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There's bitterness as sound over silence pours down
Into her mouth to stopher breath behind her teeth
When like a miracle above her dry tears built to flood
Across the mountains and the deserts of her cheeks
She said 'why would you leave me on my own,
too soon as the harbinger comes'
The burdens of your lonely spouse
Oh you never could've hoped to be the only one he dreamed of
You might have known it from the start
The circus of his promises left a fool in the shadows of the dawn
Who might have loved him from the start
The want of your desire like smoke above the fire
C ould've slipped in through the keyhole of your door
L ike a theif under your skin come to steal you from within
A nd make you do the things you never would before
She said 'why would you leave me on my own,
too soon as the harbinger comes'
If all this draws to nothing
And if the truth is just a price to bargain with
When for all I know
He might have known it from the start
I walked around her house
With no excuses or reasons for being there
Except that I had loved him from
Loved him from the start
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Phantom limb reach out within
The shadows of a dangerous man
Violent peace relax release
A bomb fell on Afgahnastan
I don't need to see what is plastered around
I don't need to know that the bastards are found
I don't need to see what is massing around
I don't need to know that the bastards are found
Because my phantom limb pushed the button
But my hand let it go
I can still feel the sensation
But please don't let it show
Phantom limb a needle in
We'll pump his blood for dissadance
Relax relive the liberty of occupance
I blame another for the sins of an evil doer
I shot a brother with a naked gun
A lonely mother washed her skin of the protazoa
Married a lover so she could save me maybe
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Love
03:51
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I was standing on my own and,yes, I was hiding in the history that defines
the air between us like a strangers face and as he stares we cannot speak
About the man that I want to be tomrrow and the missed oportunities
That crawl away on careless hands
Speak to me of love
I was waiting on the phone and yes, I was hungry with but words to fill my mouth
they surely fail me as a vengeful heart, on silent tongue the phone came down
Between the man that I want to be tomorrow and the new possibilities
That crawl away on careless hands
Speak to me of love
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Don't Let Go
03:40
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Don't let go, you've always got tomorrow
To cry your tears out and tell me of your sorrow
Hold your hands up for all the hurts you've borrowed
Your loves and fears, your movements haunt me still
You've always got tomorrow
You've it's been running around your head
It's all running around your head
Don't flee the wolves from which you hide
You may escape but it'll leave you on the outside
I've been waiting searching through my sorrows
And love I fear your movements haunt me still
Cause it's been running around my head
Your still running around my head
Don't let go
Don't let go, you've always got tomorrow
To cry your tears out and tell me of your sorrow
Hold your hands up for all the hurts you've borrowed
Won't let go, so don't let go
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Wake Up Wake Up
04:21
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What More Could I Do
03:07
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A man looks up from the morning news
Having seen the people to whom he might lose
His bag his hat and his beautiful wife
So he closes his fist around his valuable life
He said I never even noticed dear what more could I do
What more could I do
A girl marches up with her back to the flag
Wears her pride as a coat and her heart as a rag
She says you're damned if you do and you're damned if you don't
So I'm damned if I'll live by oppression and pomp
She says 'hey mr president turn on our lights
But leave us the trees and the sea to admire
But if the nieghbours look crazy then cut them all down
You see, what more could I do
A soldier hangs up his gun and cries
Writes to his love with the tears from his eye
Says that even to me I've a stranger become
So don't blow all your youth on this
He says that life is a damned hard place for love
When freedom seems like a poet's dream
But it's all I've needed all I wanted for years
What more could I do
Will you take my heart will you take my hand
There's no king to lead me to no promised lands
Just a girl outside with my heart in her hands to save me
What more could I do
What more could I do
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Social Architecture
05:21
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If I'm not there when the evening falls
I might not be til the morning comes around
Her eyes are closed but I know she's still awake
If I'm not there when the morning breaks
I might not be til the mortgage goes away
Her eyes are closed but I know she's still awake
But we're better off
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Fronz Arp Brisbane, Australia
The strange machine which is Fronz Arp grinds like a tattered, angry little hurdy gurdy. With dramatic jaunt and seesawing
melodies that have been compared to weird-pop wonders, such as David Bowie and Tom Waits
“...songs full of drama and action, designed to get pulses racing and yet still sounding both intricate and adventurous” Rave Magazine
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