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Collection of Souls
03:38
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This collection of souls
This great meeting of visions
I can't know the limit
Tell me we're all in it
Together
Let us stand together
Let us think forever
Tides can't hold us back
Sky curves further than minds
Your furthest friend still beneath it
Life churns, arrows entwine
Can we all try to breathe it
Together
Let us stand together
Let us think forever
Tides can't hold us back
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Well I've got a tool that is made for making
So give me that yeast and let's start baking
But I thought you said the danger would not come closer?
Well, Mr. Rabbi, your attitude's just not kosher
You told me
What I was
But you couldn't show me how to be
So are you
Anything more than
Just Mr. 1, 2, 3?
Well I know a man who's always looking at the sky
I asked him how but he just told me why
There's always a reason for every kind of madness
But can you explain the pleasure that's found in sadness?
You told me
What I was
But you couldn't show me how to be
So are you
Anything more than
Just Mr. 1, 2, 3?
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I dreamed of you last night
Of how your thoughts are born
Flickers from the embers that
I could never hope to catch
Yearning just to be the one
You honour enough to bear your flame
So if my arms can hold
The metal of your mind
Let me bend my spine for you
Steel myself beneath your truth
And though I'd polish every word
I know that could never be enough
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In the great machine
Something's got to give
But no-one can agree
What it is
They're pouring in the oil
And tightening the gears
But all their eyes are blind to
The tracks of all the tears
That leave a precious trail of rust
A little girl in blue
Tries to look outside
But through the smoke, she can't see
The starlings as they fly
A thousand neon halos
Round the ladders on the wall
But she won't climb 'cause she knows
That soon the sun will fall
And in a flash she'll lose it all
She sits in the gutter, small
In the great machine
Something's got to give
But no-one can agree
What it is
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Two wizened hopers fumbling for brushwood
To cremate sedated memories slowly glowing
Their blissful matchbox love too worn to seal fools' years
Without her knowing
Their fingers sink through layers thickened only
In isolation long-contented, old
Rejuvenating fevers tessellating
Fissures re-told
Show your diamonds and kings
This game has gone on too long
Let love be
She deserves the final song
Trace evening's profile through the falling feathers
As memory's footsteps ripple over leaves
The congregation kindling's ancient sparkle
Her mind retrieves
Underground, secrets grow
'Til long carved channels are exposed
Years to make
Single seconds to break
Show your diamonds and kings
This game has gone on too long
Let love be
She deserves the final song
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Lonely in the Morning
03:16
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New Year
03:31
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I would do anything for a truly New Year:
I would throw off my clothes and dance in the snow,
I would feel again and let it show.
I would do anything for a truly New Year:
I would sing to the wind that has nothing to blow,
If this river of coins just had somewhere to flow.
I would do anything for a truly New Year:
I would fully admit just how little I know,
I would give you this seed if you'd just let it grow.
I would open my life to the voice that is slow,
And then never again would I ever, I ever, I ever, I ever I...
I would do anything for a truly New Year.
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Sam Brightbart London, UK
I never write the same song twice. I'm happy just to roll the dice.
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