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The Last Day Of Spring
04:50
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It was the last day of spring
And all the light you bring
Was nestling in the arms of all I am.
The open sky became
A palette of your name
Writ tall and large for the world to see.
And the words you gave were an endless sigh.
And the love you gave was a heartfelt cry.
My world was about to begin
On the last day of spring.
And the world was an empty cradle;
My soul was an unwritten label;
No time,
No place,
No within;
On the last day of spring.
On the last day of spring.
On the last day of spring.
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Three Miles High
05:06
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Shot down; you fly like a bird of flame.
Dragged round; you're down on your luck again.
Bad town; the faces all seem the same.
Slammed round; your word's all you've got to show.
You got so high but now all you see is the low
You're three miles high with lifetime still to go.
You got back the time you took to get away.
Pain black the time you thought that light would fade.
You only ever wanted to kiss the sky
Never stopped to ask yourself the reason why,
Burning ember three miles high.
Burned so bright as the sun was getting low,
All ashes and drifting trails of smoke
Fading lights in a passing theatre show.
Sky high pride you're a slave to the gravity
Too shy to show your full majesty,
Towed line drawing up your tragedy.
Change tack on the vow you never made.
Paint the holes in the cracks of the portrait you portrayed.
You only ever wanted to kiss the sky
Never stopped to ask yourself the reason why,
Burning ember three miles high
You know it's real life; it's not your fantasy
Because your day's less sense than all your wildest dreams.
You only ever wanted to kiss the sky
Never stopped to ask yourself the reason why,
Burning ember three miles high
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3. |
Book Of Souls
03:38
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Love, like, share it or rate it,
Hate and berate it, leave it or share,
It’s all the same to me.
Connect, tie, find and make friends, yeah
Break and create ends, making amends
For what you used to be.
Anyone to anywhere, in every form and everything
(Book of souls)
Expand, lie, describe and create it,
Fabricate it; bending and shaped
To what you want to see.
Cut, paste, edit and shape it,
Filter and fake it, wipe and erase;
The form you wish to be.
Anyone to anywhere, in every form and everything
(Book of souls)
Wipe the stain of all you feel inside.
Build the wall you hope to hide behind.
Guard the door and keep shut tight inside.
So much you’ve left outside to find.
Anyone to anywhere, in every form and everything
(Book of souls)
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4. |
Winter's Child
04:24
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Hold on, my girl, where you running to?
Too long gone from my world, now you're breaking through.
Your song rings on in my memory.
Three days of stolen nights
Your eyes lit the spark.
Remorse mixed in delight-
A faltering start.
Mixed lines, loose wires, cross ties,
Lost in the dark.
A morning's prayer, an evening's scheme,
A lover's dream,
My darling KC.
Hold on, my girl, we're going round again.
More real this time, more to lose than gain,
Your song rings on, draws me in again.
Your hand upon my heart,
You cut to the core.
You faced your crowd and took your bow
To leave me wanting more.
Set fair to bear the weather out on the moor.
All wind and wild; my winter's child
My sceptered isle,
My darling KC.
So long-left out to wander lost.
Cold, long-fire and ice, winter fronts.
Foregone-melting me down once again.
Melting me down once again.
Hold on, my love, where're you going to?
My gold in soul got sold and I'm in hock to you.
One word, one song, should just see me through.
Too hot to hold, too strong to fold,
Won't you me my way?
To learn to fly, to live the lie,
That I'll be okay.
Just give my hope and take my soul
Just for a rainy day.
All that is and all that was
And all that ever will,
My darling KC.
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5. |
Fade To Black
03:14
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Fall low at the end of the show,
Dropped upon a sword that was yours but ended taken.
Free load, you gave your mind and your soul,
And everything got broken from the heart you left wide open.
Space and time; it may not heal but helps to cleanse the wounds
You went and heaped upon yourself.
Call out a cry in the dark
A hope against the rage of all the genies in the bottle
Let out, three wishes apart,
They turned the dreams you wanted into someone else’s nightmare.
Time and space; not always enough to numb the aches and pains
You went and heaped upon yourself.
Well I don’t know your face now, just your name,
Returns the memories time again,
There’s nothing left for you to take back
Take a bow and fade to black.
Let go, not a thing you can show;
You started off with little and you ended up with nothing.
Tales told, a fable of old,
A fantasy to spin around the years close to bedtime.
Night and day, will pass you by in circles time again,
A sentence you imposed upon yourself.
Well I don’t know your face now, just your name,
Returns the memories time again,
There’s nothing left for you to take back
Take a bow and fade to black.
Face stares back from pictures cracked
Memories fade but the feeling stays the same.
Well I don’t know your face now, just your name,
Returns the memories time again,
There’s nothing left for you to take back
Take a bow and fade to black.
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6. |
This Ain't Love
03:43
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My God I woke up sore from the night before with a doubt ringing in my head.
Did we really do the things we said we’d do? Did we mean the words that we said?
When I saw the score, I knew all before had come crashing round our heads,
The morning news that I woke up to focussed all of my nagging dreads.
So I say my friends, you ought to leave,
This house just aint a home
You’d want to bring your kids into;
You’re better off alone.
This aint love, this aint love
But there’s no word to describe the feeling.
Well it don’t take a drink to make me think we’re hardly swimming in the pink,
But when the belt gets tight it gets hard to fight the reason money’s getting thin,
You’re getting less for more and one thing’s for sure, it’s not the outside that’s causing the rot withing
So cross your fingers, pray for luck, and hope that ship’s still coming in.
So I say my friends, you ought to leave,
This house just aint a home
You’d want to bring your kids into;
You’re better off alone.
This aint love, this aint love
But there’s no word to describe the feeling.
If you build a wall you’re a stuck with what’s inside
If you scratch the surface beware what underlies.
There’s an irony to the idea of ‘mankind’
At the top the ladder you’ll find we’re find,
So pull the ladder you know we’re fine.
Well now I’d love to say Theresa May, but there’s no way I ever think she would,
Save all that there is to lose when you’re free to choose to cash the chips in.
So I say my friends, you ought to leave,
This house just aint a home
You’d want to bring your kids into;
You’re better off alone.
This aint love, this aint love
But there’s no word to describe the feeling.
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Embers
04:22
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The day, the night, the light you gave;
The moment gone; the thought you saved;
The glow inside that fades away
An ember of the dying day.
The road, the map; the path you take;
The fault, the crack; the line you break;
The shadows fall, the darkness calls;
The embers of the dying day.
Today, we’re so caught up within the moment
We’re forgetting just to live within the day.
Tell me is it real; the loneliness we feel,
Or is it just the door we leave wide open to the world?
Tell me it real; the way it makes you feel,
Or is it just a poster on the wall to hide the emptiness inside?
The snap, the crack, the biting down;
The mile, the pose, the angry frown;
The words you take, the love you make;
The thoughts you share for your own sake.
We laugh, we cry, we give it out;
We cry, we rage, we sigh, we shout;
The time that’s lost; the price we pay;
The embers of the dying day.
Today we’re so caught up with our own giving
We’ve lost the way to smile and to take.
Tell me is it real; the loneliness we feel,
Or is it just the door we leave wide open to the world?
Tell me it real; the way it makes you feel,
Or is it just a poster on the wall to hide the emptiness inside?
We talk and write, but never seem to hear,
Were caught within the sound but not the word.
Tell me is it real; the loneliness we feel,
Or is it just the door we leave wide open to the world?
Tell me it real; the way it makes you feel,
Or is it just a poster on the wall to hide the emptiness inside?
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Fight In Vain
04:07
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You’ll never catch the sun
Hiding in the Fog
You’ll never see what’s won
By counting up the cost;
For all you think you fight in vain
I’ll tell you the war is won.
You claim it’s all on you
You take the blame too much,
You don’t see what you what you do
To everything you touch;
You claim it’s from gold to rust
I tell you it’s not the war you’ve won.
Turning circles in a concrete square;
Building a mountain from solid air;
Giving it all and never taking back;
Covering your head from invisible flack;
Bracing yourself to take it on the chin;
Too lost in the dark to let the light on in;
To show the love that shines on you.
So stand up in the sun,
Stop hiding in the fog,
See the road run,
You’ll never end up lost.
And though you think you fight in vain,
I’ll tell you the war is won.
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Back To Life
03:54
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There’s no cloud of grey in the sky today,
Do I pray for rain, or just keep my pain?
As you called my name, as you turned to say,
That I’d make your day if I’d only stay
I caught the sound, the word, the light,
But I just can’t speak, I fill with fright.
There’s much I need to say, to do
To get my feelings through.
Oh if I fall before I fly.
If my wings get clipped, if my feet get tripped,
If fall to the floor and I die;
Be the magic kiss, be the state of bliss,
Be the tidal shift that makes me lift,
Be the words I breathe, be the light I see,
Bring me back to, back to, back to, back to life.
When your bright eyes smile, when you show your style
I’m just rank and file but I stand amazed.
Is this all there is, would a blessed kiss
Make me feel enriched or lost within?
I’ve got to be much more than this,
Than day to day repeat exist,
There’s less I am than you believe
But still I live in hope.
Oh if I fall before I fly.
If my wings get clipped, if my feet get tripped,
If fall to the floor and I die;
Be the magic kiss, be the state of bliss,
Be the tidal shift that makes me lift,
Be the words I breathe, be the light I see,
Bring me back to, back to, back to, back to life.
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10. |
Lullaby
04:49
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The moon is high, the sun had to fall,
And you, my love, must answer its call and dream.
See the world anew.
In a silent hour; while the world is at rest,
In a circle of light, you my child are blessed.
It’s all in front of you.
And the world turns to see you through.
And the world turns because of you.
We’re both in a dream now.
Sail on young sailor,
Find a star and sail to her
Sail on young sailor,
Cast drift and find a star, guide to where you are and reach to her.
It’s all in your mind, it’s a vision so clear,
So open your hear I am here.
And the world turns to see you through.
And the world turns because of you.
We’re both in a dream now.
So close your eyes, and float on away.
You’re fathoms deep, so swim right away;
There’s nothing that you can’t be.
The stars in your eyes, and the sun in your heart,
It’s all in your hand so make the start and prove
There’s nothing that you can’t be.
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Iain Clarke Wakefield, UK
Hailing from Leeds, West Yorkshire, and now residing in Wakefield, a songwriter and multi-instrumentalist in his own right, Iain has played with well received Yorkshire bands including Hobson, Ringo and the Wolf, Late Arrivals Club, Crossland Fold and Nine Violets as well as releasing an album with respected New York artist Marc Teamaker and songs alongside Craig Buchannan as 2018 BC. ... more
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