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1. |
Jah Takes My Soul
04:23
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should I die cracking all my bones
well I’d love you to know
I’m giving back my soul
and I’m treading my way home
nothing’s left untold
Jah takes back my soul
life
we are borrowing life
love
we are pondering love
light
we were dust we’ll be light
so don’t you cry
humans question time
but are never divine
still have a light in I
we’re treading our way home
the truth was written and told
Jah takes back our soul
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2. |
Heart As A Ghost
03:36
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I’m kind of trying to get out of here
I’m trying to get rid of foolish ideas
‘cause for so long
I’ve been treating my heart like a ghost
and I’ve been seeking the words that I lost
now you can be horrified as much as you like
but that’s the way things go between you and I
you can call me a liar and I
well I’ll get straight to the point
and tell you the reason why
believe me nothing I said was unreal
but acknowledge that we never signed any deal
and for too long
I’ve been treating my heart like a ghost
and I misused every office and post
I’ve been seeking the words that I lost
abusing the ones I love the most
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3. |
Going Nowhere
04:12
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he waved hello silent like a mime
we met there’s no changing my mind
I won’t walk the stairs with you tonight
going nowhere
the clock moved a quarter of a turn
the time it took a cigarette to burn
she said you’ve got a lot of things to learn
going nowhere
I saw you move a certain way
missed you a lot
return to this abandoned place
should’ve been forgot
echoes drown the conversation out
echoes that only seem to bring about
a silent expression
things you may allow
going nowhere
the steps made a pattern I had never seen
I felt like a kid of six or seventeen
I was off in some empty daydream
going nowhere
it’s dead and gone matter of fact
maybe for the best
said some things you can’t take back
honestly I guess
the old records sitting on the floor
the ones I can’t put on anymore
he walked over to her like before
going nowhere
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4. |
Sweets Of Helsinki
04:36
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taste it black as it is on your tongue
despite your prejudiced soul
meet this darkness leaking down your throat
is it blood plums iron or salt?
no it’s this town you know it’s this town
here comes the paradox
things you hate might be the ones that you like
don’t you laugh after this paradox
it’s like cold dead ice being the source of all life
epiglottis uprising against your choice
you dreadful foolish old boy
now there’s nuclear warfare invading your mouth
with its blood plums iron and salt
because it’s this town you know it’s this town
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5. |
Little Too Often
04:16
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you say you never lose control
and you say I do
then your tears come down
and even when I lay with you
you cry just never let me go
well there were times when I tried to please you
and still your tears came down
despite my full-time praise
my full-time praising
you’re crying a little too often
you’re crying a little too much
losing you I wouldn’t gain the world
still you say I’d do
and your walls crash down
and then you say you’ll miss me more
more than I could do
you cry just never let me go
and there were times when I tried to please you
and still your tears came down
so I now lie
and I lie to deceive you
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6. |
Southern Hills
02:29
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you will see them all in the distance
when the sun goes down
you’ll see their silhouette makes no movement
to our man-sized eyes
some say rocks can walk but they lie
hills are still here
even warriors and nightmares will roll away
lasting less than the scariest lightning
should they last longer they would die
but hills are still here
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7. |
Sorcerer
05:43
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I am a simple man
but I wrote this one for you
for you to think about your past
and plan your future too
I’m not a sorcerer
and I have no spell for you
I can’t erase your all-night fears
but I’ll try to play my part too
so here I am
just call me whenever you want to
in your despair here I am
and I’ll run as fast as I need to
and here I am
just call me whenever you want to
in your despair here I am
and I’ll forget myself if I need to
I am a simple man
and I have my troubles too
I’ll try to overcome my past
and plan my future too
I’m not your rescuer
and I have no passe-partout
I can’t erase your all-night fears
but I’ll try to play my part too
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8. |
Ulysses' Disciple
03:10
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nightmares come true and now you are alone
a lighthouse all alone are waves now roaring?
melodies won’t make it right this time you know
you need a sign you ain’t a fisherman’s wife mourning
I was avoiding distraction to please you alone
but I’m no Ulysses’ disciple so I sang along
do you remember lazy morning love?
your heart in chains, your body well wide open
so how dare you now say you miss all of those
depleting fights deceiving and fake moaning?
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9. |
Wings
02:21
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the fear of becoming again just a number
framed in a blanket of clouds with no thunder
lost in a city from wake until slumber
wings are just wings
but planes are the place where we belong
am I waiting or wasting my time?
am I wasting my time?
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10. |
His Father
05:57
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his father is passing away
and he coughs all night long
my mother won’t kiss me goodbye
for on the same bed we stay
for on the same bed we lie
but there’s one thing I can’t recall
there’s only one answer I’d love to know
are we running away?
will we make it through the gate?
will we run, run, run away?
my friend keeps on saying that she’s great
and she says everything’s fine everything’s great
but her man doesn’t look quite the same
‘cause he’s down on talent and pride needles and shame
are neglected responsibilities
what me and my people run from?
distracted from topicalities
are we losing the sense of our role?
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11. |
Writing Back Home
04:12
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I am writing to you from the place where you
just never dare to
sitting inside your static balloon
wasting your time
things I miss from you in the things you and I do
crash music and life too
but I am now field marshal and you?
do you want to battle?
‘cause otherwise here is my tactic scheme
I’m going to withdraw my army and come
I’ll buy cigarettes and wine and then we’ll go
where we are no one
I am tired of pursuing you
so hopefully my words will eventually bloom
and I already spent a fortune
in bullets and shields for my platoons
so still you want battle?
‘cause otherwise here is my tactic scheme
I’m going to withdraw my army and come
I’ll buy cigarettes and wine and then we’ll go
to the place where we belong just to show
that we’re like no one
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12. |
Jah Guide
05:34
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once I got lost down in my mind
and no friend was around
no friends at all
the wind screamed up my name
the snow made me numb
stars shone pale and white
then Jah gave me a call
and I said Jah is I guide
I say darling Jah is I guide all the time
and you? did you lose your guidance?
well Jah provides one
it has gold green and red eyes
and an almighty heart
and wolves are ‘round
still sheep never fall
and lucifer never lurks
when Jah is I guide
so I say Jah is I guide
I say Jah is I guide all the time
so the lord I call every time
I said I might be lost
still Jah is I guide and I light
‘cause I might be lost
still Jah is I compass and guide
Jah is I guide and I light
and I say Jah is I guide
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