1. |
Hello
02:04
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Hello
Is there anybody in there
The snow
Is falling in Times Square
Below
the musty smell of stale air
Go slow
Take me out, take me anywhere
Hello
There must be someone in thete
The snow
Is melting in Times Square
Below
The musty smell of stale air
Go slow
Take me out, take me anywhere
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2. |
In The Night
02:11
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The hum of a million lives lived
They rumble and they drift
Relentlessly they lift
And the colours all shift
And the ones I missed in the night
Sheets of rain fall all around
And down it pours
Distant echos of all that
Was here before
The buzz of a million lives lived
From the edges where they drift
Restlessly they lift
And my mind begins to shift
And the ones I missed in the night
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3. |
Clouds
02:29
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Open up my bright eyes
In the hazy evening light
As the sun sets in the orange sky
Is this my last flight?
As a new moon rises
Starlight breaks through
Above the clouds the sun always shines
Another storm brews
Up in the clouds
I'm looking down
But I can't hear a sound here
Up in the clouds
I'm looking down
I'm waiting to be found
Am I freezing or am I already frost?
Am I losing or am I already lost?
Up in the clouds
I'm looking down
But I can't hear a sound here
Up in the clouds
I'm looking down
I'm waiting to be drowned here
Am I looking?
Am I lost?
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4. |
Morning
02:14
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Wake (Feel the sun)
Open up (Your eyes)
Low clouds lie
In Fine lines
All across skies
smoke from camp fires
Rise up
A new day is dawning
Stand up
Another day is calling
Reach out
The new hope of morning
Move on
It's ever changing
The day is breaking
Our dreams are ending
We will forget them when the light comes
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5. |
Manhattan
02:21
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Now I'm walking the streets
Of a city
I don't live in
And I don't have my keys
On adventures again,
Though the road wends
It never ends
And I'm caught by the breeze
Yes I'm walking the streets
of Manhattan
I don't live here
Not a cent on me
Now the worms they will glow
And the owls they will screech
And the fish will weave
Bumble little bee
Take me out tonight
When the day has died
And the fire flies
Fade into the light
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6. |
The Great Plains
02:45
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I fail, I float over the Great Plains
I fade, away, leave only my remains
After all the smoke has cleared
I will be found
Today, only today, once I have been here
I drift, away, I leave behind my fear
And, when we're gone, we can go back to where we belong
Now, that we're gone, we can go back to where we are from
We will rise
In the smoke
Of the ash
And the oak
In the dust
In the mire
In the dirt
In the fire
We will grow
In the leaves
In the woods
In the trees
In the grass
In the fields
In the heath
In the seeds
In the sea
And the waves
In the wind
And the rain
It all comes round again
We will rest
In the peace
Of the sun
In the east
We will flow
In the creek
In the snow
In the sleet
In the sea
And the waves
In the wind
And the rain
In the sea
And the waves
In the wind
And the rain
It all comes around again
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7. |
Breaks
01:57
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Breaks upon the shore
The tide rolls in
And drags me out
Beneath the waves
Beneath the sea
Into the blue
Is this, just a dream?
Am I awake?
Am I asleep?
Pull me back
Eat me up
Swallow me down
I descend, I decline
Underneath the ocean waves
Down I drift
Down I sink
And settle down
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8. |
Red Kite
02:20
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Oh red kite soar up high
A forked tail rise up and glide
And twist and turn in thermals
And bank and drift in wide circles
And lift me up
In a thousand suns
Across the lake
This was my miss
I plummet, I plunge now
I stumble, I tumble down
I break up, I capsize
Unfurled across the orange sky
And lift me up
In a thousand suns
Across the lake
This was my mistake
It never ends
I won't forget
Your dying light is still warm
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