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| 2:40 | 
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All the diamonds in this world
That mean anything to me Are conjured up by wind and sunlight Sparkling on the sea I ran aground in a harbour town Lost the taste for being free Thank God He sent some gull-chased ship To carry me to sea Two thousand years and half a world away Dying trees still grow greener when you pray Silver scales flash bright and fade In reeds along the shore Like a pearl in sea of liquid jade His ship comes shining Like a crystal swan in a sky of suns His ship comes shining |
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| 2. |
| 3:10 | 
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| 3. |
| 4:31 |
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Don't want to be on no rooftop Frying in the afternoon sun Don't want to sit by no fountain Listening to the man-made stream run Just want to stand where the sea-spray Gleams like fire with you And I don't have to tell you why
Don't want to go to no parties Full of fair-weather friends Don't want to be in no "in" crowd Chasing after every trend Just want to stand on some hillside In Wales with you And fly -- don't have to tell you why Don't want to live in no mansion Ornate as a crown prince's church Don't want to live on no sidewalk Underneath no pigeon's perch Just want to stand at the rainbow's Real end with you And I don't have to tell you why |
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| 4. |
| 3:13 |
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Small windows Looking outward Show me a sequined sky Rubies shine in my glass of wine
Dusk breezes On oiled water Paint a pointillist facade It's ceaselessly shifting world -- Like today I'm far away I see your face behind each time-blurred pane Strings vibrate Music leaps out In a shimmering intrigue Words unsaid whirl away like dust From the sidewalk-sweeper's broom Across a fold in space you touch my hand |
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| 5. |
| 3:45 |
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| 6. |
| 3:59 |
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Wind across the quay-side Grit in my eyes
and fish in my nose White as whalebone wheeling seagulls cry Outside the bar in the high street Blind fingers spin an accordion reel Shoes and sedan wheels grudgingly keeping time Fishing boat stretched out at low tide Dog and a black man work on the deck Bright as a bottle sunlight skips wave to wave Part of a map of somewhere Teases my foot like a haunting dream Never so free i'm lost in the seagulls' flight Never so free i'm lost in the seagulls' flight |
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| 7. |
| 7:01 |
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| 8. |
| 3:47 |
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Heard the rooster crowing
Couldn't see no dawn But I know it won't be long To keep the fire burning Ain't no easy game But we'll do it just the same I'm going to the northland Where the weather keeps you real Till this devil's law is repealed And I know it won't be long |
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| 9. |
| 3:53 |
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Fire-bright faces in winter night
A dog in the distance barks The sky speaks in patterns of starlight The fire replies in sparks The stream is a motionless moment Salmon in the sea swims deep Pregnant with force as a prayer is Spring in the hard earth sleeps Like the snow on the stark spruce limb Coated with ice, then stripped by wind We melt away and return again Stronger for the tempering flame Stronger for the Saviour's name. |
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