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City of Man
04:48
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Here I am
Inevitably in the city of man
Here the writing is on the wall
Between you and me there is nothing at all
It’s a world of flashing signs
It’s a world of speed
Ooh wee turn out the lights
I’ve been awake too long
But I’ll be alright
If I can get to sleep tonight
Here nothing is ever fixed
Here you live just to exist
Here beauty is deformed
There by a perfect world of forms
Here everything just grows to rot
Here you’ll inherit what your parents should never have been taught
Here you see how bad it gets
Here the worst hasn’t even happened yet
It’s a world of high ideals
It’s a world of changing facts
Ooh wee turn out the lights
I’ve been in here too long
It ain’t right
I’ll try to get some sleep tonight
Here I am
Inevitably in the city of man
Here if you’re lucky you can catch a glimpse
Over the wall at something better than this
I found you in this big old world
It’s not so big at all
Ooh wee turn out the lights
High up in the sky
A satellite
Sails into the night
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As the daylight dims
We cast shadows on a scrim
A reality so thin
And all I want is to live a wild life
And die a quiet death
In the arms of a melody to carry me home
We come together and separate
We’re all tied up in what we create
Our love, our hate
My head is crammed with crisis talk
Hand-me-down ideas and thoughts
Bad news I can’t use
Cuz all I want is to live a wild life
And die a quiet death
In the arms of a melody to carry me home
I am breathless and bare
Quite alone but not in despair
Beauty is everywhere
Will we ever get it straight?
Can we find a steady state
A higher vision to embrace
But all I want is to live a wild life
And die a quiet death
In the arms of a melody to carry me home
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Kythira
04:28
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I’m at the top of the hill
And I can see the earth spill
Pink white petals across the fields
I’m taking in the whole view
And this old world is still new
Crystal rivers run past the ruins
I am an oak
You are a linden tree
We live together on the Ionian sea
I’m at the top of the hill
And I can hear the church bell
Years pass between us and nothing is lost
I’m looking into your eyes
And there’s no one to find there
Clouds pass forever across the blue
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Sometimes it feels like I’m gonna break
But to give up now would be a mistake
Open your eyes, look all around
This is our time, this is our town
We've come this far, we'll get there soon
I've got a lot riding on you
I know it hurts but we’ve got to be strong
The way that we lived is forever gone
We’ll never cure all that is sick
We’ll never fix what can’t be fixed
But we are not broken, just licking our wounds
And I’ve got a lot riding on you
Sometimes it seems like nothing will take
But to give up now would be a mistake
The night is over, here comes the dawn
I feel a second wind coming on
Our love is old, but we’ll make it new
And I have got so much riding on you
Lalalalala lalalala
I've got a lot riding on you
Lalalalala lalalala
I've got a lot riding on you
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5. |
Song of You
02:50
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He woke up before the sun
Washed his face and left and took his gun
And carried it to the woods
He came to his favourite place
On the beach beside the frozen lake
And he held the view
And the song of you
He used to sing to you
She heard the shot from their bed
Behind the trees the sky was turning red
The birds were singing too
The song of you
He used to sing to you
It was the song of you
That he would leave you to
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I found myself wandering
Around the old neighbourhood
On a hot sunny day in the autumn
It was strange but it felt good
The tree-lined road was golden
And my sense impressions were strong
The houses looked the same
But the people were gone
On Strathearn lawn
Kissed by a boy
His hair was blond
I was overjoyed
When the wind lifted the leaves in the air
I felt the spirit everywhere
I passed the baseball diamond
The gardens and the pool
The train tracks and the churchyard
The hockey rink and school
My memories were overflowing
And my heart was like a bowl
But there was no one here that I knew, not a soul
In Strathearn park
Kissed by a girl
Her hair was dark
She was out of this world
When the wind scattered the leaves on the ground
I felt the spirit all around
Finally I reached the house
Where I was born and raised
I’d been standing there a long time
When I saw a familiar face
It was ol’ Carolina
She said: “Sorry about your mom.”
And when I wept she took me in her arms
It isn’t these places
That you call home
They’re only the traces
Of people you’ve known
When the wind blew the dead leaves on the grass
I felt the spirit going past
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Waking Life
04:37
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She is standing in her coat
And it’s ten below now
She is looking down the restless road
The bus should be here in three minutes time
She is fourty-two years old
And it’s starting to show now
Still she wasn’t sad to see him go
And she doesn’t want another man
But when she falls asleep
Her mind comes unattached
She cries into the deep
Gone! Gone! Oh my love – gone.
She is tired of the refrain
And she’s tired of teaching
She would like to reframe, yes
But she’s faithful to the life she chose
He was trying to change her style
He was over-reaching
But she really did believe him when
He said: “I want to be a better man”
And at the water’s edge
Limitless and dark
He held her in his arms
Gone! Gone! Oh my love – gone.
Now she’s thinking of her dad
And his forces failing
Oh but mama won’t forsake him, no
Even though he says that she’s to blame
Was he ever really true?
Did he ever face her?
Didn’t he want to replace her?
He was in a race against the time
Now she’s looking down the road
And it’s never-ending
And she whispers into her coat
That she doesn’t want another man
She doesn’t want another man
She doesn’t want another man
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8. |
At the Celebration
04:20
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We gathered at the lake
The bride arrived a little late
Clouds were blowing in
But it didn’t matter
The groom said his vows
The father of the bride laughed out loud
Then the rings exchanged
Cause some things never change
The thunder clapped the rain
A glass was shattered
And mama is trying to keep her face on straight
And the cameraman is on MDMA
Turn the music up
Drown another cup
Whispering to the future
Impossible
We hit the road that night
The fog was thick in our headlights
Remembering our day
At the cathedral
Opportunity was there
But we didn’t have a prayer
Oh my love is far
The little things are getting hard
Like passing through the eye of a needle
And mama is finishing off her fifth drink
Now she’ll tell you what she really thinks
The odds are slim to none
At least we’re having fun
Leaning into the future
Impossible
Praise be to the bride and groom
As they go stumbling to a darkened room
Given half a chance
They’ll stake it all on that
Racing into the future
Unstoppable
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Oblivion
02:51
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None of this will endure
None of this was ever yours
There’s no room, there’s no light
There’s no touch, no sight
And I’ll toss this song
Like a coin into the pond
Now’s the time to release
All your fine memories
The day is done, but not too soon
The sun has gone to kiss the moon
And the ones we used to know
Arrange a rainbow
Oh I know I’ll never grasp
An architecture so vast
I’ll give up my complaint
And fall in love with my fate
Oblivion
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Daniel Isaiah Montreal, Québec
With every album I try to give myself some new challenge. For Only One Left, I learned how to produce my own recordings at home. For my upcoming LP I learned to play piano, and wrote all of the songs on that instrument. I work hard on the lyrics. I try to boil my ideas down into plain and simple language. The simpler the better. ... more
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