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Moonglade
04:36
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Hush, Nightingale,
crimson shadows over the moonglade
shall not fall on this night,
for the time has not yet come
Make your home among the lilac, stoned among the lilac
Although, do not remain there long,
for if tomorrow remained as it were,
how would you ever find your song?
You may meet with your lover there,
you may see my reflection in your eyes,
for I have breathed the breath of one thousand people,
at once, yet from different times
Come and find me, I have not the time to look for you
I have too many places I wish to go, do not make it so
that when the shadows fall upon the moonglade,
I'll be swinging beneath the weeping cherries,
in a garden on a star away from home
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2. |
Love Was
03:45
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Rain falling on my window
Rain falling from my head
Rain falling on my pillow,
when I knew our love was dead,
our love was dead
You killed everything I loved
You killed everything I loved
You killed everything I loved
Now our love is, our love is
Rain falling on your window
Rain falling from your eyes
Rain falling on your pillow,
when you learned of your impending demise
I killed everything you loved
I killed everything you loved
I killed everything you loved
Now our love is, our love is
Rain falling from my eyes (rain falling from my eyes)
I cried my tears on your pillow,
I said a prayer across your head,
I put that spell on your window,
and now you're,
and now you're dead
Love was, love was dead
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The Builder
05:37
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Down the meadow long and weary,
bleary cog set up as bait
Through the evening withered wide,
the wind shakes up our fate
Enclosed in circles, sorrow bound,
right now I feel so hollow
I am yearning to be found, part thy lips and swallow
Fly away with me,
promise to be true
Fly away with me,
break these walls and find new rooms
I've talked with this same mouth,
I've touched with this same tongue
I've wanted something more to do,
but I've been dammed, and I want through
You haven't really got a clue, how much I want to take you
Fly away with me,
promise to be true
Fly away with me,
break these walls and find new rooms
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Got it Goin' On
05:20
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Waiting for you to come back, waiting on time to pass
Waiting for the evening after, waiting on us to last
I've got it, you've got it, we've got it, goin' on
Have no time for the calm, you know where I'm coming from
Don't worry we'll have fun, you won't regret it in the long run
I've got it, you've got it, we've got it, goin' on
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I know one day you will say goodbye,
and I wouldn't have had the time to try
and make believe I could be right,
be the one for you
I know now love how these things end,
yet I've gotten all tied up again
I won't force you to stay, because I know you just can't win,
and I couldn't do that, I wouldn't do that to you
I love you too much to let you be, another ailing part of me, darling
Maybe, darling, then you'll see that I'm not worth the time
People change and seasons go, but in my heart I will always know
that in order to let you grow, I must keep traveling on
I know one day you will say goodbye,
but maybe I'm wrong this time
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Pendulum
03:59
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Ghost Light
06:05
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You moved through the doorway, better than a dream
Love me here and always, but are you what you seem to be?
You make me feel like no one ever could
You came along from somewhere far away,
our love is not of this world, it's electrifying
Keep on coming my way
If one day you see me walking alone and on my own,
you don't have to come crying
I carry you inside my soul
It may be dark inside, but you are the afterglow
You made me feel like no one ever could
I fell in love with someone who wasn't there
I felt the icy hand of
someone who wasn't there
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Wasted Days
05:26
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I've always wondered where the wild sparrow goes,
when the moon wraps your face
I've always wanted something more, never wanted this in the first place
Oh, wasted days
Oh, wasted ways
I've always wondered where the wild ones go,
when they've no longer got a blanket in the sun
Where do you buy your freedom?
Oh, wasted days
Oh, wasted ways
Don't feel like following another fool to the ground,
with my fingers wrapped in wire, dragging me down
I don't want to be the product of your goodbye,
I want to be there when you lose your face in the tide
Not a river, you've got to get away from
I'm trying to breathe,
wherever you go is where I wanted to be
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Diaspora I
06:56
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10. |
Diaspora II
05:09
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Shut up little girl and listen long,
you've got a very important song
There is a path that you should walk away from
Make your trouble and make it strong,
move through the heat and get along
There is a path that you should learn to live on
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