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Fishing for a swim
03:48
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let me sing you a song
of all my begginings
long ago washed over the hill
and if it sounds sad
dont worry, my love
we all go fishing for a swim
in this afternoon, of light and wonder
let me tell you of grey and monstrous things
and if it gets bad,
dont worry, my love
we all go fishing for a swim
your father was a wolf, my darlin'
and he went looking for happier hunting grounds
your mamma was a mole
who lived under the hill
but dont cry, my baby, dont cry,
we all go fishing for a swim
the sea is vast and deep, my love
we go sailing it in boats of steel
and the whails, and the sea shells, they're waiting for us
cause you know,
we all go fishing for a swim
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2. |
Digging deep
04:11
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I'm a coward when it comes to being friends.
I keep wanting too much, or turning away
So hard to stay in one place, and just see
What you are. I stand dumb.
I'm a coward when it comes to being friends.
I keep running where ever, for help, or for love
How do I stop and become what I want,
Someone you can trust.
I'm a coward when it comes to being friends.
But your love for me was a joy, a kindness
I wish I could in some way pay back
A true coin for your gold.
May I learn to speak the truth
Dancing with this wall of fear
May I get to be of use
When I see your pain,it gets so near.
May I learn to have the heart
It takes to listen freely
And even though my heart is cheap
I will keep on digging deep
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3. |
Glory
04:21
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if I wasn't jealous of this world, I'd never known
the true nature of my heart's desire.
if I wasn't angry to the bone, I'd never torn
the rope that held me, chewing off the wire.
and how did it come to be
that the deepest shade of shame
has so much glory sparkled on?
if I wasn't sad and broken hearted I would not
allow us to come close into this wonder
and how about forgiveness, my old man?
there's nothing to forgive, but to aspire.
and how did it come to be
that the deepest shade of shame
has so much glory sparkled on?
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4. |
Look at me
04:04
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Maybe, all I should do is imagine the music.
sometimes , those you meet in dream are those you miss the most .
אין לי דרך לומר אלא את אשר על ליבי
אין לי דרך לדבר בלי לקוות שתשמעי
אין לי דרך לברך בלי לברך גם את עצמי
ולא נותר לי שום דבר מלבד אהבתי
Look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me now
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5. |
A song for Yael
04:37
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You said: I'm like a car
That someone else is driving.
Sometimes trying not to fall in love
Isn't unlike the thing itself.
You said: I drank so much
Almost drove into the railing.
My dog barked
And it woke me up.
And I don’t regret the silence
Like I regret some things I said
And being empty minded
Doesn’t justify my empty hand
You know, I never fall in love
Except for when you get so spacious
But sometimes trying not to love
Isn't unlike the thing itself.
You know, this also is true:
Dug deep in my heart is that face of you.
And it seems all my life I've been
plowing the ground.
Instead of spreading my dress in the rain,
and letting all grow.
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