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Slumbering Giants
04:47
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I wish that I could see
much further than I can today
but the rain obscures everything
beyond the trees
I wish that I had known
how we both looked when we were young
when all we had was time to kill
I've looked and looked for days
and lost count of the times I've called your name
the hours slip away
but still you're gone
I wish that I could feel
your presence now or hear your voice
in the hills; like slumbering giants
as night time falls
I miss the way you sang
so sweetly when you thought that I
was far enough away I'd never hear
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2. |
To Reims
04:03
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take me at my word
no-one has to see what was done here
you've grown so strong
but we'll have to go a little further
so call up your troops
and lead them through the gate
you'll look just like a work of art
Joan of Arc
these battles will be won
just hold onto your faith
I won't leave you swimming in the dark
Joan of Arc
wait for the sign
you have never been so far
wait for the sign
I have never felt so close to you
so call up your troops
and lead them to their fates
you'll look just like a work of art
Joan of Arc
your head remains unbowed
though the flames are lifting higher
and I'm dying of a broken heart
Joan of Arc
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3. |
The Ghost of the King
03:04
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to the ghost of the king
who was once in control of nearly everything
may his bones lay untouched;
free from the clutches of those who might gain too much
how he called his finest men
and they charged into the night
and they faced down the blackness
as they drew to the source of the light
to the thoughts of the queen
it's been five hundred years since she fled the scene
as the men scaled the walls
well, she knew in that moment she would surely fall
and she called for her release
she was begging for her life
as they threw her from the tower
so she drew to the source of the light
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4. |
Symmetries
04:14
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with fingers knit, undressed we fled
into the dank and wizened fells
amidst milk mists and waterfalls
into love's jeopardy we delved
remember to spit out the seeds
bitter leaves infusing enmity
don't pretend to be yourself
when it's clear you're someone else
symmetries in dreams
florescent flowers unfurl
majestic spectral plumes beyond the screen
vanilla vapours spiral
languid lions entwine
through iris glass bright blackbirds sing
and white cattle-dappled meadows green
in lamplight's jaundice kiss my lip
as tempers' splinters lash and lick
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5. |
Heath
05:00
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say it again, or help me to my feet if you would
the way is paved with secrets hidden in the stones
and truth be told, I always forget what you'd've done
cos I'm a hopeless case, I'd never find my way alone
cos when the wind blows I lose my sense of direction
and the trees close in; my mind fills up with doubt
and the moon glows on her distant throne of darkness
and you're waiting up ahead
well, the game is up
as the night grows cold
and your voice is faltering
at the way to go
high in the hills we chase each second to the ground
down at the river's edge the water doesn't seem to want to flow
and if I were younger I'd swear these shadows were taunting us
far be it from me to question every single thing you know
but when the wind blows you lose your sense of direction
and the trees close in; your eyes fill up with doubt
and the moons glows on her distant throne of darkness
and you're falling way behind
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6. |
A Fleeting Vision
04:40
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The Bitter Lake Chorley, UK
Folk indie trio, The Bitter Lake - Stuart Smythe (vox, guitar, piano), Thomas Corrigan (vox, viola, guitar) and Adam Kendall (drums). New music coming soon!
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