1. |
Like Fabius, They Wait
03:40
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Quiet drip, drip of change,
Whole World can be re-arranged,
Close to their heart’s desire,
They wait like Fabius.
They wait like Fabius,
They wait like Fabius,
They wait like…
Wolf in a fleece can hide,
You watch the World just slide,
Slow crushing of liberty,
They wait like Fabius.
They wait like Fabius,
They wait like Fabius,
They wait like...
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2. |
The Girl From Ancona
03:28
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She’s got the sleekest, firmest skin,
The softest amber glow,
She’s the girl from Ancona, ah-oh.
The beautiful girl from Ancona,
Like a warm breeze by the sea,
Hair like the darkening evening,
Such beauty.
Her eyes are the deepest,
The darkest pools I know,
Bathe in her gaze of liquid fire, ah-oh.
She’ll dance on the steps of Passetto,
Blue sky and white stone at her feet,
As pure as the heat of the evening,
As wild as the depths of the sea.
Her touch is hidden knowledge,
That few are meant to know,
She spins the World around her, oh-oh.
By night the deep black of the ocean,
Stretches out to eternity,
She’s like the lights on the shoreline,
Such beauty.
La, la, la, la, la ,la, la, la…
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3. |
She's Stopped
03:37
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Against the sky,
From her window
The whole World has been outlined.
Willing to try,
The will to power
Was there inside.
All alone,
From nothing
Something is born.
It’s over now,
It’s over,
It’s over.
She’s stopped for now,
It’s not over,
It’s not over yet.
She’s stopped for now,
It’s not over yet.
She’s realised
That hope’s the same
As everything…
It dies,
People outside:
If they’re content, then let them die.
The sky’s still above,
But grey and cold,
Too tired to fall in love.
Work is undone,
But nothing’s ever
Lost or won.
She’s stopped for now,
It’s not over,
It’s not over yet.
She’s stopped for now,
It’s not over,
It’s not over yet.
She’s stopped,
She’s stopped for now.
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4. |
Blue Glass
07:55
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5. |
Castaway
03:24
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6. |
Take You Home
03:41
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She knows to hide all the bruising on her arms,
When she's outside, when she's alone.
Always with her, even when she's alone,
Her one and only soul.
She's stuck, out of luck and
Can't miss the love that she's never
Known, that she'll never know.
When he touches her, it still burns, but she's
Lost, so long, nowhere to turn.
When he hits her, it still hurts, but she's
Lost, baby she's lost for words.
She's scared of leaving, and she's scared to return
When there's nowhere else to go.
She's scared to turn the key, open the door
She stops and waits across the road.
She's stuck, out of luck and
Can't miss the love that she's never
Known, that she'll never know.
When he touches her, it still burns, but she's
Lost, so long, nowhere to turn.
When he hits her, it still hurts, but she's
Lost, baby she's lost for words.
When she thinks of death, he looks at her, says,
"I love you babe, ooohhh, oh I want to take you home".
When she thinks of death, he looks at her, says,
"I love you babe, aaaahhh, oh I want to take you home".
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7. |
She's Not Your Girl
03:29
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Love flows,
Like cash,
Her everything.
Just touch,
Don’t love,
Passion so cold.
Check-in,
Check-out,
This evening.
Drawn-in,
Pushed out,
You’re so far away.
Cold, her touch,
Like the bitter winter rain,
There’s no comfort here for you at all.
She’s not your girl,
She won’t let you take your time,
Won’t meet your eye,
Her thoughts are elsewhere, so…
She’s not your girl,
Doesn’t feel a thing, no
Butterflies,
Just discarded coins.
Check-in,
Check-out,
This evening.
Drawn in,
Pushed out,
You’re so far away.
What she said,
As the sun was fading out,
Tells you everything you need to know.
She’s not your girl,
She won’t let you take your time,
Won’t meet your eye,
Her thoughts are elsewhere, so…
She’s not your girl,
Doesn’t feel a thing, no
Butterflies,
Just discarded coins.
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8. |
Shrouded Path
03:20
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Out in the woods, little creatures,
Wander on a lonely path at night,
Pitch black amongst trees and bushes,
By torchlight they scurry out of sight.
Upon the pathway,
The night's protective shell,
Forever here with you,
Under your spell.
The lashing branches,
Shall always let us pass,
Beside the Roman road,
On a shrouded path.
All alone on the pathway,
Darkness before and behind,
This Roman road's long forgotten,
Shrouded in the dark of the night.
Slip down the pathway,
That you know oh so well,
Stop by the brook and wait,
For time shall tell.
Go down the pathway,
That you know oh so well,
You'll never walk alone,
They're with you still.
Upon the pathway,
The night's protective shell,
Forever here with you,
Under your spell.
The lashing branches,
Shall always let us pass,
Beside the Roman road,
On a shrouded path.
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9. |
Shattered Blue Glass
05:00
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10. |
Time Is In Our Minds
04:55
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Falaena England, UK
Falæna are an alternative progressive rock band. Bass player and songwriter Christopher Lipscombe; drummer Ed Kennedy; and guitarist Miguel Martinho.
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