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Slieve League
03:29
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The sun sets fast and the stars they jump,
up in this place that’s just for us.
We think of tomorrow as we head someplace new,
and then we just lay down in our beds me and you.
Sure as mountains go up and the seas they go down,
I find myself dreaming wherever i am.
Maybe i dream ‘cause i don’t know how to pray,
But i’m dreaming so hard i hope that someday it’ll come my way.
Don’t you be afraid of what lies in your heart,
It’s there for a reason believe it or not.
Once again i will lay with you,
When the new moon hangs low over the deep deep blue.
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2. |
Rabbit Holes
04:16
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What can i do to stop you falling down your rabbit hole on this silver afternoon i seem to arrive five minutes late
everytime i planned on meeting with your smile These days
im looking for it looking on this silver afternoon
i’ve got a secret that i need to tell you, only you and it grows and it flows and i know only you’ve got the key that unlock all it holds on this silver afternoon
Shoelaces are tied together as i stumble up a down escalator just trying to keep up with you what can i do on this silver
afternoon
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3. |
Paper Roads
04:53
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We share these paper roads,
But sometimes they tear,
And there’s no going back now my love,
It’s beyond our repair.
And the sea it speaks forever,
To who we don’t know,
But we’ll go on regardless,
Of all the rain and all the cold.
Didn’t say excuse,
Didn’t ask me to stay,
Didn’t say you want me around,
But i’ll stay anyway.
It’s been a long time since you kissed me,
Many a moon ago,
Now you leave me,
In the rain and in the cold.
Now i look in your eyes,
And i don’t know,
Do i see a lifetime,
Do i see my home?
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4. |
Hares On The Moutain
04:55
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Oh Sally my love it’s you i’d be kissing
Oh sally my love it’s you i’d be kissing,
She smiled and replied you don’t know what you’re missing.
Oh sally my love i wish i could wed you,
Oh sally my love i wish i could bed you,
She smiled and replied you’d say i misled you.
If all the young men were hares on the mountain,
If all the young men were hares on the mountain,
Would all the young girls take guns and go hunt them?
If all the young men were blackbirds and thrushes,
If all the young men were blackbirds and thrushes,
Would all the young girls go beating the bushes?
And if all the young men were fish in the water,
And if all the young men were fish in the water,
Would all the young girls undress and dive after?
But the young men they’re given to frisking and fooling,
All the young men are frisking and fooling,
So i’ll leave them alone and tend to my schooling.
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5. |
Stoney Bay Blues
06:18
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I thought i was fine but it turns out i was barley alive,
I feel as old as these mountains but they say i have plenty of time.
And the crow on your shoulder it haunts you it weighs you to the ground,
Well it looks in your eyes and shows you what it is he’s searhcing for.
But how can you see,
When your bones they’re like dirt,
And a weight upon your head
And your heart is all unfurled?
With clouded vision you walk into the woods,
But the trees are all broken your shoes all covered in mud.
And the jackdaw with it’s beady little eyes,
He’s making me see the truth i long to hide
But how can you see,
When your bones they’re like dirt,
And a weight upon your head
And your heart is all unfurled?
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6. |
Broken Art
02:42
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Broken art fills your eyes,
To my surprise,
We carry on.
We go searching,
For some great answers,
To some great questions,
That weigh on our minds.
Hooray, Hooray,
It’s all the same.
We do what we must,
In the big silly game.
And still,
You don’t seem satisfied,
When i look in your eyes,
To see what you’re looking at.
When teenage,
Thoughts come flooding back,
You swat them away,
Like flies on a hot day.
Hooray, Hooray,
It’s all the same.
We do what we must,
In the big silly game.
How long,
Can you keep up this fight,
It’s getting late it in the day,
To start making your hay.
You hold on,
To hope like a rope,
Hanging over the side,
Of some distant paradise.
But your fingers,
Are too numb to grip,
Your toes start to slip,
And your nest,
Lies broken on the floor
Hooray, Hooray,
It’s all the same.
We do what we must,
In the big silly game.
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7. |
Jerusalem
04:57
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It’s a long road,
To Jerusalem.
We ain’t got there yet,
We ain’t giving up.
It’s a long, a long road.
First ones to get there,
Died along the way.
First ones to get there,
Don’t get no pay.
It’s a long, a long road.
It’s a long road,
To Jerusalem.
We ain’t got there yet,
We ain’t giving up.
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8. |
This Is All
03:00
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It don’t come around too often,
If it comes around at all.
Time sets with the sun,
Tomorrow we move on.
Oh, this is all.
Oh, this is all.
The guilty pleasures,
As we head on down the road.
Don’t know where it takes us,
Don’t know where it goes.
Oh, this is all.
Oh, this is all.
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9. |
A Gentleman's Parting
03:38
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Well the wind it blows us all in the end,
We can but bend or break.
Six years oh I’ve been hiding,
Hiding much too long,
On the seventh i move on.
Have you found what you’ve been searching for,
Is it long overdue?
It may be a selfish thing,
What people call love,
But what can you do,
What can we do?
Who do you love?
Well the wind it blows us all in the end,
We can but bend or break.
It’s time i loosen my grip,
On these crooked reigns.
So fare thee well my friend,
I bid you adieu,
Don’t forget the price that i paid,
That i paid, that you paid.
Oh i’s time for a change.
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10. |
Easy
05:47
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Well you wake up around the hour of ten,
A man in a rain coat lights a cigarette.
Do you know who i am,
Have you not seen this face before?
Well you should’ve gone running,
And you should’ve run hard,
‘Cause don’t you know,
I find this too easy.
Well the man starts walking,
As the smoke floats over his shoulder,
‘Cause every man alive,
Has a devil inside,
That he’s got to fight,
If he wants to live easy.
Well i yearn for the morning, to wake up,
I yearn for the word spoken by the sun.
Because it’s time to board another,
Escape on the platform of your tongue.
‘Til you feel the weight of history,
Bearing down upon yourself,
And you realise the path your on,
Well it just don’t make any sense.
And you feel a little older,
You should have known better.
You feel a little older,
But you’re still too young to care
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Crooked Weather England, UK
Crooked Weather play earthy, unruly and original folk songs. Often travel and adventure, both without and within, have been a mainstay of the inspiring antics that Crooked Weather draw upon for their craft. The songs echo the ethos of folk songsmiths before them with imagery of escape, companionship and searching, but told from a new heart. ... more
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