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His Days Have No Sound
03:37
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HIS DAYS HAVE NO SOUND
So you sold your soul, played truth or dare and lost it all
It's only wafer thin this so called confidence that we live in
And it goes round, his days have no sound
How could I contain corrosive thoughts within a rusting brain?
It's only paper thin this so called confidence you wrap me in
And it goes round, his days have no sound
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Morning Skin
04:26
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MORNING SKIN
Wash away your morning skin
Time to let the future in
Wash away your morning blues
No point living in yesterdays shoes
You stand just like a man I used to know
You smile just like a child of long ago
Time goes by
With each day lived the more you die
Mirror dreams often believed
Only dreams up what it wants to see
Wash your morning skin away
Thats what she used to say
You stand just like a man I used to know
You smile just like a child of long ago
Time goes by
With each day lived the more you die
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3. |
Troubadour Blues
03:17
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TROUBADOUR BLUES
I'll beg like a dog for more
Scrape all the coins from the floor
They say you can't pay your way with your soul
My wealth is in love but not gold
As I live my days i'll move in ways that not all here will understand
If i can be your roaming sea I promise you I won't let you drown
This troubadour's got the blues
Guess there's just too many ways to lose
Am I a glitch in your machine?
Or the curb that you fall from to wake you from your dream?
As I live my days i'll move in ways that not all here will understand
If i can be your roaming sea I promise you I won't let you drown
I'll beg like a dog for more
Scrape up my pride from the floor
This troubadour's got the blues
I don't play your game so why should I lose?
As I live my days i'll move in ways that not all here will understand
If i can be your roaming sea I promise you I won't let you drown
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4. |
Trick Of The Light
04:58
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TRICK OF THE LIGHT
Out of your head and the words in your breath they don't make no sense
Been clutching at straws as the undertow draws out a consequence
Hold your fire or leave
Hung like hunger on me
Leaf litter falls as the new dawn it calls another falls to lay
How deep is the dust does it cover the trust that you can't convey?
Hold your fire or leave
Hung like hunger on me
Don't open fire some live like a country at war
They'll turn like a tide
The shoreline you saw it was all just a trick of the light
Blink of an eye we are just passing by nothing's made to last
Clocks won't unwind all this stealing of time that we make an art
Hold your fire or leave
Hung like hunger on me
Don't open fire some live like a country at war
They'll turn like a tide
The shoreline you saw it was all just a trick of the light
Hold on, hold on………..
Don't open fire some live like a country at war
They'll turn like a tide
The shoreline you saw it was all just a trick the….
Oceans disguise you'll anchor your ship here tonight
I'll turn like a tide
Grew like a wave and you moved like a trick of the light
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5. |
Dancing In Our Graves
03:40
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DANCING IN OUR GRAVES
Tangled up in why's here yeah and I don't know
This situation is starting to get old
But old mother nature's got her hold on me
Don't mess with her boy she'll put you on your knee's
But I know there's a place
A basement of dreamers, downstairs dancing in their graves
I'll join the dots here just to make the lines
I'll paint a picture in the corner of your mind
But memories are nothing more than fraying rope
Pull a little harder or do I let it go?
I don't know but one day
I'll be there with them downstairs dancing in my grave
And I will miss this precious gift
But I can't leave here without you dear
So once we've lived out our days
Let's go downstairs, go down dancing in our graves
Tangled up in why's here yeah and I don't know
This generation is starting to get old
But oh mayhem maker won't you give me some peace?
I'll shed the load here if you just let me be
A nomad, I'll find my way
Another basement dreamer, downstairs dancing in our graves
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Spike Oatley Cork, Ireland
Born & raised on an Island steeped in musical Heritage Spike Oatley is a Singer Songwriter that is very much a product of his environment. Much like his native Isle of Wight just off of the South coast of England his songs are a place to go to, a sanctuary or simply an old friend. ... more
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