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Anita on the Banks
05:20
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The nights were an agony of heat
That crawled in our rooms in our bodies in our sleep
I jumped from my dreams
I scrambled and screamed
“Let me out of my skin!”
And I started to spin
I burned for the breeze
I turned to receive
But was never appeased
Anita, she stepped on the banks
Drew me under the water
And laughed when I thanked her
“Don’t be so polite”
She kissed me and fled
I followed her go with my eyes
I turned back to the shoreline
With the sun on the rise
And I sank in the sand
All washed in red
And my soul was rudely stirred
By the notes on the water that I heard
A yawning melody
Lifting itself from the sea
That morning I caught the first one straight outta town
I knew you were waiting for me but I needed to be on my own
I just couldn’t keep it up
Carrying your cup
Through the pathways of blame
Shackled and shamed
I will feel my way
Feel my way
Out of your mind
I studied the ruins in the sky
I saw how they stood so incredibly high
I couldn’t reach for that
No, why would I try?
So I spun a little song
I don’t know where it went
But it flew from my tongue
And my voice shot above
The black symphony
Oh Anita, where are you now?
Won’t you come back and show me how
To sing your morning song
Oh bring me back to the dawn
On the banks where the moment was held
And time itself stood still
I’m packing up all of my books and my stereo
You can have them if you want them now
I’m cutting off all of my ties to the family line
They only tied me down
I’m leaving this country behind me
Won’t hesitate
I might be wrong but it’s not too late
I’m stepping into the night
With a killer's eye
I’m going to make it mine
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2. |
High Twilight
04:33
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The Graces dance in circles
You watch them from the stairs
They are so into each other
Weave patterns in the air
They asked you to join
But you couldn't get your legs going
Well you never were a dancer
Never had much flair
I got a good start on the wrong course
Skipping over the snakes and up the ladders
Now I'm standing in the ruins of my ambition
And my vision is deserting me
Everything's gone black and white
In the high twilight
The Graces kissed your eyelids
And wrapped you in their robes
Before your skin was spotted
And your mouth was filled with gold
But you keep playing them down
These memories of your home town
That steal into your slumber
Draw water from a stone
I saw the diamond road and I took it
I made a lot of friends but they were crooked
A cold hand reached out and I shook it
I made so many mistakes
Now it's to late to put em right...
In the high twilight
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3. |
Emma Grace
04:02
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Emma Grace just blew in
From across the deep blue ocean
The landlocked mamas can breathe easy now
They were getting so impatient
For Emma Grace you waited
Longer than they would have it
You won’t ever do what’s expected from you
Unless it rhymes to your own reason
The wild winds gust, whip the dust
Cities fall into the sea
But I promise you a thousand moons
And the big blue sky between
Who told you there’s nothing new under the sun?
Show them what you found my little one!
The child meets the morning
Skippin’ on the lawn
A distant voice calls her to
The silver lake beyond
Oh Emma you will outrun
The limits they insist on
You can’t please ‘em all if you did you’d only stall
So follow your legs wherever they may lead you
The wild winds gust, whip the dust
Cities drown in the sea
But I promise you a thousand moons
And the big blue in between
Who told you there’s nothing left to be done?
Well that’s not how we live my little one!
Walk on child, go on, go on alone
Remember you can always turn turn turn back home
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4. |
The Naked Night
04:09
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I bang my little drum in the City of the Dead
I gotta keep time, you know I'm keeping good time
At the end of the line
It's one-two-three-four
Death comes knocking on your door
And he's counting on you
To keep count too
It's higher than heaven and deeper than hell
Why the worm flies where the rebel angel fell
Feels right marching to the naked night
Nothing to hide and nothing to prove
Everybody keeping it going on these burning streets
Silver voices and strings, oh here comes the king
Checkmate eyes
Aw come on now join the band
We can always use another man
To play this one last song forevermore
It's higher than heaven and deeper than hell
Why the worm flies where the rebel angel fell
Feels right, shake into the naked night
Nothing here to keep, nothing to lose
I seek you in the tragic
Turn you into a monument
Now comedy's in season
But your best lines were an accident
Oh my temple!
Oh my temple is just a wall!
I seek you in the tragic
Turn you into a monument
Battered by the seasons
But nothing's ever permanent
History is a nightmare and I'm at the end of it
At the end of my days, a million miles away
From my enemy
When the trumpets strike that chord
That you've never heard before
We'll be one chained to the drum
We'll be one-two-three-forevermore
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5. |
Lady Moon So Far Away
03:43
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friday night in the city
shut the windows tight
they’re raising the dead on the boulevard
but i lost my graveyard appetite
smoke another cigarette.
just one more before i quit.
oh I've gone and strayed
lady moon is so far away
my heart turns idle thoughts
round and round the gyre
i feel so disconnected
especially from my friends
our small talk makes me weary
of time, death and accident
should we stay in montreal?
they’re sending for the berlin wall.
oh i’m gone and strayed
lady moon is so far away
my heart turns idle thoughts
round & round the gyre
friday night in the city
now i’m dying to get out
the girls drink me under the table
and the handsome men don’t put out
i stumble home but can’t get in.
locked my ass right out again.
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6. |
J'habite un pays
02:44
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J’habite un pays
Qui n’a pas de frontières
Rien à défendre, aucune vérité
Ni de récit de victoire à chanter
Pas de drapeau qui tan/gue, que des draps de la peau
Plusieurs langues pour embrasser mes maux
Je traverse mes vents et marées
Sans même quitter ma maison
J’habite un pays
Qui n’a pas de frontières
Je quitte et reviens, rien à déclarer
Valises sous mes yeux, je voyage léger
Mon territoire est libre, mais j’en reste le roi
Des millions de sujets, peu de lois
Je me bats sans fusil sans épée
À la tête de mon armée de rêves
Et parfois quand vient la marée haute
Des bateaux jettent l’ancre sur mes côtes
Mon pays a d’accueillant rivages
Où les proues viennent causer leurs dommages
Il est l’hôte de multiples naufrages
J’habite un pays
Qui n’a pas de frontières
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7. |
Candlemaker Row
03:40
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Edinburgh, jewel in the wind
Soaked in rain when we rolled in
Hand in hand, but we were on our own
On Candlemaker Row
We fought the day and wrestled the light
I’ll throw my name against the night
It’s of no use to me, I’m a shadow
On Candlemaker Row
The streets took us crooked moving hungry
Searching for the bottom of the flame.
And Nirene Queen of the cooks, Hawk and Hook
Drove me into the plain
The wind howled behind the rock:
“I’ll wind you down to dust”
The gifts are faded now
And beauty’s failed to
Keep protected the awful signs
Of your decline
My mind just slipped on the rainy steps
Where the children pass
To our spirit home
On Candlemaker Row
The night followed footsteps, chased and tripped us
Dragged me down, held me in the deep
The drugs lifted us mad breathing fire
Dropped us on the other side of speech
The wind it grinned behind the rock:
“The face is flesh that’s all”
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8. |
The Hours
05:16
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My heart’s in the East but the work is out West
I’m sitting on the fence
Trying to make sense of the hours
Every move is numbered to prove
You cannot claim ‘em
Might as well blame it on the hours
Help me along
Send my little song
To the great big ear
Ringing in the sun
I’m sounding my way
From the shadows
With a melody meant
Like an arrow
Everyone tricks and everyone cheats
But nobody wins
When they go to swindle the hours
Hide under a rock, or throw it at the clock
Still that ticking
Who’s that fixing the hours?
Help me along
Lift my weary song
To the great big ear
Beating like a drum
I’m sounding my way
From the shadows
With a melody meant
Like an arrow
Some will turn their woes to use
They’re used to the struggle
Got good at juggling the hours
Me, I curse the empty sky
You’ll still hear the traces
Long after I slip through the spaces between the hours
Help me along
Drive my battle song
Through the great big ear
Bleeding in the sun
I’m sounding my way
From the shadows
With a melody meant
Like an arrow
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9. |
Mélissa
03:18
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10. |
Ogygia
03:44
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The sun lifts off the sea
Cycladic walls flush pink
A whistle in the street
It’s day
Oh my love is a lion
When I feel to find you
Lying here
Calypso circles the square
Sets vine leaves in your hair
Then calls on you to stay
Today
Oh my love is a flower
That I hold in a tower
Waiting for you
Candles light the lane
Of cobblestone and clay
The moon, my bride delights
Tonight
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11. |
No Mean Dream
04:45
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The script is writ the stage is set
What comes next?
I wanted the truth but now I want
Something else
I want to see this made-up world
Illumined
But I’ve seen the show rehearsed and told
Line by line
Every night is different
But still it’s the same
They pay for their tickets
And you play for your name
But where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna go?
When the hall empties out
And there is nobody home
Truth is a trick I learned too quick
It fooled you too
“Lies!” you’ll cry and then you’ll turn to laugh at that
Well God’s not a man and so are you
So are you
Wicked man is a wicked machine
He’s no mean dream
The actress has fallen
The audience sighs
The spotlight is so bright
It’s blinding our eyes
Where you gonna run to?
What you gonna to do?
When the lights go out
And there’s nothing to hold on to
Where you gonna run to?
Who you gonna be?
When the backdrop comes down
And you’re forced to be free
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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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