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1. |
Slow Down Young Hearts
05:22
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Mourning hearts, warm embers un-choked
Swallowed words, still stuck in your throat,
Raw thoughts untamed, in grief you would drown
Like a fire left un-stoked your heart dies down
Chorus -
Slow Down Young Hearts,
Youth leaves us soon out of reach
But dont go to slow
life's full of new things to seek
Crazy Heart, your loss still saddens this town
these three years, you've been taken away
Faded away, only pictures remain
Swallowed years you'll never regain
A brave broad smile you would share,
One look at those pictures and we'll soon be there
Chorus
Stay Slow, Slow Down
Live Fast Young Hearts
Throw to the wind all your cares
but dont go too soon,
your loss would be too much to bare
Mourning Hearts take comfort and pride,
in the albums of youth as Time passes by.
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2. |
What's on my Mind?
02:54
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I have Dreams,
that shatter when I cry,
but my life seems,
like a million mirrors falling from the sky
we lay side by side,
no words between us said
but a thousand lies wont hide from you
whats happening in my head
Chorus -
What's on my mind?
What's on my mind?
I've been crying for six days and I still cant find
the words to say what's playing on my mind
At night I go to sleep
to wet pillows Im confined
with a pain skin deep, for in sleep I leave my worried mind behind
so take your chance right now
kick me while I'm down
because I'm coming back somehow
and when I do I'll be reaching for your crown
chorus
They say bad things come in threes
well I've had my taste of ten
nine lives gone
it must be time to live again
so I take my chance and fly
I'll open up my wings
paint patterns in the sky, while I
pay for all your sins
Chorus
And I promise you I'm feeling better, but it could be a change in weather
and I promise you things will change, but I tried before and they stayed the same..
And I promise you I'm feeling better, but it could be a change in weather
and I promise you things will change, but I tried before and they stayed the same..
...because I might not find
the words to say what's playing on my mind.
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3. |
Born Wild
03:31
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We move through the forest as the day fades to night
the trees shed their seeds to dance in the light
the darkness creeps in to magic we conceed
its everything around us, its the air we breath
Chorus
Take one more step, in this light
hold your sister's hand, hold it tight
Take one more step, in this light
hold your sister's hand, and it's gonna be alright
Its a long way home through thick tunnels of gorse
the canopy bent wild by nature's true force
there's an essence in the air the scent of a tomb
the cocunutty smell as the gorse-flower blooms
Chorus
we see eyes all around us, staring from the trees
we get spooked by the movement of the leaves on the breeze
we're paranoid, but wrapped up warm,
nothing's gonna get us no, we are safe from harm
We are almost home, shadows leave your mind,
you slip my hand, your were born wild
We are almost home, shadows leave your mind
you slip my hand, you were born,
you were born wild
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4. |
White Rose
03:36
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This is the village your grandad was raised
these are the lanes, on which he did play
these are the words, the words he would sing,
lets sing them together so they don't die with him
Chorus
Hills valleys and moors,
Yorkshire's in my heart
and I hope I'm in yours
Woods, wolds and wykes,
at the centre of my heart
grows a rose that is white.
This is poem your great Grandad wrote,
he couldn't spell, but he meant what was spoken
of the Daffies that bloom at Easter each spring
these are the words, lets sing them with him
chorus
This is the town your Granny was raised
and this is the organ that her daddy played
this is the field where your ancestors lay
you bear their names, You bear their name
Chorus
well in one hundred years, they'll not sing of old tom
Yorkshire's a place, the place he was from
this is a song, a song he would sing
lets sing it together so it wont die with him
chorus.
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5. |
Great Lakes of Silver
04:24
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Late nights and mornings
we face the winds of change
as these new days are dawning
the headwinds entice us to stay
Chorus
And the sun shines down
coating the last of the dusk in fine colours
stretching tall shadows till they cover the ground
and the twilight takes
well I'll stay the night swim in great lakes of silver
stay till the morning, swim in great lakes of gold
Long days in duvets, with glasses of water
Late nights wishing that we would not grow old
as the sun comes through, gaps in the curtains
we'll go out side, we must be bold
the path winds on, and you must leave these far isles behind
but you will keep going, for your hearts as strong as your mind
And choirs of angels float down the river, Roman parades, they pass us by
and all of the bright gold soaked in the rain fall
queens and princes they wont change my mind
Well maybe one day, we'll meet in Scarborough
The sunrise on the north sea, calling you home
the sunrise on the north sea calling you home
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6. |
Fool Comfort Me
03:29
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well its always a chore
to wake in the morning
and a labourers life
normality is too cruel
but its never a job
to be the centre of attention
and its never a job
to play the fool
Chorus
Fool Comfort Me, when your lover's heart it is breaking,
tell me, what have you done?
Time passes by
relentlessly chasing your path round the sun
the mundanity of life, will be your undoing
Time flies as fast you like
you never keep count when you're like a kite
and you play for your freinds and you dance through the night
oh you never regret a thing
chorus
There at the party where the fun never stops
you're mister charisma on top of the pops
you'r out on the town and you're painting it red
Fool comfort me.
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7. |
Dance Through the Night
04:13
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The last few flowers of spring are wilting
and the last few days of April are soon to come and go
with the promise of the summer and the threat of further snow
we'll head to the hills we'll pray for summer.
(chorus)
we'll dance through the night and we'll dance through the storms
we'll dance through the night, 'til the very next morn
we'll dance through the night and we'll dance through the storms
we'll dance through the night, 'til the lily white dawn
The heat from the hall brings a glow to our faces
The band are ready and the dancers are quick up off the flaw
through the rise and fall of dresses I see her in the corner of the hall
Surrounded by the village boys, who try their chances one and all
(chorus)
When all the boys have given up their chances
well I'll run to her and take her I will take her by the hand;
although we're not the first to dance, we're sure to have the best romance,
I see it in her eyes this evening
Oh the beer and wine are overflowing
the more we drink the more that we know, we ought to get going.
With the promise of her hand, I won't let her down,
except on the outside, where we will not be found, we'll not be found
(chorus)
The sunrise brings a glimpse of heaven
and with its rays the chorus are soon to awaken
with the calling of the black bird and the answer from the wren
we all call out slowly for this summer not to end not to end
(chorus)
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8. |
The Moon
03:48
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Its a calm night, a cool night
all the birds they take flight, to the red sky
they circle round in thermals
they leave without a goodbye
and we'll go to the cliff tops
and we'll watch, we'll watch the sun drop
and we'll pray til the next day
til the moon comes out to play
Chorus
A neap tide with a new moon
when the birds fly and they swoop down on sand dunes
a spring tide in the winter
when the waves crash high over you
My New Moon! Full Moon!
She rises like the Sun, fat and full
never too bright or too dull
she takes her place up high behind the herringbone sky
and illuminates the clouds with her silver tie dye
Chorus
Well we're the silhouettes of natural minarets
we stand five miles high
are calls to prayer and answered, singing to the sky
and we'll go to the cliff tops
and we'll watch, we'll watch the sun drop
and we'll pray til the next day
til the moon comes out to play
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9. |
Seven Long Years
03:13
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Oh its been seven long years since you went away to fight your war
and for the dying soldiers your coming home to fight no more
The garden gate is open, but the path is overgrown
and the only way of walking to your broken home, is over broken stones,
and the house it needs re-mending, but there is never enough time,
for these seven years of absence, left your mind behind,
they left your mind behind.
Chorus
The flowers they are wilting but the brambles they grow fine,
when Autumn comes along, you will pick the berries to make the wine,
but the fruit it needs fermenting, there's never enough time
for these seven years of absence left your mouth dry, they left your mouth dry
Chorus
The boxes in your front room, they wont unpack themselves,
nor will all of memories, come back to you when you are good with health
your family that's missing, they'll never come your way
for these seven years of torture, they are yours to stay
all the medals that you won, you know full well wont mean a thing x 2
Chorus
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Lonely
02:24
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There's a whole lot of people
walking on my on my path
and they are getting in my way
with no need or purpose of being there
to you they've nothing to say
no you'll never feel lonely in the middle of a crowd, all strange faces no friends around
there's a whole lot of walking,
ain't doing so much talking,
not to you anyhow
There's a hustle, there's a bustle
hear the rustle of newspapers in this crowd
No you'll never feel lonely in the middle of a crowd, all strange faces no friends around
The walls of society will not let you in,
there's a big sign, you're not welcome
no the landlady must not like your kin, or conversation you would be in
There's a laughing and a clapping on the inside, but your view through the window is all you get,
but then you realise that without you that they're the ones bereft
No you'll never feel lonely in the middle of a crowd, all strange faces no friends around
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Sir Tom Watton Edinburgh, UK
Passionate, Resonant & Nostalgic
A storyteller, singer-songwriter and entertainer. Tom
writes songs which tell stories from his own weird world.
His fingerpicking guitar style and his lyrics are eloquently emotive and unique.
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