to be alone on the waves of cloud Now the flotsam dawn brings in the crowd And the angel who sits in her car Full of desire But the hoses who came from the town Put out her fire O the seas have run dry And the sun's one good eye is too blind to see Sky has gone bad From the good times we had burning bright, such good times When it gets light Some of them always stay She's dressed in white Till the smoke turns her grey |
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Running through our hands
In the waving grass One harvest time can't stop them now Cities made of sand That were built to last No one man sky to tell them how Seasons kiss, collide and miss Stars still turn and sometimes burn And the stones alone laugh... Passing through our arms Go each others loves One woman sea can't break their fall Blossoms in your gaze, Stormclouds race above One season more they've grown so tall Seasons kiss, collide and miss Stars still turn and sometimes burn But the stones alone laugh... |
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Leaves falling
Face down on the ground Lie in the rusty crowd That waits in the pouring rain By the pavements of grey In autumn days Days spending tie Outside the place of laughter Brave weddings On summer mornings Gardens of proud husbands That wait in the silver sun As the fields come awake Lost summer days Days spending time Making the songs of laughter Time slipping, time slipping |
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Face next to mine in the mirror
Love for an hour's history Only one, just begun Trying to keep from sleeping Live in the soft memory Inly one, just begun Says in the tune where there's plenty Gold for a life's treasury Only two, what to do Searched in the moon, found the answers Sold to the next mystery Only two, what to do Get back on the track, singing Thirty shows, change of clothes, face in rows, glowing Ties torn, shadows born, stormy Match away, less to say, gone astray, time to pay ? Then there's just empty rooms again Swept streets Clean sun sheets Face next to mine in the darkness Row down the river with me Ships that pass, never last Trying to keep from waking Know how the lives used to be Ships that pass never last Get back on the track, singing Thirty shows, change of clothes, face in rows, glowing Ties torn, shadows born, stormy Match away, less to say, time to pay, gone astray ? Then there's just autumn rooms again Swept streets Clean sun sheets |
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Keep it down
If it's still hangin' around Kept away Well it's lost inside a day On the journey through the street To the corner you have to meet Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around In the dawn When the last drop it has gone Summer leaves From the hill where my love grieves In the sun where you met her In the shade where you left her Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around You've got to keep it down And never let it go to the top 'Cause you know that if it does The roundabout is nevver gonna stop, never gonna stop In the night There's a space replaces your face That you lent I don't know just how it went Though the trains have passed it by It still sits up in your sky Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around Yeah... Keep it down... keep it down... keep it down... |
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Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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