1. |
Good Will Running
03:04
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Summer's been and gone and the rains have set in
We came when tides were low and now they’re out again
Looks as though we’re leaving just as fast as we can make
May our good will outrun our past mistakes
For a certain time the open will bring us peace
But questions always gonna drift on up with the breeze
And it won’t take too long to wonder what we’re fighting for
With our brothers dying despite our trust in the Lord
When cannons cut our sails and the rats have dug in
When rations we’ve been saving ain’t enough for ten men
Skies above turn frightening man, our ghosts are on the prowl
Looking to find us with our weapons down
Now the captain’s aim is any port in the storm
For he says there’ll be pirates coming round the horn
With our luck we’ll harbour in a brave new land
Only time and chance left to bring us in
Good will running down
Summer's been and gone and now the rains have set in
We came when tides were low and now they’re out again
Looks as though we’re leaving just as fast as we can make
May our good will outrun our past mistakes
May our good will outrun our past mistakes
May our good will outrun our past mistakes
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2. |
The Price of Gold
03:26
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Crickets creak from the edge of the road
The bonfires light the way
The DJ's rhyme gives the people time
So long to light of day
Behind the eye of a hundred bold
The headline not will say
The price of gold-- the left untold
The poor who left to pay
And tick tock tick goes the baby in the stroller
Wick walk quick in the rain
Ring ring ring goes the telephone line
When the stranger call says your rent no paid
Lord, hold my heart like a little bird
While big man make his choice
Poor like me never known his words
For never known his voice
Lord, strong my legs when the feet must stand
The balance that must come
Walk this world of the common man
Until we all must run
And tick tock tick goes the baby in the stroller
Wick walk quick in the rain
Ring ring ring goes the telephone line
When the stranger call says your rent no paid
Simple man have a simple plan
Arise with the rising sun
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3. |
Latitude
02:30
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The sun is great though
I prayed for rain you know
Only in these times
It's only half nine
I sent my letters into space
The answer shines like something new
Sealing the case for latitude
I'll think the way home though
They say it's who you know
Inboxes to be cleaned but
Somehow it's 6:15
Einstein the bear stayed in today
His little head was still unscrewed
But it ain't so long to latitude
The sun is great though
I prayed for rain you know
Only in these times
It's only half nine
It's only half nine
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4. |
Allez Allez
03:37
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I came out of the jungle under a steady rain
There were blood trails behind me, and a knife through my brain
And it was on the brilliant river that I ran upon the truth
Where my fault stood beside me, staring out of my cocoon
There is always a reason these things go like they do
I was weeks at the roadhouse, I took shots to kill the pain
I awoke to the lessons I was bound to learn again
Didn't time overtake me, unburden me it's true
I came around a sort of corner, I reached out for things I knew
Now and then came a whisper, but sometimes it screams at you
Through the changing of seasons, I march despite it all
Under cover of darkness, I listen for the call
And it's wonder and torture with every hill I take
What a fortunate soldier, clambers over his mistakes
All these thoughts I consider, as I swim back into the fray
The tattoo of my decision, lead me on to judgement day
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5. |
Progress
03:01
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Long silence...
but nothing's escaped me yet
Progress...
what had I wanted
Dream... conscience
fight for a fighting chance
Progress... punching above my
Weight... wait
Swing like the end is...
Here... hear
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6. |
Factor In
02:09
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Seems that you thought that this song was sad
When in fact I just pooled all the memories I had
Must have seemed a bold fool, though my pen was true
When I factored in the thought of you
Just a lonely voice singing about these dreams
And the way there ain't nothing quite as simple as it seems
When you said it made you scared, well mercy me
Baby factor in the things I've seen
There between the lights on the waterline
Did you walk up to me on the urge of a sign?
Must have been a strong wind up and carried you
Made me factor in the sight of you
Maybe when I talked about the loves gone bad
This was just what you expected from a music man
Must have been the pretty notes, made you stop to see
What was factored in the likes of me
All the things that we've done, might one day become
Just a factor of my love for you
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7. |
Lighthouse
03:23
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Watch how the ocean swings backward and forward
It wears down the bad stuff from your memories
Watch where this pebble sinks under the surface
The tiniest ripple carries on and on and on
Up in the lighthouse, the flames from the kitchen
Might gut me and leave me in a vacuum
Monday is Friday and micro is maxi
The blossoms of hope fall at the curb side
One little voice, drowned in the crossfire
Now booms over wreckage and remains
The pressing of time, the hush of a secret
Hangs over everything
Jumped on a crosstown that led to the airport
And wept through the glass on to the runway
Sooner or later these dealbreaks and deadlines
Will harden my heart til it don't matter
One little voice, drowned in the crossfire
Now shouts over the taxis in the rain
The pressing of time, the hiss of the tape noise
Hangs over everything
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8. |
Nothing Left To See
04:06
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Cold, cold hands
Your eyes of silence
Meant when the phone rang, well I knew it wasn't good
And it's coming home
Sitting here in service
It's last Monday night all over again
Tomorrow we'll walk slow through the gardens
To the doorway where your body stays forever
Let the light shine on the good times
Glance across the dark and right into me
Long, long walks
Armfuls of roses
Suntan lotion and girly facial cream
All night talks
Smell of the ocean
All this emotion wouldn't get the best of me
Inside my eyes... you said I was so strong
Now I don't know how to hold myself together
Locked in a car, stuck in a sad song
It's the pain that took the fight out of you-- that's now left for me
I found this picture
I hold it gently
I'd light a candle but there's nothing left to see
My dad says boy,
I feel the pain you're going through
He wants to help but this just ain't helping me
Tomorrow we'll walk slow through the gardens
To the doorway where your body stays forever
Let the light shine on the good times
Glance across the dark and right into me
In eighty years, under a blue sky
You'll wash the doubt away that's grown into me
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9. |
Another Old Friend
03:50
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When we meet again, I'm sure there'll be lines across your face
Little slices from our friendship, little thoughts we can't replace
In a way I guess we couldn't know unless
We'd have pushed it as far as it went
When we laugh again, there won't be lines to stay within
All the days that stand behind us, all the reasons we're caught in
Now the storms I lure will punish only me
Since you turned into another old friend
But if I'm out ahead, it's cause you pushed me from behind
All of this passed in a dream, somehow
When I go back now
When I leave again, your momma's gonna see me at the door
Asking questions about my travels, when I'll make it back once more
And on a midnight train, a million miles away
Won't the darkness bring the truth on home
That if I'm out ahead, it's cause you pushed me from behind
All of this passed in a dream, somehow
When I go back now
With the ending of another round
Another bridge is fallen down
But if I'm out ahead, it's cause you pushed me from behind
All of this passed in a dream, somehow
When I go back now
When I go back now
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10. |
The Maker's Hand
04:25
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In times of hurt, the spinning wheel
Breaks you to dust, I know how you feel
There'd be no world without a dream
You go for bust, I know what you mean
The ragged flag that stands alone
I hear your heart over the phone
A deadly tone rings in your teeth
The maker's hand, I know you bleed
If every book read as it should
The strong would rise, I know you're good
If it was me they broke into
Stole all my gold, I know what I'd do
One hundred tons of cold grey steel
Drives through your heart with him at the wheel
But make no bones, no empty fuss
The jury's out to know what's just
The truth that lies in us as men
Will be the rope that pulls us in
And gives us hope to hold again
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11. |
Strolls of Angels
03:30
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Read directions over
Make the words make sense
Nothing needs to measure up
Cause something's gonna bend
All of what you wished for
Come walking through a gaping door
To fall down at your feet
Dead from weary streets and strolls of angels
Empty buses crowded
Morning trains are bare
Love has filled me up and so there's
No room left to care
Good thing it can hold me
While pressure rocks the wishing well
And brings me to my knees
Dead from weary streets and strolls of angels
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12. |
Upon The Open Grey
02:07
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I look out upon the open grey
Look for courage in a new way
In the rain my struggle will be lost
And the lonely voices start again
Today I take Edwin to a church
Jesus knows the places he has been
See the truth that God already knows
All of this will work out in the end
Push up the umbrella in the cold
Shaking off the sadness and the old
Stand and take the goodness from the tree
Won't the love come following me... yeah
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13. |
46
03:48
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