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There Was A Time
04:50
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There Was A Time
You lived on a street - south side of town
You’d call me up and I would come around
I would stay a while; sometimes I’d stay the night
Wind my way back to my place, lit by street lights
We’ve worked this out, nobody need take the blame
Now I wind my way back to ours, taking biblical names
Hang a right on Hope, carry on past Canaan
Just about made it home, had a few but I still…
I still know the way home
There was a time when neither of us knew
If we were gonna make it through
Was it a fundamental difference we faced?
Or just a different point of view?
Sometimes tempers they get frayed
Sometimes best laid plans can change
We sometimes get lost along the way
But I know you and me - we’ll be OK
There was a time when neither of us knew
If we were gonna make it through
Was it a fundamental difference we faced?
Or just a different point of view?
There was a time when neither of us knew
If we were gonna make it through
Was it a fundamental difference we faced?
Or just a different point of view?
There was a time…
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Dead Sunflowers
03:26
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Dead Sunflowers
Teeth that grind and gears that shift
Halted progress and mesial drift
The pain that comes with work and life
Ties get severed by rusty knives
Feelings get clouded by heartbreak and alcohol
Those missing years don't really matter at all
You made my year when you said I do
I hated what I put you through
Dead sunflowers - sitting on the fireplace
Tied up in knots then I see your face
This feeling's got me hypnotised
There’s a few more lines written around your eyes
I called you last night from AN other place
You mistook my words for a display of new found faith
When I said I loved G sus well I meant the chord
So many ways to talk with the lord
But now the pews are looking empty
What about the gifts you said you'd send me?
Dead sunflowers - sitting on the fireplace
Tied up in knots then I see your face
This feeling's got me hypnotised
There’s a few more lines written around your eyes
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3. |
Being Lazy
04:11
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Being Lazy
You know I can go out dancing
And I can still have fun
I can sit here on my own
I don’t need anyone
I’ll read books I’ll never finish
Dream of flying, then I’ll fall
Tell myself a million times
I don’t need you at all
But it’s not me being lazy
And I don’t feel so low
There’s nothing left around me
And nowhere left to go
I don’t miss you so much
It’s not like my whole world revolves around you
I wish I’d never found you
I could learn a brand new language
But all my talk seems dumb
I could travel round the world
Kid myself I’m on the run
Take all the drink and all the drugs
That change the way I see
I tried it all before
It’s never been enough for me
But it’s not me being lazy
And I don’t feel so low
There’s nothing left around me
And nowhere left to go
I don’t miss you so much
It’s not like my whole world revolves around you
I wish I’d never found you
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4. |
Red Clay Hill
04:45
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Red Clay Hill
Last night I dreamt that I took a walk in an Ansel Adams picture
Saw Half-Dome bathed in monochrome
And on one heel I had a blister
Took off my boots to ease the pain
Then put them back on against my will
When I woke I knew the time had come to climb Red Clay Hill
That hill commands the land that surrounds the house in which we live
Bisects the motorways where I spend most of my days
Reminds me I have more to give
It was there where I first found you
When we felt winter's bitter chill
So will you walk with me again upon Red Clay Hill
From the top you can see the runways and lights from the air traffic tower
Where jet planes carry people to the skies at over a hundred miles an hour
Buzzards rule the skies above me
Eyeing their next kill
Next time you go, please look below
that might be me on Red Clay Hill
If we go up one side
We can go down another
I first came up here alone
But we went down together
It was there where I first found you
When we felt winter's bitter chill
So will you walk with me again upon Red Clay Hill
It was there where I first found you
When we felt winter's bitter chill
And when I leave this earth you can bury me on Red Clay Hill
You can bury me on Red Clay Hill
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Idaho
04:06
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Idaho
For the first time
my heart has been a subject of the past
Promises, they don’t last
Nothing changes
an endless search to know the reason why
It's the last time I will try
I never thought that Idaho was west
I never thought of Idaho
I never thought of you as knowing best
I never thought of letting go
Safe for now
we're holed up in the embassy
But there are no guarantees
Curtains twitch
strung out and our nerves are shot
Just want to hold on to what we've got
I never thought that Idaho was west
I never thought of Idaho
I never thought of you like all the rest
I never thought of letting go
Rolling on is all we know
and where the tide, it moves, we go..
I never thought that Idaho was west
I never thought of Idaho
I never thought of you as knowing best
I never thought of letting go
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6. |
Better Than Yesterday
04:04
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Better Than Yesterday
I used to talk to you for hours on the payphone by the store
Last time I visited my folks it wasn't even there anymore
Letting go was bad, but what is worse
Is not even having the guts to hang up first
Now I need to find something else to do
with all this loose change and these memories of you
Trading on past glories won't do you much good
It's just a way of never moving on at the end of the day
Now I understand what you meant
In that tear stained letter you sent
It might feel a little weird
but it's gotta be better than yesterday
Better than yesterday
I stole your heart and you broke mine
Empty promises and pick up lines
Looking for a reason to get on with our lives
Remembering you sitting next to me asleep in the passenger seat
The smell of the forest in the air and the bitter taste of defeat
I think the radio was on they were playing your favourite song
I just left you sleeping so I could enjoy the refrain
Better than yesterday
You don't need me and I don't need you
There's a piece of the sky that's painted blue
You don't need me and I don't need you
There's a piece of the sky that's painted blue
And that’s the place I'm headed to
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7. |
The Girl On The Hill
05:44
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The Girl on the Hill
The Girl on the Hill
Same city, different time
We were younger then
We had nothing but time
You were sweet
Lots of guys wanted you bad
Other girls had the looks
But none had the kind heart you had
We never kissed but I stayed the night one time
We held each other for a little while
Now she's gone and it's a crying shame
She'll live forever in the sunshine
She'll live forever in the sunshine
Ever present in those summer days
She had the same name as that Ben Folds song
I'd sing it all the time
I memorised every line
After the party I walked her home through the park
Just to make sure she got home alright
I left her smiling in the pouring rain
She'll live forever in the sunshine
She'll live forever in the sunshine
I left her smiling in the pouring rain
In the sunshine’s where she’ll stay
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8. |
Metagama
03:55
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Metagama
Where have all the young men gone
Their love and laughter lost
Who will fill the silence
Now their voices are just ghosts
Who will toil on the land
And who will walk the moors and sands
With my daughters
With my daughters
Who will make the old men laugh
To see their lives lived new
And who will take the old maid's arm
To lead her to her pew
Who will now grow old
And live a tale fit to be told
With my daughters
With my daughters
Take your Sunday suit off
To protect it from the sea
Was your mother's way of saying
'Keep you safe my love, you're part of me'
Crossing over to the Great Dominion
Metagama
Metagama
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9. |
Moby Doll
06:11
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Moby Doll
Set out in '64
Saturna Island from the Vancouver shore
Cloud cover looked like rain
Left before she woke so I wouldn't
Have to explain
Harpoon was set up on the rocks
Towed her all the way back to the dry dock
I wanted her to disappear
The local tribesmen around here - showed a healthy fear
The men in the bars twisted tales - over too many beers
They called them blackfish, killers and the wolves of the sea
But it's not right to keep a soul in captivity
Were they misunderstood or were we out of touch?
There's a mean streak hidden in all of us
In all of us…
The story broke the people gathered round
Everybody visited from every single town
My copy got picked up & syndicated
Turns out success is overrated
They called them blackfish, killers and the wolves of the sea
But it's not right to keep a heart in captivity
When is 'just a little bit more' just a little bit too much?
There's a mean streak visible in all of us
In all of us…
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The End Of The Golden Age
It was St Andrew’s Day, you were leaving
I remember it well, you didn’t really like that day
I asked you why, you replied ‘It means nothing’
Did you mean us or the celebration of our patron saint?
I used to keep your air mail letters
Tied up in a bundle in a drawer
Now they’re gone I think I threw them out
Didn’t need them anymore
So look up to the sky, kid
Don’t lose your sense of wonder, boy
This might be the end of the golden age
Can’t you hear the rolling thunder?
So look up to the sky, kid
Don’t lose your sense of wonder, boy
This might be the end of the golden age
The fairground was back on the village green
You could smell diesel fumes and candy floss in the air
The lights from the rides they lit up the night sky
And there were young lovers everywhere
So look up to the sky, kid
Don’t lose your sense of wonder, boy
This might be the end of the golden age
Can’t you hear the rolling thunder?
So look up to the sky, kid
Don’t lose your sense of wonder, boy
This might be the end of the golden age
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The Wynntown Marshals Edinburgh, UK
Formed in Edinburgh in 2007, The Marshals tip their hat to The Jayhawks, Wilco, Drive-By Truckers, Tom Petty, Ryan Adams &
Neil Young.
Their sound can loosely be described as ‘country rock' with powerpop hooks, but they love layered guitars, catchy choruses and have an unabashed belief in the power of rock music as a storytelling medium.
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