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Tailspin
04:11
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Begin again my friend and start anew
Re-align, fall in line and pay your dues
For what you find you can't erase
Nor look on blind
Begin again my friend and cut some slack
re-align, take your time but don't look back
For what you find you can't erase
Nor look on blind
Fall into a daily tailspin that stumbles in the circle game
Chase your tail until you prevail or to wake up in a Groundhog haze
Begin again my friend and keep keeping on
Re-align, look within and try to be strong
for what you find you can't erase
Nor look on blind
Fall into a daily tailspin that stumbles in the circle game
Chase your tail until you prevail or to wake up in a Groundhog haze
The weary tree that must endure the bold wind from the sea
The roots that hold you to your door, they aren't so easily freed
Fall into a daily tailspin that stumbles in the circle game
Chase your tail until you prevail or to wake up in a Groundhog haze
Fall into a daily tailspin that stumbles in the circle game
Chase your tail until you prevail or to wake up in a Groundhog haze
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Hot To Trot
03:40
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My mind's ablaze like a forest fire
I'm twitchy as a flickering light
Maybe it's time that I retired
To the cover of the night
For too often the fear of missing out
Is a fear I'd rather live without
Wasted years are drying inside out
But I've no doubt
I'm going to rise like a burning phoenix
I'm going to blow like the Powder Plot
I'm going to blaze like a drunken beatnik
Bleary-eyed, still hot to trot
I'm bored of playing these same songs over and
Sick fed up of these three chords
Still I look for four-leaf clovers
In books written in child's scroll
I'm going to rise like a burning phoenix
I'm going to blow like the Powder Plot
I'm going to blaze like a drunken beatnik
Bleary-eyed, still hot to
Trotsky lingers in the working man's fingers
On your marks is merely a trigger
for bolshy people don't give up so easily
So reset your clay and mould
So all in all I've come to realise
There's an old soul in a baby's eyes
There's a twinkle in an ageing heart
Spark then flame to light the dark
I'm going to rise like a burning phoenix
I'm going to blow like the Powder Plot
I'm going to blaze like a drunken beatnik
Bleary-eyed, still hot to trot
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Rainy Day Lover
03:58
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Rainy Day Lover, no mac, umbrella
Or windbreaker for to wear
What's the use in worrying about the drizzle on your skin
And how it curls up your hair
My Rainy Day Lover
Rainy Day Lover, meteoric mover
Lace up your boots for the ride
Neap and ebb between the hailstones, slip and slide between the rails
Flouting all that's contrived
My Rainy Day Lover
Rainy Day Lover, black clouds don't govern her
Floundering out in the storm
Splashing puddles all around you and kicking mud up from the ground
You are blissfully soaked to the bone
My Rainy Day Lover
Her I do and with the morning dew
On the first light of May I will wash my face
And be rained with grace to shower our embrace
Rainy Day Lover, won't you come on over
And line up your fingers with mine
Go a-waltzing in the wet we will splash and splash and pirouette
Our rainy days intertwined
My Rainy Day Lover
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Leopard
03:36
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I broke through the heaving tide
To get to you, the fevered bride
Dressed in fresh pressed Sunday best
Unbeknown that I would soon be put to test
I walked in and caught you out
embraced in sin there was no doubt
That you did take me for a mug
And so it's due, I'll pull this rug from under you
Oil your shield and do not yield to those who would eschew
The promise not to break heart it's something I ask you
For if a Leopard cannot change its' spots then nor can you?
Drowned in sound that has no soul
I am dressed like a clown but my skin is
Older than its' years and my eyes are wide
With the fear of being tossed and turned in a bed of lies
Oil your shield and do not yield to those who would eschew
The promise not to break heart it's something I ask you
For if a Leopard cannot change its' spots then nor can you?
So fall in line and bend your ears
Forsake those who would feed your fears
And take a lend, play with your heart
Don't pretend that they won't keep you in the dark
Oil your shield and do not yield to those who would eschew
The promise not to break heart it's something I ask you
For if a Leopard cannot change its' spots then nor can you?
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Front Lines
04:28
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Stay a while now, hold the phone
Stay a while now, I don't want to be alone
Stay a moment, won't you humour me
One dull moment, let us shoot the breeze
Stay a while now, hold the fort
Stay a while now, be my last resort
Keep your heart with mine
Beat it on a dime
Keep your drum in time
Beat it on the front line
Stay a moment, won't you comfort me
One more moment, then I'll let you take your leave
For you stayed a life-time without rest
My fading life-line, there 'til my last breath
Keep your heart with mine
Beat it on a dime
Keep your drum in time
Beat it on the front line
Keep your heart with mine
Beat it on a dime
Keep your drum in time
Beat it on front lines
Keep your heart with mine
Beat it on a dime
Keep your drum in time
Beat it on the front line
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Sadder Day Song
03:07
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Here's a sadder day song for my lass
A song of longing for a time passed
With you in Museum Gardens on the grass
Here's a sadder day song for my lass
With the help of the wind on a January morning
A girl from Winchester blew me away
She stole my soul, even robbed my spirit
And kidnapped my boyish heart in one day
Here's a sadder day song for my lass
A song of longing for a time passed
With you in Museum Gardens on the grass
Here's a sadder day song for my lass
As I hear the train glide into the station
On the Northern Line that beats soft and true
The railway clock chimes in sweet celebration
That you are now here at the striking of two
Here's a sadder day song for my lass
A song of longing for a time passed
With you in Museum Gardens on the grass
Here's a sadder day song for my lass
And why must the sky fall when we are romancing?
A rainy parade to soak up the sun
But don't bank on the clouds to keep us from dancing
For together we're so wonderful the world turns
Here's a sadder day song for my lass
A song of longing for a time passed
With you in Museum Gardens on the grass
Here's a sadder day song for my lass
Still the days come and go without any fortune
Up North with the cold, down South by the sea
But my heart remains bold with endless ambition
So let's marry our daydreams, set our minds' free
Here's a sadder day song for my lass
A song of longing for a time passed
With you in Museum Gardens on the grass
Here's a sadder day song for my lass
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Sailors & Tailors
03:55
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Grenola Figlet, not a twiglet nor a twitch
At Marianne's so grand she worked hard with the stitch
And a hitch for the rich, Grenola Figlet
Down by the harbour where in ardour Figlet spied
A rugged sailor from the kale yard by and by
It was Bouf from the south down by the Clyde
Sailors and Tailors who fit so perfectly
Would not ask for anything more than a romance by the shore
Sailors and Tailors when spirits start to fail just let the wind prevail
Sailors and Tailors
And so Grenola stripped her finery and fey
Rolled up her borrowed sleeves and worked the Docker's Bay Cafe
Day to day
And Bouf in time he swapped the kale yard and the sea
Once sailor now a jailer, master of the key
And up to thee our souls to free, Bouf the Jailer
Sailors and Tailors who fit so perfectly
Would not ask for anything more than a romance by the shore
Sailors and Tailors just let your spirits sail
When the storm it blows a gale and all else starts to fail
Just let the wind prevail, Sailors and Tailors
Grenola Figlet once a cygnet, now a wife
To Bouf the Jailer, bailer of the daily strife
They do live a simple life
But now and then the lovers leave the Docker's Bay
The rugged sailor raises anchor from the Tay
And resplendent in her Finery and Fey, Grenola Figlet
Sailors and Tailors who fit so perfectly
Would not ask for anything more than a romance by the shore
Sailors and Tailors just let your spirits sail
When the storm it blows a gale and all else starts to fail
Just let the wind prevail, Sailors and Tailors
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Tu Eres Mi Media Naranja
04:29
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It's a curious table laid
Waiting patiently for trade
The worker-bees and fancy-frees of the Spring tide
Longing for a simpler scene
Where two lovers reconvene
Their ears to bend, their coffee blends in the sunshine
Tu Eres Mi Corazon, Tu Eres Mi Amor
Tu Eres Mi Media Naranja
Should I see you eye to eye
Some things money just can't buy
I'd walk the Blues in old brown shoes in a blinking
Just to see you face to face
Some things memory can't erase
I'd dry your tears and stop your feelings from sinking
Tu Eres Mi Corazon, Tu Eres Mi Amor
Tu Eres Mi Media Naranja
You are my true beating heart, you are my one true love
You are true, heart and soul
Still, Mitchell's melody remains
Tripping freely through my brain
And I can't refrain from feeling the pain of both sides now
Curled up in the easy chair
Painting circles in the air
Pretentiously, two scholars of imagination
Tu Eres Mi Corazon, Tu Eres Mi Amor
Tu Eres Mi Media Naranja
You are my true beating heart, you are my one true love
You are true, heart and soul
Tu Eres Mi Media Naranja
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Chest
04:00
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Your chest of memories, you left it to rust
Falling to your knees you sleep in the dust
But you won't always open your eyes
And you must come to realise
Your chest of memories won't outlast your days
So fall onto your knees and pray, pray, pray
For you can always ask advice
You need only listen twice
Buried Treasure it's so hard to find
In the deep blues of your eyes
Lost in measures that you did confide
Fortified in the deep blues of your mind
Your chest of memories, you drowned with your sorrows
So fall onto your knees and beg, steal or borrow
For your olive branch has gone with the wind
Your second chances have worn thin
So cash your advances once again
Buried Treasure it's so hard to find
In the deep blues of your eyes
Lost in measures that you did confide
Fortified in the deep blues of your mind
Your chest of memories, it splinters and burns
so rise up off your knees and turn, turn, turn
To the season of the sun
To the summer of '81
Your time on the trigger of a gun
Buried Treasure now so hard to find
In the deep blues of your eyes
Lost in measures that you did confide
Fortified in the deep blues of your mind
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10. |
Lost,Now Found
03:17
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I would not want you to leave
Lost, lost in the dark
Without a spark
I would not want you to fade
Like the end of a song
That you want to cling on
Brightly the moon it shines
Softly lays you down
Out of sight, out of mind you're lost, now found
Raking around in the soil
Queen, Queen of the spade
A posy for your parade
And parsley for to trade
Brightly the moon it shines
Softly lays you down
Out of sight, out of mind you're lost, now found
And so down to the cold North Sea
Cast your reveries wide to the welcoming tide
Still but for your memories, hold them tight
Brightly the moon it shines
Softly lays you down
Out of sight, out of mind you're lost, now found
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gary stewart York, UK
Gary Stewart is a Scottish singer/songwriter who has carved out a strong fan-base in his adopted home of Yorkshire with songs about paranoia, love & prostitution. When not playing his own shows the left-hander plays drums for fellow Bandcampers Hope+Social, runs the Gaslight Club in Leeds and performs up & down the U.K performing Paul Simon's classic album 'Graceland' with his 7-piece band. ... more
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Molehills out of Mountains
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Really great,accomplished group of musicians with a lovely sounding debut album : )
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The Blackout (single)
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Great songs,a great acoustic guitar player and all-round nice guy : )
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I really didn't think I could love your music anymore than I do....but this album is by far the best yet! From the catchy Chorus in Dancing Into Nothing, and the gorgeous masterpiece that is This Time, to all the beautiful intricacies running throughout the 11 stunning tracks....you guys should be super proud of what you've achieved! So dig deep everyone and buy this album, I can't recommend it enough!
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Happy Bread (and Cruel Hangovers)
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I think the line "...the one where Edward set himself on fire" might be my favourite lyric ever. Another great album, that'll be filling my ears for months and months. <3
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Sorry I'm So Sensitive
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The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed.
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