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Salt skin and warmth of shallow whiskey
Filthiest smile in all the duchy
The rumours out, the curses have returned…
Born of contradiction, with nothing certain
untenable expectations
The paths we walk were always bound to merge
Forget the fear, false joy and struggle
Step into the waves
Where tree is hung, and well is dressed
For the mizzle eyed maiden of the west
I found the punchline in your jokes
Ring the bells and man the boats
You sing to me and dance with shaking fist
I close my eyes and reach to you
Light the beacons, spread the news
My dreams are slipping anchor in the mist
Forget the fear, false joy and struggle
Step into the waves
Where tree is hung, and well is dressed
For the mizzle eyed maiden of the west
We lay it thick and we strip it back
We paper over every crack
With rusting, rabid, knowing, bowstring curve
I fear for love outside our fiction
Of pinhole stars in blackout curtains
I project on you once more this foaming world
Forget the fear, false joy and struggle
Step into the waves
Where tree is hung, and well is dressed
For the mizzle eyed maiden of the west
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Solstice Moon
03:13
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Under the solstice moon, in the sepia light
Let our love become aligned, I'll sacrifice my heart to you
Under the solstice moon, I'll be waiting for you
Until you're here with me beneath the solstice moon
Under the willow tree, did you speak the first word?
Or did I dream that your sweet voice I heard saying you're in love with me
Under the willow tree, will you be waiting for me?
Until I'm here with you beneath the willow tree
The world keeps on turning
The universe expands
But I'll still be standing here
Until you take me by the hand
Below the standing stones, I'll be waiting for you
Until you're here with me beneath the solstice moon
Next to the Aubrey holes, scatter me from above
That I might wander down the cursus, raise a barrow for our love's
More than an artefact or some forgotten tune
Always you're here with me beneath the solstice moon
In the shadow of the monolith
I can sense my time is brief
You may have lost your faith but I
Cling to my belief
Below the standing stones, always I'll be waiting for you
Until you're here with me beneath the solstice moon
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The Same Mistakes
05:18
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Embittered unsociable stubborn curmudgeon
Got a phone, but it don't seem to function
I'm starting to doubt your motives too
Were you in love with me or just the things I do?
Did you ever wonder with your head in the dirt
Why you never add up to all you observe
When no matter how bright, no matter how dark, it looks the same
The same mistakes in the future, same mistakes in the past
Same mistakes that we always made
It seems we always made the same mistakes
Nay-saying red-seeing, blind to the page
You skip half the sentences but spurt all of the rage
Fear may stalk your pathway in the arsenic light
False widows accuse you of disturbing their night
Do you ever wonder what you drag from the depths?
When you ratchet the rumours, turn up the threats
Because no matter how warm, no matter how cold, it tastes the same
The same mistakes in the future,same mistakes in the past
Same mistakes that we always make
Must we always make the same mistakes
Copper slugs in the morning, silver trails at night
Will I dare to complain when you don’t treat me right?
Leave the washing on the line this rain may stop someday
You'll know what's been done and the price that you'll pay
Always to bury the good in the depths of the ground
Sowing secondhand fury to scatter around
Because no matter how old, no matter how old, we'll be the same
The same mistakes in the future, same mistakes in the past
Same mistakes we will always make
Doomed to always make the same mistakes
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Mizzle-Eyed Strings
04:30
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Julian Gaskell UK
Described by angry locals as the bastard son of Waits, Strummer, Reinhardt and Rachmaninov, Julian Gaskell’s music over the last 20 years has followed a wayward path of withering agricultural-folk, klezmer accordion, overly-lyrical punk, gypsy-jazz guitar, tangos, waltzes, rhumbas and skiffled-up boogie-woogie piano. ... more
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