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Bulgaria
02:40
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Take me far away from this golden yellow Sun
I need to be somewhere cold and dark
take me to the mountains on the icy northern coast
I see a ship I think that we should just embark
i wake up in the morning and my toes are warm and red
and in the Sun these messy streets seem at peace
but I miss my endless grey, I miss the numbness in my feet
and the necessary extra layer of fleece
so take me to Bulgaria
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2. |
Beautiful Mess
04:00
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when you've rounded up all your lost dogs
I'll be waiting for you
when you've plucked all the petals from my head
I'll be waiting for you
I have seen your face as I've dreamed at night
I still dream now
some mirage does make me feel like straw
I saw you smile
don't beat round the bush, your kiss makes me rush
I'll be waiting for you
I was made of stone, I saw cloudless clear
have you made up your mind?
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3. |
How to Be
04:03
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I’ve been uptown, I’ve been downtown
I been cruising through this cold
and I’ve been keeping up on daylight
and I’ve been crushing lead to gold
We took long walks, all through green parks
but my heart was heavy still
cause I’ve been slowing down at twilight
with my wine on window sills
cause I need to know how to be
on my own before I can love
I feel momentum, when I’m sleeping
when I singing something new
cause I’ve been coasting down these soft hills
and I’ve been speaking only truth
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4. |
Winter
04:22
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In the Summer I’d always forget
how long it would be cold and wet
but my mother would unload the chest
of old winter coats and vests
in the winter
we’d jar up the fruits and rice
we’d split wood and set traps for mice
and we’d frown when the air hinted cold
as if the hot nights had made us less bold
in the winter, we’d all be lost for a little while
in the mornings I’d walk all through town
when the Sun and shop gates were still down
and I’d wear layers and layers and more
and a knit mask so my cheeks stayed warm
I see you there rounding a bend
no air do your soft steps offend
and your skin looks so warm and bright
as if Winter were nowhere in sight
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5. |
Good News
06:48
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Slowly it seemed,
that the jagged streets and the frowning signs were home
Those days out on bikes,
and nights of bliss and hunts for things unknown
And the moment when your hands grew cold
and that inner voice diffused
that is when the world snuck in
and warmed you with good news
have you heard that life is light
and moves like breath in air
if you try to snatch it up
it just sighs without a care
were you in awe?
out in the Sun,
the Winter seemed to have lost its stubborn mood
we lived two days in one,
and seemed to float on air, all our heavy layers removed
and we strung on our little perch
a strand of golden lights
I recalled all my states of grace
how the lined up few but bright
in the dark the buildings loomed
like monumental ghosts
but in the day those skyscrapers
were helpless things at most
were you in awe?
will I hold my own
or is my fall in stone
does a light wind blow
a blessed wind that knows?
when it seemed it was nearly time
to fold and phone once more
I felt a strength that sails alone
and calls the sea its shore
and at last yes I could see a peak
rising from the sea
I let the air wash through my soul
and finally was free
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6. |
So Long, Goodbye
03:07
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So long, Goodbye
my sweet boy don’t you cry
though my eyes may never dry
so long, goodbye
we’d pack your things and go
we’d bundle up for snow
and lead you to your day
though by then you’d learned the way
we loved your light brown hair
but this is far too much to bear
and I’ll bundle up for snow
though if it’s cold I’d never know
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7. |
Loud as War
05:08
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I felt it boil in my throat
when I felt like and empty tie and coat
it took me over, that beautiful grief
it blew me over like a careless pile of leaves
it's strange to think that the day before
I could hardly hear it but now it is loud as war
I'm often held by that beautiful grief
and the way sorrow thrashes and churns up in me
when i hear music or read a line
I may be shaken or remember some sorrow of mine
a sadness fills me, I'm lucky to breathe
it vibrates through and spills out in songs like these
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