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There’s a ghost in the room,
And you can feel,
The air is changing, my love,
Yes it is,
There’s a ghost in the room,
And you can hear,
The silence weeping, my love,
Yes it is,
There’s a ghost in the room,
And you can see,
The light is seeping, away,
Yes it is,
There’s a ghost in the room,
And you should know,
The heart it lingers, my love,
Yes it does,
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When your silence is never silent,
There is always such a sound,
Of too much contemplation,
Are you lost? Are you found?
With the world at your feet,
There is always a mountain to climb,
When your pleasure is not your pleasure,
And the sky’s nowhere to be found,
Like a train stuck in the station,
You’re a ship that’s run aground,
With the world at your feet,
There is always a mountain to climb,
When you tell me you’ll always love me,
And I know it to be true,
Forget all the frustration,
I’ll climb that mountain, just with you,
With the world at your feet,
There is always a mountain to climb,
Come climb the mountain...with me,
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Rockets in your Town
02:45
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There’s rockets in your town today,
But don’t you wish they’d fade away?
There’s flaming banshees on the loose,
There’s hell to pay, there is no truce,
There’s lighted candles in the dirt,
The waving flags are disconcerting me...me,
There’s rockets in your town today,
But don’t you wish they’d fade away?
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No-one I know can see how you’ve grown,
This goes to show, not much, yes I know,
It doesn’t matter now,
Let me just show you how,
And when your head is down,
I’ll remake the whole wide world, just for you,
You’re innocent of all of your crimes,
We’re not so spent that we can’t give it time,
It doesn’t matter now,
Let me just show you how,
And when your head is down,
I’ll remake the whole wide world, just for you,
Be on your guard,
It’s not so hard,
And I’ll remake the whole wide world, just for you,
Please don’t believe all the things that you read,
Heart on your sleeve, taste the air that we breathe,
It doesn’t matter now,
Let me just show you how,
And when your head is down,
I’ll remake the whole wide world, just for you,
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There’s a light,
You can see,
In the evening,
And it burns,
Like a candle,
But you can’t have your fill,
There’s a light,
You can see,
From your window,
And it burns,
Like a hole,
In your heart,
And I know the ships,
That call to you now,
And I know the ships,
That call to you now,
There’s a light,
You can see,
When you’re sleeping,
And it burns,
Like the sails,
That have ripped on their beams,
And I know the ships,
That call to you now,
And I know the ships,
That call to you now,
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The Sound of Love
04:09
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You took the lighted candle and you,
Trod the boards so soft,
Like a dancer on the railroad,
You held your head aloft,
You’re moving in the spotlight but your,
Eyes are looking down,
The orchestra it plays with grace, but you,
Cannot hear the sound,
Of love, of love, of love, the sound of love,
You’re sitting in the wings and waiting,
For the curtain call,
Like a finger on a knife edge,
You don’t hear the words at all,
You’re staring at the footprints, are they,
Moving up or down?
The choir singing hallelujah but you,
Cannot hear the sound,
Of love, of love, of love, the sound of love,
You’re waiting for everything to grow,
You’re singing the words you cannot know,
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The Man from the Future
02:29
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I am the man who is here from the future,
I just haven’t quite got there yet,
I am the man who ignores all the rumour,
Nothing that’s true isn’t set,
One step, one step at a time,
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She’s lovely like the rain it falls,
Across the sea and land,
She’s lovely like the wind it blows,
Across the sacred sand,
She’s lovely, she’s lovely...yeah,
She’s lovely like the tempest calls,
Us out with open hands,
She’s lovely like the lightning strikes,
And cries with every strand,
She’s lovely, she’s lovely...yeah,
She sings,
She sings and she calls to us now,
She’s lovely like the ocean swells,
With pride in every wave,
She’s lovely like the sailor’s eyes,
Have hope they can be saved,
She’s lovely, she’s lovely...yeah,
She sings,
She sings and she calls to us now,
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On the Pier
02:27
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Even when we’re waiting on the sand,
As you will, you always hold my hand,
The wind is strong but you will understand,
Kiss me now, oh doesn’t this feel grand,
On the pier, the only place to stand,
On the pier, the only place to stand,
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Snow Day
04:12
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I’ll take away, the things you say,
And hold them in my hand,
Another day, we fade away,
And nothing’s done we planned,
And when I see the snow instead,
Then I can be inside your head,
And we can stay away,
And live to fight another day,
I’ll stay away, and it’s okay,
The world’s not going to end,
Another day, and what I’ll say,
On you I can depend,
And when I see the snow instead,
Then I can be inside your head,
And we can stay away,
And live to fight another day,
Oh, oh, the snow,
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Whenever I can take the weather,
Whenever I can say whatever will be,
Then you’ll come down with me,
Whenever I can cut the tether,
Whenever I can say let’s turn the key,
Then you’ll come down with me,
Whatever else we can be funny,
Whatever else I can say let’s go see,
Come eat the cake with me,
Whatever else it’s always sunny,
Whatever else we can go to the sea,
And see what we can see,
Be kind we’ll be to one another,
Be kind we’ll see that we will both be free,
And we will both be free,
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To the Lighthouse...
03:14
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Simon Tall Norwich, UK
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