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Danny Boy
02:37
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o danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
from glen to glen, and down the mountainside
the spring is gone, and all the flowers are dying
it's you, it's you must go and i must bide
but come ye back when summer's in the meadow
or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
i'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
o danny boy, o danny boy, i love you so
but if you come, and all the flowers are dying,
and i am dead, as dead i well may be,
you'll come and find the place where I am lying
and kneel and say an Ave there for me
and i will know, though soft you tread above me
and then my grave will richer, sweeter be.
and you will bend and tell me that you love me
and i will sleep in peace until you come to me
and i will sleep in peace until you come to me.
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O Kensington, we sing to thee, our voice doth fill thy halls!
When far away are we, the winter clamors at thy walls!
O Kensington, we sing to thee, twixt stands of oak and maple!
When far are we, we'll still serve thee, as long as we are able!
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The Man for You
01:48
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you came through like a hurricane
you said you'd stay until the end of the rain
you never asked me where i'd come from,
you never asked me where i'd been
i never asked you about home,
or why you never let me in
now i'm leaving town tomorrow, girl,
now i'm feeling new
i guess i never knew before
i never knew i needed you
and now i stop, wait
breathe a little, talk too late
you're all i've got, babe
and now i never want to hesitate
i'll let you in now
i'm gonna show you how
so baby, kiss me til our time runs out
oooh, all i want to say is i'm the man for you, no doubt
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After All
04:20
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i'm still here, still waiting for the words you never meant
i'm still there, some part of me still thinks you're heaven-sent
somehow i believe that we've still got a fighting chance
i never should have told you i'm the only one who understands
people always told me what they'd give me, but i couldn't hear
i kept thinking this one was the one who'd make me disappear
somehow, i'm still waiting for the things you left behind
to pull you right on back to me, i lost you and what did i find
a city with the lights off
i'm sweating by the morning tide
a city where the streets are dark
and i'm the only thing inside
‘Cause after all, you know I love you,
And after all, you know I want you,
Baby, after all, you know I need you,
After all this time.
After all this time.
open up my sternum there is someone else in me
he is strung between my ribs and stitching weights inside my feet
sometimes when i spot my face in photographs you're all i see
looking out behind my eyes and begging me to set you free
i'll let you go tomorrow (i'll let you go,)
i'll open up these fists of mine (heart saying "no,)
if i can make myself choke back this anodyne (you're mine")
‘Cause after all, you know I love you,
And after all, you know I want you,
Baby, after all, you know I need you,
After all this time.
i look back, right at
all the bright sides
round our love, our life
dark as the night sky
i'm still here, still trying to recover what I used to be
i'll resurrect the optimist i left behind last century
i know that i'm alive i'm gonna exorcise this ghost in me
i'll say goodbye to you and to the agony and ecstasy
now, i know (after all)
time flies (after all)
and I won't waste, won't waste
one more sunrise
looking back at our love,
our life
dark as the night sky
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The Clockmaker
03:55
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you know what they say,
i can't ever get out of my own way
and i know this
i know all about myself
i know myself too well
so i came down saturday, beside
the statue of a man who died
twice, when his name went quiet,
quiet
and i met her there
and i met her there
and i met her there,
and i asked the clockmaker how much it would break her
her cogs and bells and wooden ledges
her painted face and gilded edges
to turn back the dial
to turn back the dial for a while
i remember that night, she knows
i was drunk, i was wild, and i tried to overdose
on daily vitamins all pink and blue
get some bitter help from a sweet sweet capsule
and heal myself to death, heal myself to death,
heal myself to death, i couldn't even meet her eyes
but now that we're back here, i'm mesmerized
see the pendulum swinging, i'm hypnotized, oh
and i asked the clockmaker how much it would break her
her cogs and bells and wooden ledges
her painted face and gilded edges
to turn back the dial
to turn back the dial for a while
you know what they say
why can't she just breathe for one day?
and i know this
i know all about myself
i know myself too well
so i'm here to say - don't know if you'll agree -
i've come to see that nothing means nothing.
nothing means nothing,
so do anything you want to me
do whatever you want to me
and i asked the clockmaker how long it would take her
her cogs and bells and wooden ledges
her painted face and gilded edges
to turn back the dial
turn back the dial for a while
for a while
for a while
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Halloween
04:04
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a couple of weeks ago, i tried to go back
(did I tell you this before?)
back to the, back to the, back to the place
where yours was the second drawer
i stood in the threshold, and all of the cobwebs
glimmering dusty and bright
reminded me of the gossamer-fine silences
we'd always tie round each other at night
and it still smells like halloween,
and the way things used to be
will anybody look at me
or open my eyes, so i can finally see?
a couple of days ago, i tried to think back,
but there was something in the way
back to a, back to a, back to a time
i wasn't tired every day
i tried to recall the lightness of limb
the crystalline glow of the sun
awakening me from dreams where i'd see
waterfalls, galaxies, fields where my dog used to run
and it still smells like halloween
the golden fires of the leaves
will someone take a hold of me
and promise there's something inside me i might want to be?
i might want to be
a couple of years from now, i'll stop looking back
at least, that's what they've all implied
back to the, back to the, back to the time
i let you come and curl up inside
i'll find in a city some grey, thirsty block
a lightning-rod building that soars
acquiring sky, and reaching so high,
i'll leave those memories all the way down at the doors.
and it'll smell like christmas trees
the scent of something new and clean
but in all of my realities,
i'll never forget what i've seen
what i've seen
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rioghnach Chicago, Illinois
old music :) all new songs can be found at catholique.bandcamp.com
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