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I’m not expecting this will end in a judgement day
I’m not predicting a review of the way that you play
But you’d better hang on to your seat
There’s going to be one hell of a ride
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Oh there’s age and there’s beauty
Deep in the soul of a man
The only point if there is one
Is to be and to learn all you can
This mystery is layered and curled
I’ll never count the ways
Although I’ve lived a million lives
I can’t make seedcorn out of knives
And all the logic in the world
Can only make the colour grey
Oh there’s age and there’s beauty
Deep in the soul of a man
The only point if there is one
Is to be and to learn all you can
I will fight for the angel in the loft
I will fight for the angel
I never knew it would fall so far
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Their Own Scars
08:34
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This is where it started
This is where I’m from
When craziness repeats
It feels like fact
The way I shape the story
Makes the final scene
If I can change the telling
Maybe there’s a different final act
I’ve come back to see
Why they act
The way they do
The way they do
I guess they have their own scars
So many pathways
They didn’t take
I’m not one to blame
I’d like to learn
So I can earn
A better outcome
I guess they have their own scars
Universe zero
I guess they have their own scars
Ripples on the surface
And turmoil in the deep
Monsters from the id
Escaping from my sleep
Changed up like a dog
To a moving cart
Limited free will
All I have is art
I’ve come back to see
Why they act the way they do
The way they do
I guess they have their own scars
Language rests on opposites
Assuming black and white
Art can slip the categories
And throw a different light
Calling up a path
Away from flight or fight
I guess they have their own scars
Universe zero
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I cannot speak of what I feel
It seems to me no more can you
You are completely unaware
But part of me knows it’s true
And part of me knows it’s false
All vanity and self-deceit
Why on earth would it be
I’ve never been a cheat
Six stones
Six stones
Six stones on the skyline
Six stones
And every week she comes this way
And every week she falls
The headlines want the worst of us
And no one takes our calls
There’s glory in the atmosphere
There’s dancing in the leaves
Mostly it’s a tale of joy
Whatever he believes
Six stones
Six stones
Six stones on the skyline
Six stones
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I Wish You Free
04:12
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If the spirit takes you
Let it take you
Walk those lonely paths
Alone and free
Alone and free
When you come back to me
If you come back to me
You’ll remember why
You are with me
You are with me
And if you don’t return
From better sites
Or better souls than mine
I wish you free
I wish you free.
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The kitchen window sunlight on the cooker chimney breast
strengthened as it crept across the cupboard,
for two hours glared its dissatisfaction
and slid across the painting
before seeing out its day at the back of the house.
Slowly, without fanfare, a pedantic illumination
of the room's planes and cobwebs.
I have taken this route for eons, it said
relentless and unimpressed;
I rise and I fall and your
On the chin
Weak
Concerns are of no consequence.
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Watching the sun
Through the lenses of angels
Walking in moonbeams
Like a feather in flight
I rise and I fall
Like the cities of ancients
And I hear your call
Through the crystal
Through the crystal
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Thought Bubble England, UK
Electronica, analogue percussion and a voice.
No set style or genre. The music comes
out in whatever form it wants.
Sometimes we invite friends to add elements.
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A couple of us were also in Glowpeople, once upon a time.
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