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High Noon
04:09
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High Noon
High noon, Come on, say it
Why can’t everybody just get along
I was once yours but now I’m all gone
See how the light’s treating the shadow
Flames so high you can’t see without ‘em
I was once yours but the fog is coming on strong
Oh we’re in but in brave new way
With your rules
And your prisms
Someday you’ll get
What your giving
But at a different pace
The world is lost, isn’t it love
Sunrise
Hands shaking
Its your move
It’s heartbreaking
Ain’t nothing right
You guard the dogs
That guard the gates to hell
Ain’t nothing right
Oh but in a brave new way
Your rules
Your prisms
Someday you’ll get what your giving
But in a different way
The world is lost, isn’t it love
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2. |
Holy Hells
03:47
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Holy Hells
I went looking for the devil
In a golden suit on a Saturday night
Used to travel with a knife in my boot
And under my head
Guess I’ll do whatever I do to feel free
And If you’re gonna get me down
honey do it right
Holy hells flying around you
Psychedelic interventions
Call the number on the wall girl
hope you get the right extension
Oh I get it
You decide, dictate and police
Whatever you do don’t pray for me
Well it's not your right
Would that I was where I am not
But I do see right my love
Your world poison path molasses,
My love, angry as the sun
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3. |
Feel Life
03:51
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Sunrise
Hands shaking
Perfect poison for the pain
Slow death to awaken
From the clouds of indecision
Red velvet baby blue
I woke up next to you
With a record skipping in my head
Well everything shatters, trying so hard not feel love
But I can see you leaning on the wall
In the back just looking through me
Clouds lift and the moment is gone
I want you to feel life
I want love
I was the last thing you want
And you know dear that I love you
I was the last thing…
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4. |
Cowgirl
02:49
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Cowgirl
I wanted to be there
Everyones said
From across the river
You can hear it now
There was blood in the corner of your mouth
Stars were falling
All the dogs were howling
Streetlights were glowing
I went out on the roof
I felt so dizzy and
I saw the wasteland moving towards me
Someone come get me now
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5. |
Katie Cruel
03:36
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Katie Cruel – Lyrics
When I first came to town
They call me the roving jewel
Now they changed their tune
They call me Katie Cruel
If I was where I would be
Then I'd be where I am not
Here I am where I must be
Where I would be, I cannot
Oh when I first came to town
Well they brought me the bottles plenty
Now they've changed their tune
They bring me the bottles empty
Through the hills travel
Through the boggy mire
Straight away down that road
To my heart's desire
When I first came to town
Oh they called me the roving jewel
Now they’ve changed their tune
They call me Katie Cruel
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Ways of Losing - Lyrics
Be free in your mind
There are ways of losing that feel so fine
No rules to bind you
See how she flies?
Nobody there but the sky
And the light
Just go
Live your life
You don’t have to come down anymore
Love will protect you
I will learn to live without you
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7. |
Dyed
03:52
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Dyed - Lyrics
I woke up by the field
With a bee hitting the glass
You rolled your sequined eyes at me
As you pulled up your pants
Find me a river
That doesn’t know her name
I will sing into the trees
Til they take up all my pain
I am a fool in love and
I’ve got nothing to prove
The spire’s shadow is on us
I can feel it whenever you move
Like pressure at the edge
of a river’s blade
No gods
No will
No waves
No wind
To carry us back to shore
Well I’m tethered to your boot
You have your lantern raised
Swinging taciturn ways you learned
To weave into my braids
Thigh high in the night
Running down the aisle
Well I’d sell my soul to the devil you know
Just to see you smile
Whatever love is or is not
I don’t care anymore
for I have loved you like an island
forever is losing its shore
I cannot
Be here any more
With
No gods
No will
No waves
No wind
To carry us back to shore
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Drifting
03:21
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Drifting
I walked in with your hand on my neck
And all of the crows
In the valley below start flying
Death came to our house
Walked right through the door
While no one alive was listening
You looked dead in the eyes
But did not hear a word that I was saying
All the while you go flying
A thousand suns catch the light and go
Sailing over
Oh forgive us
Though we know what we have done
When every thread of life has caught the wind
And is now drifting
And you’ve seen the eye of god
And lived through the barrel of a gun
Oh a thousand suns catch the light
And go sailing over us
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9. |
Is Anything Wrong
02:50
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Is Anything Wrong - by Lhasa De Sela
I used to say
I'm ready show me the way
Then another year or two
Would pass me by
Is anything wrong?
Oh, love, is anything right?
And how will we know
Will time make us wise?
People outside
They know just what to do
They look at me
And they think that I know too
Is anything wrong?
Oh, love, is anything right?
And how will we know
Will time make us wise?
I've found a home
Now will life begin
I can wait another year or two
But not one moment more
Is anything wrong?
Oh, love, is anything right?
And how will we know
Will time make us wise?
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Ora Cogan
"Cogan can be strikingly sparse and overwhelmingly composed in the same sublime breath. She summons orchestral waves of violins and rolling psychedelic guitars, propelled forward by a voice that sweeps audiences away under a tsunami of blissful sonic complexity." - Sled Island Festival ... more
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