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Mama said it was weakness, she said I’d regret how quickly I fall in love, heart rules my head…
…which works to my advantage, we’ve been through the mill, don’t face the question if I love you still.
Watch the way you smile again, every day so I can then fall in love again with you.
Ah… Falling in love with you again.
Lose my heart readily, have no regrets, every day I’m with you won’t make me less.
Can’t pretend my love is constant, and yes there’s a cost, each time against the wall, got back what we lost.
Watch the way you are again, it’s a daily event so I can then fall in love again with you.
Ah… Falling in love with you again.
Watch the way you smile again, every day so I can then fall in again with you.
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Do you hold your breath or skip a beat, to think of all the snow that danced and settled in the street, but doesn’t seem to show, no more?
Will you hold me now as I held you then?
Will your memories and kindness, keep me when you’re insecure, I’m restless, time’s not on our side?
You held me then so hold me now my love.
Is the water running clear still when you close your eyes, do children shout all down the hill, to the river you memorised, no more?
Shall I hold you now as I held you then?
Can our memories of kindness, keep us when you’re insecure, I’m restless, time’s not on our side?
Hold me now and hold me still my love.
Shall we walk the path or take the bus where memories might flare, and overhear the ghosts of us who haven’t words to share, no more?
Will you hold me now as I held you then?
Can vivid, faulty, memories, return us when your reckless beauty was so much it made me shake inside?
You held me then so hold me now my love.
Holding on, to the thin clear thread to then.
I reach out for a handle to pull us into when we can smile without looking back, or wondering where it’s gone, or worrying how and where it ends.
So I hold your face and kiss your brow, and turn ourselves toward another day, another vow, to find that magic cord, once more.
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Outside
04:05
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Snow falls still, there’s ice in the air.
She takes the child, through the diner door.
Outside, he takes a long, cool, draw on his cigarette, checks his watch, they’re nearly back at home.
Child, by the door, her bags back on the bus.
Feels in her heart, she knows where this road ends.
Outside, he takes a long, cool, draw on his cigarette, checks his watch, he’s nearly got her home.
She catches, a friendly eye, that sees her and her need.
And so she asks for another way out of here.
Outside, he takes a long, cool, draw on his cigarette.
Someone sees her need and says yes come with me.
Outside, he takes a long, last, draw on his cigarette, stamps it out, travels home alone.
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Salomea
03:59
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Salomea wakes in the dark, dresses quickly, borrows a car.
Travels an hour to soothe a grandchild in her arms.
The daughter of a refugee who wouldn’t bend the knee.
She married into a different kind of tyranny.
No rush now no pain.
No rush now know we will meet again.
Salomea stars can’t foretell and getting by’s no magic spell.
Sometimes you grit teeth, drink from a bitter well.
Uprooted not once but twice, she paid a woman’s price.
Navigated their way, worked through the sacrifice.
No rush now no pain.
No rush now know we will meet again.
Salomea’s infectious laugh, never reveals a doubting heart.
A loyal friend, the care that sets her apart.
Children and burning pride, no money but she’ll organise.
Hard work and love eventually turn the tide.
But the rewards finish much too soon.
Salomea worried all along, if she ever really did belong.
Do you know we were proud to think we might belong with you?
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Children Of The Hurt
04:08
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Oh Babe. Oh Babe…. We’ve got to talk
Have you ever wondered about the children of the hurt?
Watching when we fight it’s a scene they don’t deserve.
As we’re grinding through the gears of our day, why can’t we just agree to find a better a way?
Let’s try working, on a better journey out of here.
Will we ever trouble to save them from our worst?
Feeding them the bitter we’re just passing on the curse.
We’re not trying, to put it all aside, reliving these old patterns makes a circle of our lives.
Let’s try working, on a better journey out of here.
Now let’s make a future for the children of the hurt.
Time to lose the anger put more colours in their world.
As we’re finding, we can’t go separate ways, let’s put our hearts together, write a new act to this play.
Let’s try working, on a better journey out of here.
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No Map And No Directions
03:32
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I don’t know if he really wants to see me.
The clock keeps spinnin’ and friends have started grinning.
I don’t know if he really wants to see me, got no map and no directions.
Need no map and no directions, forget the complications.
If you hug somebody, don’t wanna let go
Forget the complications just let them know…
Bab dab a lu-bab… let them know
Bab dab a lu-bab a… oh
I don’t know how to get into his orbit.
So I stand to the side and try to look impressive.
I don’t know how to get into his orbit, got no map and no directions.
Need no map and no directions, forget the complications.
If you hug somebody, don’t wanna let go
Forget the complications just let them know…
Bab dab a lu-bab… let them know
Bab dab a lu-bab a… oh
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Summer stayed late that year, a gift from heaven to here.
Silver in the waves as the fish swam to our nets.
Your grandad stood proud and tall, as he
brought home his haul.
A gentle fire as we cooked and ate our share.
Your Mamma is late to bed, keeps you
warm and well fed.
With her babies asleep, their stars glisten in the sky.
Now, the stars aren’t any less, and love brought us your gentle breath.
A wish from the box of things that we don’t expect.
Your father stood proud and tall, as he showed you to us all.
Your Mamma’s pride was something we all shared.
Now you are safe in bed, you are warm and you’re well fed.
Outside, the stars are smiling from the sky.
Now you are safe in bed, you are warm and you’re well fed.
Outside, the stars are smiling from the sky
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This Small Life
03:44
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She wakes in the morning, she was there or it seems.
Breakfasts to the question, where’s “there” in her dreams?
She’s living this small life, the fact slaps her still.
The ambitions she conjures might all come to nil.
At work in the morning, she picks at that knot.
Daydreams of ways to get out of this spot.
The neighbour who greets her has plenty to say, but does he wake in his chair as the night fades to grey?
The days come and go but, she can’t seem to chart,
the changes the years bring, to that space in her heart.
Getting out of this small life, she must pay the bill.
If she won’t start it herself, then nobody will
Saturday morning , she strides round the shops.
Saturday lunchtime, her energy’s lost.
With domestic disinterest she sees out the day, as she sits at her window, the light fades away.
She wakes in the morning, she was there or it seems.
Breakfasts to the question, where’s “there” in her dreams?
She’s living this small life, the fact slaps her still.
The ambitions she conjures might all come to nil.
The days come and go but, she can’t seem to chart,
the changes the years bring, to that space in her heart.
With domestic disinterest she sees out the day, as she sits at her window, the light fades away.
The TV’s canned laughter and pre-packaged fun, then can’t turn her mind from the sleep that won’t come.
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Leaving Me Now
03:53
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Hair tied back, infectious grin, eyes deep brown pulling me in.
We met and we laughed, thinking the time was right.
We met and we laughed, promised to stay some time.
I believe I can hear your voice in the breeze,
I believe I can feel your touch in the cool of the night.
But I can’t believe that you’re leaving me now.
Holding on, the song bird sings, facing the world, from under your wings.
You showed me how, to give without giving in.
You showed me how, to light that fire within.
I believe I can hear your voice in the breeze,
I believe I can feel your touch in the cool of the night.
But I can’t believe that you’re leaving me now.
Looking back, my head just spins, remembering times thick and thin.
White lines flash in the headlights glare, I’d bring you back, but from where?
I still see you now, gliding right into my life,
I still see you now, smiling as we take our time.
I believe I can hear your voice in the breeze,
I believe I can feel your touch in the cool of the night.
But I can’t believe that you’re leaving me now.
No, I can’t believe that you’ve left me now.
Hair tied back, infectious grin, eyes deep brown pulling me in.
But I can’t believe that you’re leaving me now.
No, I can’t believe that you’ve left me now
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Kidnappers Early Morning
04:10
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You came home drunk, car front bent up.
I started the fight, yes it was going to last all night.
When the heat matched the sin, I knew I'd never win, grabbed the keys and slammed with all my might.
Drove through the night, no lamps just moonlight.
Then I started to shake, yes I was just too mad to break.
But when the sobbing settled in, I knew I'd never win, stopped the car and walked till there was light.
I find myself, as the tide creeps up.
Waves come and go, round my broken luck.
I could be sea, you could be shore, I should be home, don’t want to leave no more.
I could be sea, you would be shore,
I should be home, don’t want to leave no more.
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We'll Remain
05:35
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The rain came down, when you weren’t near.
We’re lost and found, amongst the fears.
There’s rust on my crown, but now you’re here.
We’re all alone, where he can’t see.
And you’ve returned, to rescue me and you.
Don’t make me explain, but hold onto me, and we’ll remain.
I took the sunshine from your face.
Those days are gone, without a trace.
But look what we’ve won, a sweeter taste.
We’re all alone, where he can’t see.
And you’ve returned, to rescue me and you.
Don’t make me explain, but hold onto me, and we’ll remain.
When things are tough, I’ll see you through.
If more’s enough, it’s what I’ll do.
It’s just my love, I’ll keep it new.
We’re all alone, where he can’t see.
And you’ve returned, to rescue me and you.
Don’t make me explain, but hold onto me, and we’ll remain.
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Hoo's The Boss Hastings, New Zealand
For 4 years or so, Angela sang for a busy, successful, band north of Auckland. She met up with Jeff, gifted guitarist and songwriter, at the No. 5 Café music sessions in Hawke's Bay. A supposedly one –off jam revealed so much in common that they just had to start performing. - and writing. ... more
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