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Down to the glen where the roses twine
Lie in the grass, watch the time go by
The humdrum mid afternoon sun
Only his mother's only son
Black jack tarmac, dirt dust track
Sister's certain wrapped in rags
Whispers words of Irish schemes
Steal a smile from the scorpion's dreams
She sings the mourning
She sings the mourning
She sings the mourning in the quiet night
She said don't worry
She said don't worry
She said don't worry, we're out of sight
She sings the mourning in the quiet night
Blood red love knot, temptress eyes
Cuts right through the family ties
Lighthouse lights the locust's nest
Salem sights in vibe incest
Act to the glen where the roses twine
Treacle tarts and terpentine
Patron saint of guillotine
Secrets safe when no-one sees
And she sings the mourning
She sings the mourning
She sings the mourning in the quiet night
She said don't worry
She said don't worry
She said don't worry, we're out of sight
And she sings the mourning
She sings the mourning
She sings the mourning in the quiet night
She said don't worry
She said don't worry
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An open door on the thirteenth floor
Conspiracy in the corridors
I'll take you down
Down to Cripples Crown
Should you say, what can you do?
Satellites, I'm watching you
I'll take you down
Down to Cripples Crown
I'll take you down
Down to Cripples Crown
At this dark hour, who'll be there?
Open the door if you dare
Venus Flytrap on the stairs
I'll take you down
Down to Cripples Crown
There'll be no time, there'll be no tears
The elevator disappears
I'll take you down
Down to Cripples Crown
I'll take you down
Down to Cripples Crown
Cripples Crown
Cripples Crown
Cripples Crown
Cripples Crown
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Up on Killdevil Hill
The Sand Dunes are still
It ends as it begins
December 1903
Buzzet on the breeze
Coils see the wind
I said it's heads or tails
Bicycles for sale
It's time to go
Now it seems so long ago
Now it seems so long ago
It was three days later
In a web of wires
Or so it seemed
Up on Killdevil Hill
The Sand Dunes are still
Picture the scene
I watched their plans unfold
In the morining cold
The world will know
Now it seems so long ago
Now it seems so long ago
If that's you over there
You can laugh, you can stare
Well I don't care
I'll just say heads or tails
Bicycles for sale
It's time to go
Now it seems so long ago
Now it seems so long ago
Now it seems so long ago
Now it seems so long ago
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The operators came
And took me away, took me away!
Everybody laughed
Remember the day, they took me away!
Don't know what they are looking for
Don't think I'll never know
They lay me on the bed
Drilled my head, the incision bled
The wires in my brain
Every now and again I remember the name
And as I drift away
Into my hiding place
(?)
Where the cameras cannot see
The operators came
And took me away, took me away!
Everybody laughed
Remember the day, they took me away!
Remember the day, they took me away!
Remember the day!
They took me away!
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A warning to the curious
A message for the meek
It's better not to be in love
Than to be inbetween
You...
If I never had you
Then I wouldn't feel the way I do now
If I never had you
It was just a joke, you said
But now I'm warning you
On whose grounds do you dare to tread
When all your plans fall through?
You...
If I never had you
Then I wouldn't feel the way I do now
If I never had you
A warning to the curious
A message for the meek
It's better not to be in love
Than to be inbetween
You...
If I never had you
Then I wouldn't feel the way I do now
If I never had you
If I never had you
If I never had you
If I never had you
If I never had you
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Shut the bedroom window in the morning
Go to the shop, make plans to be leaving
In the morning
Thought I was sleeping, it was just a dream
An ally cat chewing on dead leaves
In the morning
Out of the dark and into the light
When the morning comes I will be alright
When I leave I try not to wake her
Tiana toast to yesterday's capers
In the morning
She wrote my name on a red telephone box
When I got there she'd already rubbed it off
In the morning
Out of the dark and into the light
When the morning comes I will be alright
And all this time I've watched it change
But it's still the same
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
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Something inside of me
Feels like I'll be wanting you forever
There'll never be another century
There's no time to think about the weather
When there's something inside of me
Something inside of me-e-e
Something inside of me
And now I can't look back
The invisible invasion
It's like a stranger strangled on the moor
Into the void for now I'm gone
Five in the morning I'll be knocking at your door
With something inside of me
With something inside of me-e-e
Something inside of me
And now I can't look back
Oh please don't come illuse
I know you think I'm bulletproof
Can't you see that it's hurting me?
What do you think I'm supposed to be?
When something inside of me
Feels like I'll be wanting you forever
There'll never be another century
There's no time to think about the weather
When there's something inside of me
Something inside of me-e-e
Something inside of me
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Come home you've been gone too long
I hear you walking like a tired dog
All alone in the wild untamed
A fading face in the picture frame
Well I'll be waiting when the cuckoo calls
A different place but the same four walls
I hear you crying for somebody's arms
Come home away from harm
Tears those tears and thorns
The unborn will pass through every storm
While the sad silent son
He sings for the kings
And the times they had last spring
Come home through the hurricanes
The violent winds and the sharp chicanes
I see you swimming in the blackest seas
With the magnets and the mysteries
Above the fireplace upon the shelf
In the book where I find myself
Was it you who turned the page last night?
Come home it will be alright
Tears those tears and thorns
The unborn will pass through every storm
While the sad silent son
He sings for the kings
And the times they had last spring
Come home (x8)
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Oh, where did you go?
Waiting by the rocks
Stories never told
When you cried out loud
You never made a sound
Away from the town
And far from the crowd
Gold, silver and gold
Waiting by the rocks
Shivering cold
Like Miranda said
Life's not for the dead
Away from the sound
And far from the crowd
Oh, where did you go?
Waiting by the rocks
Stories never told
One forgotten day
Sadly passed away
Into the ground
And far from the crowd
Far from the crowd
Far from the crowd
Far from the crowd
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I'm leaving today
Too much time's already wasted
I know I can't stay
So I've made my reservations
I'm closing the door
To this old empty house...
...of sorrows
They're only sorrows
Until tomorrow
I'm leaving today
I'm leaving today
Things I'll never know
All the words I wanted to say
Ghost at the window
And things will never be the same
I'm closing the door
To this old empty house...
...of sorrows
They're only sorrows
Until tomorrow
I'm leaving today
I'm leaving today
I'm rolling my bones
Right out of this lonely place
I'll never go home
It's not my home anyway
I'm closing the door
To this old empty house...
...of sorrows
They're only sorrows
Until tomorrow
I'm leaving today
I'm leaving today
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Arabian sand
Feel it slipping through your hand
Arabian sand
Arabian sand
I know you sure can understand
Arabian sand
The madman's in the desert, look out behind you
The madman's in the desert, looking to find you
The madman's in the desert, promise the future
The madman's in the desert, looking to shoot you
Down in the desert
Madman's in the desert
The madman's in the desert
The madman's in the desert
Arabian sand
Feel it slipping through your hand
Arabian sand
Arabian sand
(?)
Arabian sand
The madman's in the desert, look out behind you
The madman's in the desert, looking to find you
The madman's in the desert, promise the future
The madman's in the desert, looking to shoot you
Down in the desert
Madman's in the desert
The madman's in the desert
The madman's in the desert
Can you dance with the lepers in the madman's house?
Can you dance with the lepers in the madman's house?
Can you dance with the lepers in the madman's house?
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It's late afternoon
Smoke fills the room
The actor sighs
Dogs barking outside
The night seems the same
It sleeps in the day
The actress cries
To their last goodbyes
It's always this way
Everytime...
Everytime...
You're passing me by
On days like these
Walk to the sea
It's too hard to find
When mirrors collide
The end of the street
The place where we meet
The tears in our eyes
Could stay for a while
It's always this way
Everytime...
Everytime...
You're passing me by
It's late afternoon
You enter the room
The music dies
And leaves us behind
It's all just a game
Everytime...
Everytime...
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