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| 7:11 | 
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A body is washed up on a Norfolk beach He was a friend that I could not reach He thought I was cold but I understand But for the grace of god goes another man And I may just waste away from doing nothing But I'm a martyr to even less A choirboy is buried on the moors Where we used to go dreaming when we were bored So some kids are best left to fend for themselves And others were born to stack shelves And I may just waste away from doing nothing But I'm a martyr to even less |
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| 2. |
| 4:22 |
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I remember piano lessons
The hours in freezing rooms Cruel ears and tiny hands Destroying timeless tunes She said there's too much out there Too much already said You'd better give up hoping You're better off in bed You don't need much to speak of No class, no wit, no soul Forget you own agenda Get ready to be sold I feel now like Christine Keeler Sleepwaking in the rain I didn't mean to lose direction I didn't want that kind of fame (Take your hands off my land) Credit me with some intelligence (if not just credit me) I come in value packs of ten (in five varieties) And even though I got it all now My only stupid dream I see you and me together And how it should have been I remember piano lessons Now everything seems clear You waiting under streetlights For dreams to disappear |
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| 3. |
| 4:59 | 
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| 5:03 |
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You keep me waiting You keep me alone in a room full of friends You keep me hating You keep me listening to the Bends No amount of pointless days Can make this go away You have me on my knees You have me listless and deranged You have me in your pocket You have me distant and estranged No narcotics in my brain Can make this go away I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you I worry that I don't act the way you'd like me to You find me wanting You find me bloodless but inspired You find me out You find me hallucinating fire No narcotics in my brain Can make this go away Have we ever been here before? Running headlong at the floor Leave me dreaming on a railway track Wrap me up and send me back |
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| 4:41 |
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I need you more than you can know And if I hurt myself it's just for show I found a better way to curb the pain You put a trigger here inside my brain Mother I need her I'm falling apart Mother I need her And it's only the start I may be nothing now but I will rise I'll have more followers than jesus christ Through all the smashing and crashing cars I love the ground you walk with all my heart |
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| 3:21 |
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A light snow is falling on London All sign of the living has gone The train pulls into the stations And no-one gets off and no-one gets on Don't hate me I'm not special like you I'm tired and I'm so alone Don't fight me I know you'll never care Can I call you on the telephone, now and then? One light burns in a window It guides all the shadows below Inside the ghost of a parting And no-one is left, just the cigarette smoke |
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| 3:27 |
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How many children did I bring into this world? How many did I lose in the shopping arcade? This is no rehearsal - play it back and throw things at the screen This is no rehearsal - somebody interpret this for me And still I remember how I dressed him this morning And then he was gone - stolen, my only one |
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| 3:16 |
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I am - in my pram Look you - I'm so new I am - sleeping there Underneath the stairs If you - wanted to You'd find - inside my mind Things so surreal My lips are sealed In the rain in cellphane Pale dogs and demigods They won't bring me down The clocks go round, they never stop I've been - in limousines I've nseen - inside your dreams It's raining there Try not to stare |
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| 4:31 |
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Ghosts in the park Appear just after dark Killers, children ... But no-one has a harp They look like tourists It makes me want to laugh Under floorboards It's hard to fly a kite Underwater My cigarette won't light Standing in the shade I'm getting frostbite Strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute Look in my dreams They're getting stranger by the minute When I'm drowning You drag me up to you Rings in the water My only residue But you're just fiction And I'm a twisted boy |
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| 5:22 |
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Stranded here on planet earth It's not much but it could be worse Everything's free here, there's no crowds Winter lasted five long years No sun will come again I fear Chemical harvest was sown And I will wait for you Until the sky is blue And I will wait for you What else can I do? A spaceship from another star They ask me where all the people are What can I tell them? I tell them I'm the only one There was a war but I must have won Please take me with you. |
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| 6:17 |
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| 12. |
| 6:55 |
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This song leaks out onto the pavement It could be a joke, it could be a statement The more that I fake it and pretend I don't care The more you can read in to what isn't there Maybe it's time to stop swimming Maybe it's time to find out where I'm at What I should do and where I should be But no-one will give me a map I'll leave now this can't continue But I forget which door I came through And I know what the lift can be painfully slow So I'm happy to leave by the window |
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