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Múm Album


Summer Make Good (04/12/2004)
04/12/2004
1.
Hú Hviss - A Ship
2.
3.
4.
5.
Stir
6.
Sing Me Out The Window
7.
8.
Away
9.
10.
Smalls Deaths Are The Saddest
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12.
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Hú Hviss - A Ship

[No lyrics]

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In the longest of nights
Stir him at your breast
In silence - row him, row him

On the bleakest of morns
He'll break at your rocks
And weeping - row row


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Skar the fire son
Pet the smiling one
Woo the sleeping one
Ró the crying one

Hú-hviss my little one
Ró-ró my crying one
Ligg-ligg my tired one
Rura sleeping one

Touch a feal, you blind a must
Soft the skin of the warmest rust
Cause nothing blows in the faraway
I go away, go away
Past the hills, past the day

Touch a feal, you blind a must
Soft the skin of the warmest rust
Cause nothing blows in the faraway
I go away, go away
Past the hills, past the day


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The wind plays flute
Through the cellar door
And on my window sill
Plays a sad old song
I hope tonight
You will touch my hair
And draw ghosts on my back

Walk the shore
Too impassable
Shout at screaming waves
Shout at silent rocks
I think tonight
I'll dream of salty tongues
So tears drip down my legs

The wind plays song
Through the cellar door
And on my window sill
Plays a sad old song
I hope tonight
You will touch my hair
And draw ghosts on my back


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Stir

[No lyrics]

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Sing Me Out The Window

[No lyrics]

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Swim to shore
We two
Pet the kids
Whe who
Lose our way
To drunk
Scream and shout
Go hide
With you who fall me too small,
Can I try make it good again
Sin for you who they will find your way
While go way nice and dark come back
Home
Swim to shore

We two
Pet the kids
Whe who
Lose our way
To drunk
Scream and shout
Go hide
With you please fall me who so small can
I try make it burn again
Sin for you who they will find your way
A while go way nice and dark come back
Home


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Away

[No lyrics]

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Oh, how the boat drifts
Oh, how the tide shifts
I lie my head in
I hear it coming
Oh, how the wave breaks on your body

Look, how the lights lit
Look how its tone shifts
It's doing my head in
We row, we row, we row towards it
Oh how the wave breaks on your body


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Smalls Deaths Are The Saddest

[No lyrics]

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Please don't cry for hammer in your teeth
We'll spoil the pretty snow that lies beneath
Who go cry for hammer in her teeth
We'll spoil her pretty face at least she feels real
No-go cry for hammer in your teeth
We'll spoil the pretty snow that never feels real

Breathe, you breathe
Believe you me tonight
Breath in, breath out
Make good, make float
Bleed you me
_ú nótt

Please don't cry for hammer in your teeth
We'll spoil the pretty snow that lies beneath
And summer will make good for all of our sins
if we only wish it hard enough

Breathe, you breathe
who go who cry
believe you me
to night/múm night
Breathe in, breathe out
make good, make float
bleed you me
_ú nótt

Shé cry, who closes eyes and hopes not to come back


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Come little ship bells
Where are you
I just want to say ‘how are you’
Come here
Red raindrops
Where are you
Bells, where are you
Come to me
Your bells seem to find you
But where are you
Your bells seem to find you


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