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Bonny Boy
04:53
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There once was a boy, a bonny bonny boy
And I loved him I vow and protest
I loved him so well, so very very well
That I built him a bower on my breast
That I built him a bower on my breast
It was o’er the green valley and o’er the green hill
Like one who is troubled in mind
I whooped and I shouted and I played upon my pipe
But no bonny boy did I find
But no bonny boy did I find
I sat myself down on the green mossy bank
Where the sun it shone wonderful warm
And who should I spy but my own bonny boy
He was locked in another’s arms
He was locked in another’s arms
Now the one who’s the joy of my own bonny boy
Well I wish them the very best
And whether he loves me or whether he don’t
I’ll walk with that boy now and then
I’ll walk with that boy now and then
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The world has changed
But no one told the seasons
Autumn approaches
But we never had our Summer...
Never had our Summer
Never had our Summer
Never had our Summer
Soon the trees will stand stark and bare
The light will change, and the air will freeze
But we never had our Summer..
Never had our Summer
Never had our Summer
Never had our Summer
Time springs forward
Time falls back and
Clocks have changed and
Then changed back again
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3. |
Tree
03:13
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There is a tree, that tree is me
For it is wrapped around another tree
That tree is you, for we are two
When I grew, I grew wrapped around you
And I could stand alone, but I don't wanna stand alone
And I can sing without you, but I don't wanna
And I can't stop when I'm with you, and I don't wanna
It's what keeps me afloat, and I am missing every note
There is a tree,
It's standing tall
It doesn't want for anything at all,
It stands alone, that’s how it's grown
And that's exactly how it wants to be
It's a tall and lovely tree but it's not you and it's not me
And I can sing without you, but I don't wanna
And I can't stop when I'm with you, and I don't wanna
It's what keeps me afloat and I am missing every note
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4. |
¡Ay, Bajamar!
01:20
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Qué bonito es Bajamar
Qué bonita es su atalaya
Para contemplar la playa
escuchando su cantar
Y ver como muere el día
Por el lejano horizonte
El sol que brilla hasta el monte
A avistar la tierra mía
Ay Bajamar
Mi pueblecito norteño
Dios te quiso tinerfeño
Como feliz bendición
Ay Bajamar
Que tras Anaga te escondes
Déjame besar tu nombre
Con mi sentida canción.
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5. |
Colour Song
03:07
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Now that the light is fading, silver and purple at twilight,
scenes of the day remain with us.
Bright as the fire is burning bright,
Blue as the sky above the lake, and blue the water flowing,
white birch drooping on the shore, her leaves of emerald glowing
The night is robed in spangled black
And soon we shall be sleeping
Beyond the moon that rides on high
The radiant dawn is creeping, creeping
Through the leaves the sunlight came in shafts of gold
Now by the dying embers
We watch the day grow old
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6. |
Lullaby
03:08
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Lay your head down
I'll be here
In the morning
You can tell me your dreams
I want to know everything
I want to hear how you feel
Lay your head down
Drift away
I’ll see you in the morning
We’ll have much to say
Sleep now
Sleep now
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7. |
Abuela
02:41
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Abuela, I come to you with a troubled mind
Abuela, talk to me would you be so kind
If there is something I should know, one thing I should see
What would you tell your younger self? I prey you tell to me
She said I wouldn’t swap my knowledge for the beauty of my youth
There may be times when how you’re viewed will do you no good
But knowing what you stand for and knowing what you do
You cannot know until you’ve seen many moons through
So keep on being kind to all keep listening and learn
Learn everything you can and love, love with an open heart
Stand up for what you know is right and speak when it’s your turn
Keep on going don’t give up on what you want from the world
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I hate the company bosses, and I will tell you why
They have caused me so much suffering
And my dearest friends to die
I guess you all are wondering what they have done to me
And I will tell you, Mr.
My husband has TB
Brought on by hard work, low wages and never enough to eat
By going cold and hungry,
No shoes upon his feet
I bet you'll say he's lazy,
And he does not want to work
But I'll tell you you're crazy For never did he shirk
I had a little baby, the darling of my heart.
But from that little darling, her mother had to part
While the rich and wealthy bosses go around in jewels and silk
My darling blue eyed baby has died for want of milk
They call this the land of plenty
And for some I guess that's true
But that's for the company bosses
Not the workers like me and you
What can we do about it,
to these men of power and might,
I'll tell you company bosses we are going to fight, fight, fight
What can we do about it
To right this dreadful wrong
We are going to join the union
For the union makes us strong
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9. |
Train
03:16
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I’ll take the bus
I'll take the train,
I'll take a walk but I won't take the blame for those things anymore
You don't get to ask the things that you know will lay the blame on me
Call yourself an ally…?
No more, no more, no more, no more
You can't ask me anymore,
You call me up
To bring me down
I’ll call you out ‘cos I’m not about for those things anymore
You don’t get to choose the words that describe what happens in my world.
Call yourself an ally?
No more, no more, no more, no more.
You can't ask me anymore
I’ll take the bus,
I'll take the train,
I'll take a walk, but I won't take the blame for those things anymore
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10. |
Fishes
03:45
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Swimming around inside me
are little fishes I can't catch
The harder I grip
the more they slip out and swim away,
Swim away...
Circling above me
I see the ripples they have made
I'm so under water
I can see the surface but I swim away..
swim away...
Deeper deeper down
It's quiet under here
away from everyone, and everything..
How long have I been swimming for?
Swim away...
Swim away...
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11. |
Two Degrees
04:05
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Foretold yet unseen
Known yet unspoken
What is this thing gonna do to us?
They say it's not real
But we’ve known for such a long while
How will it unfold in the end?
In just two degrees, what are we?
We know what is real
And we know when lies are spoken
So we are culpable in the end
For how it unfolds in the end
Oh
We’ve still got time..
Oh
We’ve still got time..
Oh
We’ve still got time..
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Something Sleeps are a London based dream-folk band featuring Fiona Fey and Rey Yusuf (Tell Tale Tusk) Monica Viñoly and Josh Considine.
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