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Simple Things
04:23
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And even the simplest things can move me
The hint of a smile on your face to soothe me
And sometimes the saddest tale won’t bring a tear to my eye
But sometimes a simple word from you will suffice
It happens, if it happens at all, when your beside me
It happened one night late in the fall, late on a Friday
Standing on a bridge looking out
At the smoke rising up from the trains in the station sleeping
A chill in the air in the wind in our faces
There’s the strangest mood in the atmosphere of these places
I can’t get over the simple things
I get carried away with such simple things
And some of the simplest things can move me
The hint of a smile on your face to soothe me
And sometimes the saddest tale won’t bring a tear to my eye
But sometimes a simple glance from you will suffice
How many times in how many ways I’m reminded of you each day
Trying to recover the truths we discovered, the secrets we gave—secrets we made
Standing in the street in the rain
Looking up to see the light is out in your room
Dreamy and distant and desperate, washed out for a while
Till pain and time and love smooth over the trace of a smile
Cant get over the simple things
Get carried away with such simple things
Who-o-o-oh love’s a simple thing, yay-yah
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2. |
Home for Three Days
04:23
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Home for three days just a short stay
Just enough time to do my washing and
Phone a few friends for a few words
Catch up on all the sleep I’ve been missing then
Write a postcard to a friend in pain
Home for three days—I’m back again
Home for three days, take a bath and shave
Shake the dust from my body and
All the thoughts of foreign ways
Laid to rest in my memory
Listen to an old song with a close friend
Home for three days—wish they’d never end
Home for three days and my turn
To wash the stairs and sweep the alleyway
Join the dole queue, pay the fuel bill
Find my room’s in such a state again
Grey and chilly skies, nights drawing in
Home for three days—where to begin
Home for three days, back in old ways
Troubles resurfacing, walls need plastering
Home for three days, happy anyway
In three days time, I’ll leave it all behind
Again…
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3. |
Indigo
06:19
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You’re the last to arrive
The other five are already here
Did you find the time
To make your goodbyes clear?
Making a break for it now
Trying for the mountain top
Nothing in your life till now
Has prepared you for this shock
They say its going to be a hard climb
Its going to be a hard climb
We’re going to see it through
See through to silver blue
Perched on a powder keg of dust
That's going to make us fly high
Keeping an eye on the clock
And a lid on the butterflies
Counting down from T minus 5
To that great unwinding spring
Gravity makes me feel alive
Soaring up on new wings
They say its going to be a hard climb
Its going to be a hard climb
We’re going to see it through
See through to silver blue
<spoken> Out atoms were forged inside the stars
Like the salmon swimming upstream
Like the geese flying north
We are drawn to whence we came
Look out on your starboard side
At this spinning blue-white ball
Open up your mind’s eye
Try to absorb it all
There is only now and its real
What matters is you're here
If you can find your mind free
You’re past that last frontier
They say its going to be a hard climb
Its going to be a hard climb
But we’re going to see it through
See through to deeper blue
They say its going to take a long time
Its going to take a long time
But we’re going to get to know
Get to know the Indigo…
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Find a lover lose a friend
got no friendships left to spend
I thought I would know you better
I thought we were growing closer
Keep no secrets from each other
Share your troubles blow your cover
Be my lover and be my friend
Take a long ride in the hills
Nature's touch can cure your ills
Let the cold winds blow about you
Realise that they can't hurt you
Keep no secrets from each other
Share your troubles blow your cover
Be my lover and be my friend
Find yourself a hand to cling to
I can find an ear to sing to
Be a lover and be my friend
Find a lover lose a friend
I wonder will it ever end?
Gather all my friends together
To see me through the winter weather
They're all tied up in romances
Telling me to take my chances
Find a lover you may find a friend
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5. |
Carry Me Anywhere
03:59
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Bring me new trousers its my wedding day
Will you be with me at the altar?
Be there to kiss me away
To drive me up the wall with a slap and a tickle
Who will wear my ring?
There’s crazy ways of doing things
That you have brought off against me
Oh-o and I against you
Bring me a rose for my buttonhole
To cross the threshold—you can go first
To carry the baby that came from nowhere
And who will carry me when I'm too old?
Or too drunk to care?
Wo-o-o-oh, you can carry me...
You can carry me anywhere
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6. |
Lord Franklin
05:52
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7. |
Win Hill
04:17
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Time is a river, we are just ripples
Whirlpools and eddies, till we fade and die
Love is a river, that sweeps us along
And here on Win Hill we swirl in the flow
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8. |
I Once Loved a Lass
03:51
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9. |
The Green Hills of Iona
04:06
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Gone are the days we wandered
The green hills of Iona
Down the south end
Where only dreamers go
You and me, the salt sea and the heather
Never thought I would need anything more
But falling in love with you, you were changing
Turning around, looking for something new
What was it your soul was craving?
Seek only the path that’s true
Its better to love than to be loved
But makes me wonder why
Seagull glides over the ocean
Set free the one you love and watch her fly
With the Earth that bears us we are turning
Like the sun that warms us we are burning
Like the stars that guide us we are shining
The sea of life flows through us all
My feet tread the earth
My lungs breathe the air
My lips taste the water and the wine
And the path winds where the rocks design
The wind blows where she pleases
The fish know where the river flows
The fox knows when it freezes
Arise, arise, young men of fortune
Roll up your sleeping bags and leave
Wherever you go doors will open
Your heart’s too young, too long to grieve
With the Earth that bears us we are turning
Like the sun that warms us we are burning
Like the stars that guide us we are shining
The sea of life flows from us all
Arise, arise, ye men of fortune
Roll up your sleeping bags and leave
Behind you doors are closing
Chase the arrow of time where ere it leads
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10. |
Spencer the Rover
04:50
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11. |
Pulsar
12:13
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Tony Prescott Sheffield, UK
Guitarist and tune-smith based in South Yorkshire UK. Playing acoustic folk and folk rock with some adventures in ambient. More at tonyjprescott.com
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