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Evermine
03:30
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She charts a scattered course of guess
She puts her faith in nothing less
Than God and hope and hopelessness
The mess of time keeps her on a broken line
And though my eyes will follow closely
She disappears
The more she flaps her wings around
The more she falters without sound
But as she’s tattooed on the ground now
I want to captivate her
To hold and suffocate her
To pin her down and keep her paralized
Petrified
Always before my eyes
Kept like a valentine
Held in time
Evermine
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2. |
You Can Never Go Home
03:27
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Spilled out from the nest
Of your feathery throne
From one summer’s dream
To a winter unknown
Burning the bridges
That your heart trails behind
When you leave you can never go home
How do you sleep
When the pillow’s alive
With the whispers of childhood
The buzz of the hive
When the lust dies to wander
When you’re tired and alone
When you leave you can never go home
When the home-service beckons with crackles in code
Or the sound of your mother-tongue spilled on the road
When the angels on motorbikes pick up the slack
Like Orpheus son you must never look back
The faces you’ve known
Will be strange to the touch
The bricks of your dreams
Corroded to dust
The rust of your memories
Now polished to chrome
Well when you leave you can never go home
They say when you leave you can never go home
It’s true when you leave you can never go home
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3. |
Misty Roses
03:28
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You look to me like Misty Roses
Too soft to touch
You’re too lovely to leave alone
If I could be like misty roses
I’d love you much
You’re too lovely to leave alone
Flowers often cry
But too late to find
That their beauty has been lost
With their peace of mind
You look to me like love forever
Too good to last
But too lovely not to try
If I believe in love forever
I’d forget the past
You’re too lovely not to try
You look to me like misty roses
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Shade
03:38
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In days when the heat brings a halt to all life
And the sun stretched out over fields of ploughed lines
And clutched to his heart the speechless vines
When the reapers were slayed by the harvest strife
Crushed grass beneath bodies laying crucified
Alone, upstanding in those days of dust and fire
Dragged down by the Earth but refusing to tire
Deafenned by crickets and the cries that they made
I searched for your heart like I searched for shade
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5. |
Beauty Lies
03:56
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From gold to grey
Silk turns to leather
Pride becoming envy
Charm makes way for vanity
Well the weather has worn
Childbirth has torn
Gravity pulled you down to earth by your skin
Beauty lies
From passion to weariness
Love to duty
Lust turns to betrayal
Adoration now charity
Well you can walk hand in hand with time
Or stop and be trampled by those that walk behind
Beauty lies
Well your shadow is cast by the light of an era gone by
When flashlight reflected your sparkle in every man's eye
But the spotlight turns dim and the crowd turns away
When your youthful commodities crash on the rocks of old age
And Beauty dies
They spoiled you
Now you’re spoiled
Once pampered
Now needy
From dawn to twighlight
Youth to reality
Well youth is beauty
Beauty is youth
But don’t you go confusing beauty with truth
‘Cause beauty lies
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6. |
Give Me Your Wings
02:55
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With your gossamer heart
Your translucent eyes
Your Rizla thin skin
Your filligree mind
You poor flightless angel
Earthbound by these things
You won’t ever learn how to fly
‘Til you give me your wings
With your blue vein breast
The white of your thigh
Your wind-blown lips
The pink of the sky
The Ivory veil of your skin tightly clings
But you won’t ever learn how to fly
‘Til you give me your wings
‘Til you give me your wings
I’ll wait like a loaded spring
Like a taut wound spring
I’ll wait ’til you give me your wings
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7. |
Gathering Leaves
05:26
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Words on the tip of finger
Spread across medium-sliced lines
Sentences hover and linger
Freed from the reason that binds
Gathering leaves, scattering seeds
Hoping that you will find
The flowers that punctuate freedom
The seconds that syncopate time
To the scream of a life-support failing
Comes the beat of a hand on a heart
And the piercing shrill of death wailing
Comes to a halt with a start
There on the screen
Who’d have believed
Life could imitate art
But I swear it’s your handwriting in red neon
There on the life-support chart
The blinds that are closed against morning
Glow like the lines on a page
Postponing eventual dawning
Of the sun in a violent rage
Touching the blind, disturbing lines
Hoping that you will find
The flowers that punctuate freedom
The seconds that syncopate time
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8. |
Tender Hearts
04:42
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There are those with hearts so large
You can enter without knocking
There are those with hearts so large
That you only see the half
There are those with hearts so frail
It could shatter with a touch
There are those with hearts too frail
to live like you and I
With flowers in their eyes
The eyes that bloom with fear
For fear they’ll miss the hour
That leads them to their dreams
There are those with hearts so tender
That the fieldmouse nests inside
There are those with hearts too tender
Half human and half saint
There are those with hearts so vast
That you’ll never see the end
There are those with hearts too vast
They deprive themselves of dreams
With flowers in their eyes
The eyes that bloom with fear
For fear they’ll miss the hour
That leads them to their dreams
There are those with hearts so open
That they can’t help but reveal
The heart so unprotected
The heart that’s born to serve
See him there his heart so open
And so tender and so frail
Cursed be those empty branches
That will never bend to know
The flowers in their eyes
The eyes that bloom with fear
For fear they’ll miss the hour
That leads them to their dreams
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9. |
Who Hurts The Most?
04:16
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The valentines we send each other
Year on year are just a cover
Witness to an ever-growing fear
That Cupid who we fed and flourished
Will fall to earth now undernourished
And love’s young dream will fade and disappear
When words we want to hear
Are not enough to keep us near
When we tear the jagged arrows from our hearts
When our Eden turns to bramble
When our paradise is lost
When we’ve given up the ghost
I wonder who hurts the most
Scoring points against each other
Throw a line then run for cover
Turn and view the ruins from afar
Kisses sharpenned to precision
Softenning each small incision
Skin on skin and scar on healing scar
When flowers take the place of a penitent embrace
When the day betrays the secrets of the night
When our Eden turns to bramble
When our paradise is lost
When we’ve given up the ghost
I wonder who hurts the most
Each twisted word a thorn
Each silence a crimson tear
In a heart that wakes each dawn
And breaks before the dying of the day
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10. |
Evermine (Reprise)
02:25
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Instrumental
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11. |
Song Of Goodbye
05:06
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I never said a word
Not even under my breath
I didn’t even think it
I don’t know what you’ve heard
I know the rumours abound
The wind spreads them around
But I swear I’m not cheating
I wouldn’t even know how
To abate your suspicions know
You won’t know if it’s bait ’til they reel in the line
And at the end of the day
Do you want to believe what I say
Or do you just want to sing a song of goodbye
The sky is falling down
I smell thunder in the air
Somewhere the clouds are burning
There’ll be no rainbows here
You sow the seeds of doubt
And once the flowers are out
You know there’ll be no returning
This is no place for denial
This is the sentence without a trial
My story’s the same if I’m open or lie
So I’ll just pack up my case
And stare my fate straight in the face
And smile as I sing a song of goodbye
So sing a song of loneliness
Sing a song of weariness
Sing along with tears in your eyes
Sing a song with hope in it
Not a sour note in it
Sing as though you’re singing goodbye
Sing a song of leaving
sing a song of grieving
Sing while looking fear in the eye
Sing something simple
Sing something sinful
Sing oh sing a song of goodbye
Goodbye
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Paul Armfield Isle Of Wight, UK
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