1. |
Somewhere
03:53
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Somewhere
Somewhere
The time has come for an intervention
Cleanse this decay for re-invention
Somewhere
Somewhere
A nation on its knees, smothered by greed,
Every Jim and Joe on the street is groping for something
Somewhere
Somewhere
I’m gonna start today.
But then in the morning, you wake up, and the day is there to greet you
And the same old hate is waiting to defeat you
Walk on through, though your spirit is fragile,
Walk on through,
You gotta walk on.
Somewhere
Somewhere
I don’t know if I believe in God,
But I’ll tell you one thing that I’m certain of,
That the priest and the pope
Are just as lost
As all of us.
Somewhere
Somewhere
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2. |
Tomorrow
03:13
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Sick today
Desperate yesterday
But I know I’ll be okay
Tomorrow
My horse will win
My ship will sail right in
The woman of my dreams will find me
Tomorrow
But what if tomorrow doesn’t come?
Every day this city’s landscape looks the same,
Throngs and scores of dreamers pining for
Tomorrow
Freedom Friday,
Package holiday,
Nuts and bolts in a machine geared for
Tomorrow
But what if tomorrow doesn’t come?
I want some music, rhythm and soul busting out of my radio
I just want some music, rhythm and soul, busting out of my radio
I just want some music, rhythm and soul, busting out of my radio
I just want some music, rhythm and soul busting out all night.
Is it hopeless?
Is it lost?
Are we throwing ourselves away?
Am I broken?
Where is love?
Sometimes I find myself falling down to pray that
Tomorrow
Doesn’t come.
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3. |
A Little Prayer
04:19
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She wore a suit of bright pink
To make the angels wink
And they showered her in roses and rhyme
She wore her hair down
From the crown of thorns
And when I cursed her
She whipped my ears with scorn
She said ‘sweet boy, you’ll beat your Goliath’.
And I had to laugh ‘cause I’d never read the bible in my life.
She said ‘sing to me now,
Before it’s too late,
As we stand upon the platform between hell and heaven’s gate.’
I told her I didn’t believe in a God,
There’s just too much heartache on this rock we call our home
I wanted to be gone
Somewhere where I wouldn’t have to swallow my soul every day.
Every day.
Every day.
Every day.
Our train arrived
And we got on
We sat down still and silent and the carriage moved along.
I heard the rumbling
Beneath my feet,
I was gripped in total darkness
Till I heard her start to speak,
She was whispering
A little prayer
Softly
‘Lord, don’t drive your wind so hard at those in peril on the sea’.
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4. |
Child
03:40
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Had about enough of sorrow
And winter’s sting in spring
Had about enough of doubting
Everything that’s good in me
And so it’s one for the demon
But it’s two for the child
Of mine, Oh mine.
Had about enough of waking
To this empty room alone
Had about enough of waiting
For some saving grace to just come along
And so it’s one for the demon
But it’s two for the child
Of mine.
Had about enough of pretending
That I’m alright when I’m not alright
Had about enough of living and breathing
Like a human vice both day and night
And so it’s one for the demon
But it’s two for the child
I said it’s one for the demon
But it’s two for the child
Of mine.
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5. |
Australia
06:49
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Dear Pop,
I told you I’d write, so here I am.
I’ve been busy, I meant to write sooner, I hope you understand.
I found a full time job in a farmer’s yard, just North of Perth.
No more smoky streets for me, now I’m a regular man of the earth.
(And you don’t have to worry, I’m doing fine,
And you don’t have to worry, I’m doing fine,
Out here in Australia)
Dear Son,
Not a bother, I’m glad you’re on your way.
The weather is muck, but the girls are well, I can’t complain.
The lads dropped in to say hi,
I made the tea and they sat with me all day.
I’ll have to get myself online, they all say you’re doing fine, that you’re okay
(Out there in Australia)
Dear Pop,
I’m glad you’re well and the girls are too.
Life out here is grand but the foreman treats me like his fool.
On the weekends we pool and car and drive down to the local bar and mess around.
The lads are fairly sound and I’ve put away a couple ‘pound’, as you would say.
(And you don’t have to worry, I’m doing fine,
And you don’t have to worry, I’m doing fine,
Out here in Australia)
Dear Son,
Have your fun but go easy on the beer.
It is a pity about your man but there are wankers in every hemisphere.
I was down to see your Ma, it’s been 4 years, can you believe?
I stood there in the rain, with a fresh and burning pain but wouldn’t leave.
(But you don’t have to worry, I’m doing fine,
No you don’t have to worry, go have the time of your life,
out there in Australia)
Dear Pop,
I forgot, I’m sorry, it slipped my mind.
Although I think of her every day and I miss her all the time.
You know I’m terrible with dates, but excuses can wait, I wish I was home.
Where are Gina and Leanne? I hate to think of my old man on his own.
(And sometimes I wake up in the night, and I see her face,
But when I scramble to the light, I am alone in this alien place called
Australia)
Dear Son,
Your life has just begun, don’t look back now.
I know it’s hard out there alone, but there’s nothing here at home, you’ll get by somehow.
Besides I was looking there last week and flights abroad are pretty cheap if you book in May,
What would you say to me and the girls flying half across the world for Christmas Day?
And by the way your mother’d be so proud of the man you have become,
And every day I thank the Lord for giving me my son.
(And so you don’t have to worry, we’re doing fine,
And you don’t have to worry, you’ll have a future so bright, out there in Australia)
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6. |
Vincent
03:14
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Your aching eyes
Your aching eyes
You soldier on with your aching eyes
Your aching breath
Your aching breath
You soldier on with your aching breath
I know sometimes it seems like your friends
Couldn’t possibly understand
But we’ll try to mend
Your aching breath.
Your aching heart
Your aching heart
You soldier on with your aching heart
Your aching song
Your aching song
You soldier on singin’ your aching song.
I know sometimes it seems like your friends
Couldn’t possibly understand
But we’ll harmonise
With your aching song.
I know sometimes it seems like your friends
Couldn’t possibly understand
But we’ll stand by you
We’ll be at your side.
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7. |
Brand New day
03:42
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Woke up in ribbons,
Head like a landmine,
Love is waning now.
Got on the 145 home,
Dragging tired bones,
Love is waning now.
But the light I see won't abandon me if I treat it with care,
And the courage I know will protect my soul from the darkness
In the night.
So raise me from slumber,
Time has my number,
Life is waiting now.
There's a robin in your jail cell,
Throw a candle down the dark well,
Life is waiting now.
And the light I see won't abandon me if I treat it with care.
So let the bells ring out their tune
On this cold December afternoon,
Welcome everybody to a brand new day.
Life has its troubles,
Everybody knows,
And sometimes it gets so hard,
But I've promised myself I won't let it go.
So if the daylight tears you apart,
If it casts a shadow over your heart,
If you feel like just giving up,
Hold on.
And tonight when you're sleeping,
Lost in your dreaming,
May hope find its way inside.
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8. |
Wait and hold me now
05:09
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Wait, and hold me now until the sun goes down
Wait, and hold me now until the sun goes down
I feel like I’m frozen
In a time that’s not my own
When the sky falls
And the wind pulls
I must imagine love
On my own.
Won’t you please
Let me know
What it is
That I’m doing wrong?
‘Cos young men
My age
Seem to have
So much fun.
So wait, and hold me now until the sun goes down
Wait, and hold me now until the sun goes down
In the doorway
Of your mother’s house
I thought I saw your heart
Reaching out to me
I felt the pull
And the aching in my chest
And so I thought
I’d better leave.
God damn everything
Why does everything seem so hard right now?
Grey skies
Black seas
Imprison me.
So wait, and hold me now until the sun goes down
Wait, and hold me now until the sun goes down.
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9. |
Shine
04:43
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Brazilian café
Portobello Canal
I’m looking out
Through my window
As the evening light wanes.
Fat lady
By the front door
Has fallen asleep
On her crossword
With her head in her hands
So she won’t have to go home
Alone.
Alone.
And now the rain is really coming,
It’s crashing in from the East,
Scores of lost souls
Scrambling
Home to warm, peaceful sheets.
The fat lady
By the front door
Has woken up
Out of her stupor
With that look in her eyes
I’ve seen in my own
So many times
And I wonder why we can’t shine.
Why can’t we shine?
Why can’t we shine?
And I wonder why we can’t shine.
Shine.
I said now something’s really bothering me.
I said now something’s really bothering me.
Late night talk shows
Broadcasting no hope
Dragging collective moral
Down to zero
Fat men with no ears
Who don’t care
Or don’t know
A nation of moaners
Bitchers
Complainers
Poets and prophets
Scholars and painters
Who’s only real sin
Was ever losing faith in itself
Well there’s a new fire burning
A new tide turning
Starting right here in a bedsit
In the damp heart of Dublin
And if you feel like I feel
Don’t let anyone
Ever
Put you down
Or put your fire out
Or waste your time
Or tell you happiness
Is a crime
‘Cos you and I will shine.
Shine.
It’s alright now
It’s alright now
It’s alright now
You and I will shine.
Shine.
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