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Feel I'm Coming Home
03:23
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Take me to the river
Show me where to go
Take me to the mountain
Never let me go
Lead me to the water
Take me by the hand
Let me feel the wind blow
Blow across the sand
Cos I feel I’m coming home.
Take me to the river
Lead me to the sea
Show me where my heart is
Show me how to be
Show me where the road is
Take me on a ride
Let me see the sunrise
Take me to the sky
Cos I feel I’m coming home.
Yes I feel I’m coming - home.
Take me to the river
Let me see the view
High up in the mountains
Looking down on you
Show me how to get there
Give a little sign
Let me see the sunlight
Let me see it shine
Cos I feel I’m coming home.
Yes I feel I’m coming home.
Yes I feel I’m coming home.
Yes I feel I’m coming - home.
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2. |
I Kinda Know
03:52
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I kinda know
But I’ll ask you once again just to be sure
I kinda know
I’ll only end up with the poison not the cure
I need it putting on a plate
I need the chapter and the verse
I need it from the horse’s mouth
To prepare me for the worst
But I kinda know
I kinda know
But that don’t stop the voices in my head
I kinda know
It was something that I said.
As a way of making absolutely sure
I need to the hear words pass from your lips
So please don’t sugar-coat it
Cos I need the truth as quoted
I will ask you once again before I’m done
But I kinda know
As a way of making absolutely sure
I need to the hear words pass from your lips
So please don’t sugar-coat it
Cos I need the truth as quoted
I will ask you once again before I’m done
But I kinda know
I kinda know, I’ve had this funny feeling for a while
I kinda know, I can’t think when last I saw you smile
I need it putting on a plate, I need the chapter and the verse
I need it from the horse’s mouth, To prepare me for the worst
But I kinda know
I kinda know
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3. |
Once
03:40
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Once I needed an army
Once I needed some help
Once I needed a legion
To keep me safe from myself
Once I needed a landscape
Once I needed the trees
Once I needed a hillside
To make sure I could not be seen.
Once I needed a rainbow.
Once I needed some paint
Once I needed some brush strokes
To make my canvas complete
Once I needed some clothing
To keep me cosy and warm
Once I needed a building
To keep me safe from the storm
Once I needed some chorus.
Once I needed some verb
Once I needed some noises
To make sure my voice could not be heard
Once I needed an army
Once I needed some help
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4. |
Winter Dust
02:47
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5. |
Found in Translation
03:58
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She sits each morning at the window
Staring out to see
Quietly devoted
To truth and honesty
Young life flying all around her
Old life on the page
She tiptoes through the minefield
With kindness and with grace
With balls of softest wool
She spins the finest yarns
With delicate precision
Making sure she does no harm
In suspended animation
She waits to hear her fate
Some answers come in time
Some answers come too late
I hear the truth it does not hurt me
It only serves to set me free
The voice I hear is just a woman
Not some saintly fantasy
And so the dream is gladly broken
Just like the tinted glass
I have not lost her in translation
I have just heard her voice at last
She sits each morning at the window
Staring out to see
Quietly devoted
To truth and honesty
Every day you paid the rent
Every day the story told
Never thought when it was over,
I would get paid in solid gold.
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6. |
Black and White
02:13
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I ache and I cry
I think that I might die
Before I find a way
To black and white
Like a mother denied
I yearn for a life
Like a child inside
I’m looking for a sign
And yet I know I will be fine
Because the wind is in the wire
As someone far more eloquent than me once said:
I will not be denied
Yes the wind is in the wire
The flame is burning higher
The colours fade away to black and white
The trees against the sky
And the clouds go skipping by
Shouting out to me
In words of black and white
And yet I know I will be fine
Because the wind is in the wire
As someone far more eloquent than me once said: I will not be denied
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7. |
Crumbs of Comfort
03:02
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Crumbs of comfort
Can feed the soul
Can shine like silver
Weigh heavy like gold
Make all the difference
Between starve or thrive
Crumbs of comfort
Small delights
When the lights go out
When the cold wind blows
When the skin turns tender
When the door slams closed
When the darkness comes
And the days are short
When the waves grow higher
You can’t keep afloat
Crumbs of comfort
Can feed the soul
Can shine like silver
Weigh heavy like gold
Make all the difference
Between starve or thrive
Crumbs of comfort
Small delights
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8. |
The Edge of the Field
06:32
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I can still hear the sirens at the edge of the field
And the giant black eagle that seemingly floated without any speed
And the sound of the children with long-distance Rothenburg Ocean applied to their shrill little voices
At the edge of the field
The iron road drew me dead straight round the bend,
To far away lands and to long distance love
A lifetime away from the cold stony ground where the Alfas and Brabhams would tumble around and around.
At the edge of the field
The sirens were calling at the edge of the field
I was still partly sleeping, not fully aware of the sound
that time and again would attempt to reveal
a vision of home that was all the time under my feet
At the edge of the field
The fog is just clearing at the edge of the field
And the sirens are singing so clear and so bright
And the place where I came from looks further away
through the opposite end of the telescope’s eye.
At the edge of the field
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9. |
The First Resort
04:45
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In the house there is a hall
Down the hall there is a door
Through the doorway comes the sweet sound
Of a foot pressed to the floor
Down the path there is a gate
Through the gate there is road
On the road there is a chariot
Of silver and of gold
In the chariot Apollo rides the road to victory
Victoria she takes us to the road beside the sea
By the sea the sun is shining beside the golden sand
where the caravans of love are full of promise in our hands
Up the mountain to the playground, & the playground is on fire
The flames are growing higher as they light the starry sky
I’m walking through the forest
I’ve kept my powder dry
My blues have kept me honest
Like the colour of my eyes.
I’ve been walking through the forest
And now I see the sky
Marvin, Otis, John and Paul
Proclaimed the Promised Land
The promises are welcome
But they fade out in our hands
By the sea there is a door
through the door there is a road
the road is lit by neon
In the neon light we glowed
And the light would take us higher to the beating of the drum
And the drummer said ‘you’re welcome take your pleasure while you can’
The summer turned to winter, so quiet and so cold
The silent empty streets would chill the heart and chill the soul
The hungry heart would cry, and the hungry soul would moan
The gold would turn to metal and the sea was grey and cold
But now I’m walking through the forest
I’ve kept my powder dry
My blues have kept me honest
Like the colour of my eyes.
I’ve been walking through the forest
And now I see the sky
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When the fact and the fiction are blurred
When the song that you’re singing you’ve already heard
When the waves just can’t wash, away
All the footsteps that you made
When the sign, of the times, starts swinging again.
Oooh we’re back where we came from
Oooh we’re starting again
Ooooh I hope it’s less painful
Cos the fire is burning again.
When you can feel, that the hand, fits the glove
When you can hear a whisper from above
When the wind is blowing your way
You’ve better listen, you better sway.
Cos the ground, just might be moving, again
Oooh we’re back where we came from
Oooh we’re starting again
Ooooh I hope it’s less painful
Cos the fire is burning again.
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The Wounded Healers Louth, UK
The Wounded Healers were:
Peter Conner: vocals, guitar.
Charlie Jones: vocals,
piano.
Micky Broadbent: vocals, bass guitar.
Andy Hemmings: percussion.
Dave Formula: keyboard.
Dave Angel: lead guitar.
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