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from Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position / International Version (2007)
As the bell tower blocks the summer light
All the seeds in our garden fight To break and blossom, all to be adored And look, your skirt is torn And there's blood on our sheets As comes the long arm of the law Fist tight, banging on the door And knocking me down on its way in As I pass out into a dream Of whooping cranes and wooden beams Great white wings beating In an attic, in a house, in the dead of night Singing Oh, my Augustine, Augustine Oh, is this forever, ever? Oh, oh Sweet Augustine, Augustine What does this mean for us? Does it mean that I can never change my ways? And that's why, love, you shouldn't stay Still you will and love me Like a mother or a maid bringing you down, down Down on your brazen knees Watering the worms and the weeds Thinking, why does love leave me so damn cold? Now I'm getting old And is this what it should be? Well, is it? Oh, my Augustine, Augustine. Oh, is this forever, ever? Oh, oh Sweet Augustine, Augustine Or do we kill this one tonight? And now come the tears, heavy and hot As it comes clear, this is all we got As I hold you to my bed Like a cancer, or a curse Now be my loving nurse As we fall back into the impossible dream |
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from Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position / International Version (2007)
Lucy, remember
The smell of that fall The fires of fungus and the rotting leaves I fell off the wagon Into your arms Into this long month of sundays And you were my husband My wife, my heroin Now this is our final December Now deep in a forest Losing all though of spring And nothing can help me remember And I'm going nowhere fast A darker day has holed at last Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning And your love has come too late Away from the garden gate Wake me up when the bluebells are ringing Ringing How can it be over after all that we had? And how come a river runs through the rafters Down, down, down? Does it leave me sleeping Dreaming only of spring? The phone rings out and I remember And I'm going nowhere fast A darker day has holed at last Deep in this dream I let the calmness keep spinning And your love has come too late Now wave to the garden gate Wake me up when the bluebells are ringing Ringing... Wanna hear them ringing, my love Wanna hear them ringing Ringing... |
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from Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position / International Version (2007)
Enchanted, enchanted This magical place that we've found No one here but us and the sound Of the stars and the night owls Your breath and the rolling clouds Enchanted, I am, by you Now love has come to me And set apart thee From all of the maddening crowds The orchard is leaning her bows To hear our laughter And we roll in the arder Enchanted, I am, by you |
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from Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position / International Version (2007)
Let's go my love
We could go to the cinema Big effects and big name stars We could go to that private view But darling these days My favorite view is you Let's just bend the invitation Leave our bikes down at the station And lose all sense of direction I'm going to get lost with you Yes, we will run Come get lost with me Slip away discreetly You're my love So come get lost with me We will run 'til empty We could stay here 'til closing time But the drinks are flat And the price is a crime We could dance 'til our feet turn red But the beat's so boring And I'd rather be home in our bed This town's skipping like a record Reruns get me so bored So with a nothing we can afford We're gonna get lost again Yeah, we will run Come get lost with me Slip away discreetly You're my love So come get lost with me We will run 'til empty Let's go |
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from Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position / International Version (2007)
PATRICK: magpie, was it you who stole the wedding ring? or what other thieving bird would steal such hope away? magpie, I am lost among the hinterland, caught among the bracken and the fern and the boys who have no name. MARIANNE: there's no name for us. PATRICK: still we sing. MARIANNE: and still we sing. little boy, little boy, lost and blue, listen now, let me tell you what to do. you can run on, run along, alone or home between the knees of her all among her bracken and her ferns and the boy will have a name. BOTH: we will sing. MARIANNE: and we will sing. MARIANNE: one for sorrow. PATRICK: two for joy. MARIANNE: three for a girl. PATRICK: four for a boy. MARIANNE: five for silver. PATRICK: six for gold. MARIANNE: seven for a secret, never to be told. |
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from Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position / International Version (2007)
It's wonderful what a smile can hide
If the teeth shine bright and it's nice and wide It's so magical all you can keep inside And if you bury it deep no one can find a thing, no So come on now, open wide, open up now Don't you think it's time To look back at that boy on his way to school Such a heavy heart, such a heavy jewel hiding Something that one day he'll sell But now if no one shows, no one tells a thing, no So come on love, open wide, open up now Don't you think it's time Now after all these years you are at last opening was it Worth all that war just to win So caught up in the speed of the days in your sin Don't forget how the story begins no Don't forget now Now I'm seeing all your lovers and enemies They've been turning their keys so full of need All trying to see that sure you keep What makes it shine, what makes it mine But I don't care, no Just come on now, open wide, open up now There's so much love for what you'll find But what will you find Now after all these years you are at last opening Was it worth all that war just to win If it was can you take me back to where it begins Come and take me back to where it begins Come and take me back to where it begins Come on, open wide and let some light in Let us in Let us in |
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from Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position / International Version (2007)
Turn the key
Open open? Down down down Down down down Down down down |
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from Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position / International Version (2007)
Down in the park And the lust of the light Among the stray dogs and families I smell the bonfires, and Watch the bonbs Fireworks burst above the trees And to pillows of white cloud, and Another year has gone Now it is the fifth of november I lock the doors, and Swallow the key And draw the curtains, closed forever Forever |
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from Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position / International Version (2007)
So let the people talk It's Monday morning walk Right past the fabulous mess we're in It's gonna be a beautiful day So do the bluebirds sing As I take your hand And you take my kiss And I take the world 'Cause out of all the people I've known The places I've been The songs that I have sung The wonders I've seen Now that the dreams are all coming true Who is the one that leads me on through It's you Who puts me in the magic position, darling now You put me in the magic position To live, to learn, to love in the major key And I know how you've hurt And been dragged through the dirt But c'mon get back up It's the time to live So give your love to me I'm gonna keep it carefully Deep in the treasure chest below my breast 'Cause out of all the people I've known The places I've been The songs that I have sung The wonders I've seen Now that the dreams are all coming true Who is the one that leads me on through It's you Who puts me in the magic position, darling now You put me in the magic position, darling now Let me put you in the magic position, darling 'Cause I'm singing in the, the major key Let me put you in the major key |
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from Patrick Wolf - The Magic Position / International Version (2007)
I saw, I saw the stars tonight
Mama, I saw the stars tonight Mama, I saw the stars tonight Orion, the plow, are burning bright Cannot recall of where I drove An empty lane, the lonely road home But I saw, I saw my star tonight Mama, the stars are burning bright And it came clear, that the light years Are here at last At left, at right, the death, the life As all unseen came into sight The pull, the scales, the dark, the light Mama, Papa, voila! The night! The night... So now, to the one with the never-ending invisible scars Look up, look up! The stars! Look up, and see the stars tonight Look up, look up the stars tonight Look up, and see the stars tonight Look up, look up the stars tonight! Tonight, tonight! |
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from Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy (2005)
I wake at dusk to go alone.
Without a light to the unknown. I want this night inside of me. I want to feel. I want this speeding. I want that speeding. My blood beats black tonight! (3,5x) No need for comfort no need for light. I am hunting for secrets tonight. Eat the sorrow lick the spark. Uh oh my blood beats dark (x2) And here it comes it comes for me I want to run I want to scream. Get in my car with both eyes closed. Full pedal down And I am speeding! And I am speeding! My blood beats black tonight!(x4,5) No need for comfort no need for light. I'm hunting down demons tonight. Eat the terror lick the spark. Uh oh my blood beats dark. (x2) |
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from Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy (2005)
Since i met you. this house has started to decay
and every wall that once was clean. has turned a shade of grey. so much to rescue. so much you just cant understand now the streets are dark and empty. and the problems in our hands. i cant leave you. see back home my house is falling down. i cant leave you. and back home my house is falling down since i met you. my basement has started to bleed the floors are all collapsing. still im begging to be free |
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from Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy (2005)
I used to say just follow your heart
But my heart always led me in circles and i used to say just follow your dreams but my dreams always led me to murder so now i don't say nothing at all i just bow my head to the battle a thousand miles above our heads they are weaving giant currents around the sun if you're brave enough you'll just let it happen if youre brave enough you'll just succumb Dont say no to it You cant say no to it just throw yourself in just give yourself in to the pattern a thousand miles above our heads they are bleeding mighty currents uopn the day if youre brave enough you'll just let it happen if youre brave enough you'll give yourself away Dont say no to it! You cant say no to it! |
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from Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy (2005)
Sundark on darker streets. its violent times for weary feet.
carjackers and bullet showers. a yellow sign. too many fools in power but see. i will be gone by morning. my dear friend i lost a fight forget me. i wash my hands in your grey slowing night. coming down from darkened heights. i taste the thames with my cycle lights by saint paul's by big ben. by god's name, i repent. but see. i will be gone by morning my dear london goodnight forget me, i wash myself in your grey river light |
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from Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy (2005)
I was once a boy.
'Til i cut my penis off. And i grew a hairy skull of stubborn fire. Then i was a girl. 'Til i sewed my hole up. And i grew a hairy heart of dark desire. But. There's no answer. Just surrender, send all your barriers into the fire. And, let no foot, mark your ground. Let no hand, hold you down. You were once so sad, til' you cut your suffer off. Now you please yourself, and fight your own wars. And you were once so weak, till you sewed your wounds up. Now you've learnt to sing about sun and shine! Be your own hero. Be your own saviour. Send all your suffering into the fire. And let not foot, mark your ground. Let no hand, hold you down. Let no foot, mark your ground. Let no hand, hold you down. It's all yours, (and ours). (one, two, three) It's all yours. (Let no foot, mark your ground) It's all yours. (Let no hand, hold you down). Be your own hero. (Let no foot, mark your ground). Be your own saviour. (Let no hand, hold you down) Send all your suffering into the fire. Let no foot, mark your ground. Let no hand, hold you down. Let no foot, mark your ground. Let no hand, hold you down. |
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from Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy (2005)
It was seven in the morning when the spark
began to give. The bath was spilling over, my self pity spilling with it. So I, I fled the country to start it all again and I found myself in Paris in the cemetery rain. Dear anne came to me and took me by the arm. Showed me old disasters embedded in the palm. Warned me of a lady with the sun behind her head. With a a granite neck, a singer who can never sing again. but you, my love: You must come, come to joy, turn your head to the sun its down to you, you can shine, you can shake all the sorrow from your palm.. It's down to you if you dare to come to joy. What was it i ran from, what burnt away inside? Four hundred schoolboys and a lawyer at my side. Always running with these legs going nowhere. A ghost in the system, and angel on the stairs... But oh! This time.... I shall turn, turn my head to the sun.. They are marching out of me.. One by one. Walking free. Oh! It's going out of.... Oh! I can feel it moving, this time, yeah. I'm really moving. Now, are you ready to come, come to joy, turn your head to the sun it's down to you, you can shine, you can give it up. It's all down to you, hold the key in your hands, it's all in your hands. It's all in the palm of your hands. (x4) |
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from Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy (2005)
I was stumbling into battle
i was walking into walls 'till i walked myself to peter and i let my shadows fall. he's a boy who never ages. rides a goat around the lake he's a friend who never falters to change my circling fate. he said dance across the battle but punch straight through that wall though your knuckles may be bleeding they'll be healed before the fall. after war comes peace after peace comes war but remember if it weren't for fighting. we'ld be fighting for ever mo |
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from Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy (2005)
London, did you have to take my child away?
You buried him under rent and low pay. I've been cycling in circles 'round your empty streets. I've been searching in the pouring rain. I've been going alone to the cinema. I've been stealing all my food from the electric avenue. Now the pigeons gather 'round my feeding hand. And we talk 'til the evening fades. I have learnt how it goes. What you wait for never shows. And what you least wanted, holds you down like a stone. just like a stone. So. Now i feed the birds. Day after day. Only they can hear me pray for. A lighter heart. A lighter load. To be moving. Moving. Moving my way home. My, way home. Way home. My, way home. |
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from Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy (2005)
The day our house collapsed
I went down stream. I followed the swans Like i follow my dreams. oh! i was living on borrowed time in a borrowed house for a borrowed crime. in need of help i came to your door. saw the spike of the railings from the 28/3rd floor. singing "build your castle, stop collecting stones and the river bed shall not be yoru home" To the lighthouse my friend! I bless your words and education To the lighthouse my friend. just go! just go! To the lighthouse my friend. I am sorry that you came to find "great great minds against themselves conspire' now the bombs drop around our feet, do we throw them back or bow and greet them. everyone now, is so terrified of the glowing dark and those orange skies. sing it: 'build your castle, stop throwing stones cos' those fire birds are coming down on our homes" To the lighthouse my friends it cannot even be a question To the lighthouse my friends we must go, we must go |
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from Patrick Wolf - Lycanthropy (2005)
Walk tall beneath these trees boy
you monolith not scarred by fallout. Us wolves were right behind you and lucifer will never find you. oh no! The moon, let it guide you, when Selene comes, we'll alll know how to fight. Dear Fenrir, my saviour, come and eat the ones, we know who taste the best. I know just where you've been boy, i've watched you by the stream. And don't be afraid of the dark 'cos the darkness is simply a womb for the lonely. Swallow your pride and walk with us through the trees and hills. Oh yes! your english eyes they are turning red. I I I I oh I I I I. The moon, let it guide you and i shall find you a home in our heartland, a heart in our homeland. Until the moon is down, until the moon is down. |
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