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| 1. |
| 3:05 | 
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Your face is like the sun
Sinking in to the the ocean Your face is like watching flowers Growing in fast motion All your kisses are swallowed Brightened mornings and hollows My vines and tree knots will come unwound Baby you are my sunshine My sunshine Please don't take my sunshine away The grounded fireflies are little stars that are dying Returning to the earth I can hear the crying Like Christmas bulbs that I swallowed Slept in a tree that's gone hollow And never a brittle winter time Baby you are my sunshine My sunshine Please don't take my sunshine away Sunshine My sunshine Please don't take my sunshine away |
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| 2. |
| 2:16 |
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Set your woods on fire
Hide up in the spires The flames kept dancing higher They're playing our song They're playing our song They're getting it wrong Ophelia in the creek Caught up in the sticks Some things can't be fixed They're playing our song They're playing our song They're playing our song |
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| 3. |
| 4:07 |
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I could look in your face
For a thousand years It's like a civil war Of pain and of cheer But if you was a horse I could help you with your chains I could ride you through the fields By your fiery mane May your shade be sweet And float upon the lakes Where the sun will be Made of honey I'll cry diamonds while you burn 'Cause no one here can save you She's returning to the earth But one day she'll be silver Stars are dying in my chest Until I see you again She was born with the wings of a hawk Now she combs her hair with blood May your shade be sweet And float upon the lakes Where the sun will be Made of honey May your shade be sweet And float upon the lakes Another sun could be Made of honey May your shade be sweet May your shade be sweet And float upon the lakes May your shade be sweet |
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| 4. |
| 3:42 |
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Away with golden crows
I know their souls are old The waves and the thunder's prose Within her belly glows Where the sleeping old bears breathe I can't see the light for the trees I stayed in a lake of fire My bed was an ancient pyre The stars a fell into the sea I can't see the light for the trees For the trees For the trees For the trees For the trees |
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| 5. |
| 4:21 |
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You are you are my daisy
you’re my lullaby come sun up my dogs will fade to honeysuckle and clear moonshine she was she was my black earth and the fire in my spine her magnetic waves gave birth I was the one who loved you most but you can’t put your arms around a ghost some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine we can we can go home soon o’er the cold old sea her lover is in the old moon o to kiss her knobbly knees know she’s laughing underwater her pain’s gone away we drank whiskey like our fathers born to return back to the clay my love for you girl will never decay some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine where did you go, up to the sun? where are you now, part of the sea in every drop or did you simply stop? some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine |
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| 6. |
| 3:29 |
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Abide with me from the morning 'til the evening
Abide with me when the night is high Be my last sight and sweet to rest Forever on your warm decaying breast See you blind behold your saviour's come Dance for death you lame in the morning fires And be a ghost in the sky A ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky A ghost in the sky Grace has purified my blindness It could be fresh and new and glorious Will my bleeding ears be rung with joy Or are they just plain spent and well destroyed See you blind behold your saviour's come Dance for death you lame in the morning fires And be a ghost in the sky A ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky A ghost in the sky Ghost in the sky A ghost in the sky And be a ghost in the sky A ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky Be a ghost in the sky |
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| 7. |
| 3:44 |
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Once I was a big old bear
Reigning blows on sparkly snares In the woods after the snow The white noise witch her hammer's cold Rest beneath the pine and rose In our suits and Sunday clothes Cheer up my brother It's gonna be alright I know your hearts are heavy as mountains But we're gonna go back home one day Hang there little winter star Tell me who you really are Up above the world so high Like a diamond in the sky Born with honey in my hair Once I was a big old bear Cheer up my brother It's gonna be alright I know your hearts are heavy as mountains But we're gonna go back home one day Wore my dress up to my knees There's ghosts of babies in the streams |
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| 8. |
| 7:24 |
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In the silver morning hollow
Trembling and getting old Smelling burnt oil of heaven About ten years too big to hold She don't get up when I come into the room She don't run through the fields anymore Built a fire in the kitchen Made her bed by the stove Took a walk to the graveyard But she didn't want to go She don't worry all them murders of crows Even though they was always out of reach She don't get up when I come into the room She don't run through the fields anymore |
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| 9. |
| 2:52 |
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To wake
Not swallowed by willows Half eaten by widows A new day's begun Smile 'Cause nothing here matters The spiders get fatter Explode in the sun Oh c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon It's not so hard Oh c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon It's not so hard It's not so hard It's not so hard To trap The dead dogs of summer Assaulting your slumber Stay drunk ever more Rise Your jewelry will scatter On deserts and saturns The rings are on fire Oh c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon It's not so hard C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon It's not so hard Oh c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon It's not so hard C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon It's not so hard It's not so hard It's not so hard It's not so hard |
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| 10. |
| 4:18 |
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A flock of knives cut the sky
And buried in my black eyes And the clouds they bled in my head And autumn rains soaked the dry beds And the hurricane of her eyes Willed away the knives The knives of summertime Summertime The knives of summertime Summertime The knives of summertime And I did swallow stained glass tears Absorbed by the sun for many light years And the fireflies in her hair My red concertina's coming down the stairs And the hurricane of her eyes Willed away the knives The knives of summertime Summertime The knives of summertime Summertime The knives of summertime |
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| 11. |
| 10:32 | 
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| 12. |
| 3:39 |
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