1. |
The Feast Of St. John
04:14
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See the low fires burning at the Feast of St John
See the heroes returning, all but one
And I’ll be with you brother if good fortune allows
‘Cause all that was east is west of me now
And oh don’t go down when you’re lit on by sorrow
Oh don’t take that shit on
Oh, oh like birds of bad weather
Oh, oh here they come
Oh, oh may they all fall together
Oh monsters begone
Hope we won’t have to wait ‘round forever
See a man of good standing
Pushed to the ground
And his lover attending and her arms all around
And her anger, and her ire, and her blood raging full
Muster, muster to the depths of your soul
And oh don’t go drowning when they drag you down in the hollow
Oh don’t take their shit on
And oh, oh let them circle, let them hover
Oh, oh here they come
And oh, oh they all deserve one another
Oh monsters begone
I was all boogie boogie till you came along
Oh, oh like birds of bad weather
Oh, oh here they come
Oh, oh may they all fall together
Oh monsters begone
We should have seen it coming
See the low fires burning at the Feast of St John
See the heroes returning, all but one
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2. |
Down On Our Knees
06:29
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I hear them coming, day and night I hear them drumming
They’re drawing nearer, coming to take over
And we’ll all go down on our knees
Won’t we, all go down on our knees
Eventually
A new call to prayer in every town and every square
All blown to hell, death to the infidel
And we’ll all go down on our knees
Won’t we, all go down on our knees
Eventually
Death knells are tolling, seven seals are broken open
The end is nigh, blood streaked across the sky
And we’ll all go down on our knees
Won’t we, all go down on our knees
Eventually
Markets collapsing, damn your one begotten son,
Bad imitators, Holy Joes and space invaders
All go down on our knees
Won’t we, all go down on our knees
Eventually
I took the way open to drowning men
Drawn by the currents, blown by the wind
Armed to the teeth, here come the holy men
Pandemic, famine, war, privation, mass migration
Four horsemen riding, knights of the apocalypse
We’ll all go down on our knees
Won’t we, all go down on our knees
Eventually
Hijabs are burning, Roe V. Wade keeps overturning,
It’s women’s hour, storm the mighty halls of power
We’ll all go down on our knees
Won’t we, all go down on our knees
Eventually
I took the way open to drowning men
Drawn by the currents, blown by the wind
Only nature rules with an iron hand
Throw your alms to heaven, throw your arms ‘round me
Throw your alms to heaven, give and you will receive
Throw your alms to heaven, throw your arms ‘round me
Throw your alms to heaven, die for what we believe
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3. |
There's No Mountain
04:09
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Night has fallen, let’s go out into it
Bring a blanket and a bottle
I’ll need a friend to get me through it
And lately in this life
There’s no quick fix or easy answers
Gonna put all our troubles to right
In love it’s the same
There’s no doubt blues is running the game
Keep your lantern trimmed and burning till the end of the night
Put your cheek to the wind
When you go without, then you’ll go within
If it comes to blows, take it all on the chin
There’s no worthier fight
We’re working, working through it
Losing is a dirty word, I know
But sometimes it’s all we can do
And lately this heart of mine
Has been bruised and it’s been broken
And it’s lost a little spark of divine
And right as I thought I was soaring
The thunder came roaring in
And cut me down to size
And right as I had all of the answers
You said ‘no, there’s no mountain worth its salt
Gonna be easy to climb’
But we climbed it, and we scaled it
And when the wind and the weather were with us
I knew we wouldn’t fail
And we see it, and we take it
And if we fall by the side at least we’ll know that we tried
To leave a little light on our way
And right as I thought I was losing
That truth came bruising and cut me right down in my pride
And right as I thought I was all out of answers
You said ‘no, there’s no mountain great or small you can’t climb
There’s no mountain you can’t move or you can’t climb’
But we climb it, and we scale it
And when the wind and the weather are working together
I knew that we could make it
And we see it, and we take it
We set out unready, unworthy and unsteady
For all we now leave in our wake
There’s no mountain great or small you can’t climb
There’s no mountain you can’t move or you can’t climb
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4. |
Sure As The Rain
05:50
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Sure as the rain will fall, as the dogs go barking in the hall
As true as I’m innocent, I will draw you back to me again
I don’t need cunning nor falsity, sleight of hand or sorcery
To divine what I know is true; I never saw this come for me or for you
This love, my lover, my love
The one one thing that’s true; the very best of everything is you
Your heart is enormous
Come dance with me down the Rue Du Faubourg Saint-Denise
Nous monterons dans l’escalier ver chez James et chanterons toute la nuit
Mon cœur
Sure as the dance will end, the actors admit it’s all pretend
Come in, my love, and close the door; I have no thought for leaving no more
This love, my lover, my love
Believe me it’s true: the better part of everything is you
The world waits before us
Come dance with me down the Rue Du Faubourg Saint Denise
Nous monterons dans l’escalier ver chez James et chanterons tout la nuit
Come dance with me, á l’école Jaques LeCoq ‘vec François et Olivier
Et nous buvons á leur santé, et á cet grand aventure la vie
Encore, encore
Light of my wanting, light up my bones
Light years ahead of me, light my way on
Light of my longing, tight to my skin
Lead me on always, tie me up again
Bound to your phases, pulled by your moons
Leave the door open for what’s coming through
Light luminescent, hold on somehow
Burn low if you have to, but don’t go out
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Will you please stop butting in to everything I say
I can’t take you anywhere, can’t take you anywhere
How can I get through while you’re standing in my way
Try get past me if you dare
We’re milling ‘round like spinning tops
Eager to make a change
We tie ourselves all up in knots
The result is the same
Between us there is music
Perhaps there is a song
Before us there are melodies unwritten
Half rhymes still unformed
And we’re nothing if not unusual
Let them gather, let them stare
Mouths agape are nothing new to us
Darling, let down your hair
‘Cause between us there is music
Perhaps there is a song
Before us there are words on scraps of paper
Melodies still unlearned
We’re hanging ‘round like sitting ducks
Is it time that we rein it in?
You had your best shot, still no luck
Little apples will grow again, when summer ends
Between us there is music, perhaps there is a song
Before us there are are answers, answers of our own
Behind us there’s nothing I would change
Nothing more to be done
And above us there is everything
Everything, everything under the sun
Your life is your life
Don’t let it be taken, don’t let it be turned
Your life is your life
It’s yours to crash and break and burn
It’s yours and only your concern
It’s yours to live, to live, to live, to live
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6. |
Ghost
04:24
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There’s a ghost in the house
Can you feel it?
It moves around when you’re asleep
There’s a ghost in the house
Can you believe it?
Well, you ought to know
You brought it home
When all these things are measured up
Where’s the sin
In what’s been done?
I’ll build a bridge over every one
Heaven knows, we could be lost and we’d never know
Heaven knows, we’re only making it stronger
Look for the silence when you reach for my love
Look for the silence, let it rain from above
There’s a ghost in your mouth
I can taste it
A thing you’d rather not talk about
There’s a ghost in your mouth
Can’t you hear it?
Can we let it go?
Can we work it out?
Heaven knows, we could be lost and we’d never know
Heaven knows, we’re only making it stronger
Heaven knows, all could be lost and we’d never know
Heaven knows, we’re only calling it on
Can we let it go?
Can we work it out?
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7. |
Bearing Witness
04:29
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I’m bearing witness, I’m laying low
I’m saving my strength now for those who need me the most
I’m stepping lightly, I’m learning to dance
I’ve fifty-two milk-white roses for the Angels of Happenstance
‘Cause it’s not what you’re given
But what you do with it
And it’s not the road less travelled
But how you choose to live
I’m bearing witness, I’m staying clean
Not leaving the house now except for what I need
I’m sick and sorry, in no good state of mind
I can’t stand the attention, can’t stand to be left behind
‘Cause it’s not what you’re given
But what you do with it
And it’s not the road less taken
But how you choose to live
And it’s not your lack of understanding
But your ignorance
I’m bearing witness, but my feelings are mixed
I play my hand the best I can
Though I feel like the whole thing is fixed
I’m bearing witness, I’m holding my own
If it wasn’t for the kindness of others
I’d have gone down long ago
I’m bearing witness, I’m chipping away
Used to be you could fall behind
Used to be you could make a mistake
And it’s not what you’re given
But what you do with it
And it’s not the road less travelled
But how you choose to live
And it’s not your lack of understanding
But your ignorance
And it’s not the last man standing
Gets to tell it like it is
And it’s left to frail and tender hearts
To deal with it
And it’s not what you’re given
But what you do with it
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8. |
Short Life
05:41
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It’s a short life and there’s so little time
And there’s a real risk stirring
That we may never put these troubles to right
It’s a dangerous lie that we’ve got endless time
But there’s a real hope hovering
That we may one day get some good across the line
In this short life
We only get so much time
At the wheel
So we drive that mile
We pull the sense inside
We spend the first part running
And next part waving goodbye
To a short life
We only get so much time
At the wheel
In this short life
There’ll be no going back this time
Don’t throw it away
Rising up unready in the morning
Rising up at the close of day
Rising up late, wondering if you’re still awake
Time enough for sleeping through the winter
Time enough to miss a day
‘Time enough’ goes quickly, don’t you throw it away
I know this goodwill don’t mean anything
I know we’re judged only on the light that we bring
I hope your heart is bearing up
You went too far too fast
I knew you were a skylarker right to the last
This golden tongue will soon be dust
But when you kick it up
We’ll rise in backlit particles
You won’t have to go it alone
Running out of step, step, running out of road
We’re running out of step, step, running out of road
Falling out of step, step, running out of road
Skylarking, isn’t it a way that we can go?
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9. |
Reprise
00:58
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