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Untitled Protest Song
03:26
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The words of the poets lie scattered and broken
And all of our idols have crumbled and fallen
Where will you run to?
While cities are burning?
While leaders are hiding?
Will you try to find something to follow?
The sound of the drumbeats, it echoes like thunder
Pride and ambition will suck us all under
Have we learned nothing?
Since Rome's walls were crumbling?
As Nero is fiddling
Have you got some truth we can borrow?
Laugh as we dance in our mad melancholy
Scorn our own wisdom, embrace all our folly
When the Dow crashes
We'll line up by classes
In sackcloth and ashes
And bleed for a better tomorrow.
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2. |
Primrose Hill
03:19
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Here I sit on Primrose Hill
Who could blame me,cry my fill
And every tear would turn a mill
Jenny has gone for a soldier
I sold my rod, I sold my reel
My plow-share and my potter's wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel
Jenny has gone for a soldier
Me, oh my, I loved her so
It broke my heart to see her go
Now only time can heal my woe
Jenny has gone for a soldier
I'll dye my hair, I'll dye it black
A coat of mourning, on my back
For the lady-love I lack
Jenny has gone for a soldier
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3. |
Clear
03:53
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Come on, come on, and take a look outside
There's a poppy blooming in the corner of the garden
There is something hiding in the back of the weeds
It tries to hide from the light of my eyes
Then into a deeper darkness flew
The sky is so clear
Clouds go by
Come up, come up, to the top of the hill
Watch the sun go down over Camden Town
The longboats are drifting on the Regent's Canal
A quiet notion in relentless motion
The mind is so clear
Thoughts go by
Come down, come down, where the church bell chimes
As the moon arises in a stardust heaven
The wind is a-blowing through the leaves on the trees
They sign and wave to a silent gravestone
A conclave we can but preview
The path is so clear
Years go by
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4. |
Passion
03:23
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Broken windows
Shattered glass
I call the northern wind
Scent of violets
New mown grass
I call the southern stone
Salty tear
In crystal flask
I call the western seas
Red hot iron
Furnace blast
I call the eastern flame
Guide my steps
Protect my path
I seek the inner light
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5. |
Horizon
03:36
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And that's when I hear you voice
Soft as a shadow
In tones of infinite glee
"I am free"
I call to you in dark of night
By candle-light incense is burning
Perfuming the air
Are you there?
I've drunk my fill from the flagon of sorrow
I've drunk my fill from the phial of dreams
I've swallowed my pride and your omens I follow
And all for the sake of thee
Your words send my soul into flight
And lost in the echoes
The world shows its secrets to me
You are the key
I've drunk my fill from the flagon of sorrow
I've drunk my fill from the phial of dreams
I've swallowed my pride and your omens I follow
And all for the sake of thee
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6. |
Ghost Story
04:17
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Can you feel them calling you home
The ghosts of days gone by?
Can you tell its nature
When it fills your mind?
Or do you think of heaven and hell
When you hear their cry?
Heaven is all of the joy in the world
All at once defined
Hell is all of the pain we have known
And all our words unkind
And though your thoughts be all of this world
You can see the signs
When your heartbeat pounds in your ears
Awake and terrified
Do you count out your sins and your fears
As into sleep you cry?
Or do you dream of innocent days
When you still knew how to fly?
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7. |
In My Mind's Eye
04:34
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Standing in a restless moonrise
In a coat of navy blue
I can see it in my mind's eye
With a passion that cuts through
Through (x2)
Through the falling crimson leaves
That spiral in the autumn breeze
Falling earthwards in their flight
I walk to you in the moonlight
Moving in the glow of streetlights
Underneath a starry sky
Speeding through a Massachusetts night
As we watch the world go by
By (x2)
By the glow of dashboard dials
I enumerate the miles
Snow blowing over the white lines
While your laughter breaks the silence
Standing in a hazy sunrise
With a kiss to keep my warm
You are my cloak around my shoulders
You are my shelter from the storm
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8. |
Falling
04:43
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Look at me, I'm falling for you
Every day, a little more
Look at me, I'm falling under your charm
Look at me, I'm falling into something that I always dreamed of
Look at me, I'm falling over you
Sometimes it seems to be so easy
I can do no wrong
Sometimes it seems to be so damn hard
I can't do nothing at all
Nothing's ever been quite like this feeling that I have with you
Things have never been so good and pure
Nothing's ever been so star-like
Brighter than a thousand day-breaks
Things have never been till there was you
And in the hour just past midnight
I still see your face
And under sunlight dappled branches
The wind whispers your name
Every time I kiss your lips
Well, the world seems like a brighter place
Every time you touch my face I melt
Every time I slip inside you
It all shrinks down to you and I
Every time I hear your cries
I die
And in the peace of your embrace
I am home at last
With whispered words of love so tender
Until the dark is past
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The iron tower of Union
Is riddled with decay
The emperor in his palace
Turns his face away
The brightest souls of labour
Have found their final rest
And I who sweat and toil
Remember them in death
Wherever workers suffered
A scarlet flag would fly
They would come to help us
They heard our mournful cry
Out front with the strikers
On them we did rely
They would keep us going
Always at our side
Our leaders are corrupted
Their greed they do not hide
While men in high positions
Eat lobster and sip wine
The red flag hangs in tatters
But there, in the promised land
The angels are out striking
Against their master's hand
Who will raise our standard?
Who will sound the drum?
Oh brothers, and my sisters
The fight is not yet won
And though they may lie fallow
The dreams which have been sown
Will never be forgotten
In any working home
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10. |
In A Grain Of Sand
07:30
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Swapping stories in your attic room
A manic pace pervades the afternoon
You light a cigarette, and crack a joke
Shattered sunlight dances in the smoke
The universe is in a grain of sand
And in each speck of dust that makes a man
Infinity is inside all we see
And you and me (see?)
Step outside to watch the sun go down
Shifting skies above the stony ground
Dying light, it gives the shadows life
They flit around the corner of my eye
The universe is in a grain of sand
And in each speck of dust that makes a man
Infinity is inside all we see
And you and me (see?)
Greying skies above the reservoir
Cast a wish upon the morning star
A new day's coming, just around the bend
A night like this, we'll not soon see again
The universe is in a grain of sand
And in each speck of dust that makes a man
Infinity is inside all we see
And you and me (see?)
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11. |
She
05:50
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She
Was a girl from the highlands
Lowell, Massachusetts
She
Was raised on bitter
Flowing cups of uselessness
She was sure
That she was gonna make it out
She would smile
And talk about the light beneath the snow
And I
Had a car and a driving
Need to find my demons
And She
Had a way about her
That made me want her secrets
I would try
To tell her that I cared about her
But She would smile
And say, "You're just a fickle boy like all the others"
Years
No doubt have left their
Needle tracks upon her
Nights
Like this I sit and
Lie awake and wonder
If She
Got it right after all
With secret smile
She knows about the life beneath the snow
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Brendan Quinn London, UK
Guitarist, singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist.
Brendan lives and works in
London.
He is the driving force behind London's Divisionists, and their 2017 album, "Daybreak".
Brendan is also known as a guitarist, vocalist, and songwriter for Abunai!, the Boston-based, cult psychedelic, space-rock pranksters and
Terrastock regulars.
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