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Tall Buildings
03:36
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Tall buildings
The wind whistles through, all the cracks and the tubes
And the phone lines and cubes and the structures
I noticed you, through the crowds and the timetables,
Turnstiles and queues and the meetings
All here, only for the moment, All here only for the instant
And the rise and the fall, the footsteps down the hall
And the wires in the walls
Tall Buildings
And the beating and the whining, and the cogs forever grinding
The signs of the blinding
Tall Buildings
Tall Buildings
On a wing and a prayer, and a godspeed you there
And the tip and the flames and the flashin’
I know this is cruel but it’s not worse than the usual
It’s not worse than the typical
All here, only for the moment, All here only for an instant
All alone in thin air, sheer belief holds you there
Far beyond hope and care, Tall Buildings
In the freeze of the frame, where a voice speaks your name
Oh the noise in your veins!
Tall Buildings
Tall Buildings
Are you there? Are you anywhere?
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2. |
Quicksand
05:17
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Quicksand
The more you fight, the more it pulls you down,
The more you struggle and you strain
The more I know, the more confused I am
It’s all just phantoms in this dream
But I had no better place to go, between light and the promise of a home
And I was caught up in a world of quicksand
Caught up in a world of quicksand
Forget your past, it need not bind you
It’s only shadows in your mind
Forget your eyes, they need not blind you
They show you only colours bright
So high the seas outside tonight
It’s a brave soul who steps into the light
And I was caught up in a world of quicksand
Caught up in a world of quicksand
Forget your dreams, they’re far behind you, they’re dead inside you
They lie beside you
And all your schemes, they’re really shattered; they really mattered
But now they’re tatters
Those clutching hands, don’t tug your sleeve now
They never really held you right
You understand what’s driving me now
And so the picture’s almost bright
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3. |
Secrets of the Wind
03:51
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Secrets of the wind
There was a time, I’d stand astride the hills and dream of perfect crimes
With all the stars a’shine
Better days, when all the world was brave and all the winds were waves
And all the suns ablaze
But now I see the falling of the leaves,
And now I hear the wailing and the whining of the trees
Cos I used to know, I used to go within, I used to know the secrets of the wind
A tiny call, a voice as soft as rain, that only came at dawn, and tied my hair at night
Once ignored, once ignored twice gone, now an empty chord
A friend once known no more
Now I hear the whispering of the rain,
And now I see the falling, and the warning signs again
Cos I used to know, I used to go within, I used to know the secrets of the wind
Now I see the warning signs and I hear the voice no more
And I feel the urgency of all the strings and all that I adore
There was a time, I’d stand astride the hills and dream of perfect crimes
With all the stars a’shine
But now I see the twisting of the waves,
And now I hear the wailing and the whining of the trees
Cos I used to know, I used to go within, I used to know the secrets of the wind
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4. |
Man
04:14
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Man
man you're so inscrutable, but I can understand
and indisputable but I am in your land
and it's not true to pull the blinds without your hands
and in the mutable you stand
all the leaves on the trees
tell of your mysteries
man you sure look beautiful in this uncharted land
it seems so suitable on these unmeasured sands
and love is plentiful wherever lives do span
you've got a pocketful of stars inside your hands
all the leaves on the trees
tell of your mysteries
don't wake me now
don't let the crimson fire go out
come drink with me
i want you to see what we can make up now
i don't want to wake up now
man you're so inscrutable, but I can understand
and indisputable but I am in your land
and love is plentiful wherever lives do span
you've got a pocketful of stars inside your hands
and in the mutable, you stand
so indisputable, but I am in your land
and in the crucible the stars are in your hands
oh man!
oh man!
oh man!
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5. |
Precious Cargo
04:29
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Precious cargo
Precious cargo, I was given, treasures and the hands to keep them
Precious cargo, off to see the world and all its wonders given
Walking into darkened corners, how was I to get your notice?
Precious cargo, time’s a wasting, as the days go by I’m counting
What was once a flood, is now a trickle
What I have to show you, is precious little
I don’t want to leave this vale of tears without a ripple
As the river bears its load along, all the streets and streams and channels long
Walking in the night don’t matter, just as long as I deliver
Precious cargo, I was laden, with a payload and a lantern
Precious cargo, I was given, treasures and the hands to keep them
What was once before, is now beyond
What I have to show you, is in my hand
I don’t want to leave this vale of tears without a ripple
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6. |
Happy Embers
03:47
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Happy embers
Out of the cold, comes the rain, out of the blue, it comes again
How long, how far, is the line between us?
Out of the blue, half a chance, out of the sky, she came to dance
Hey hey, why why, is this question even…
Happy embers, it’s the way, you want to be remembered
Alley ooh, it’s over you, it’s just what you need to end it
Out of my head, on the wire, out of the flames into the fire
Hey hey, why why, is it all behind your eyes?
Out of the fire into the ground, out of my head, coming round
How long, how far, is the space, between us?
Half remembered, even tempered, they’re all the things you wanted
Happy embers, sweet surrender, you’re going to last forever
And I know it’s easy (to laugh), with the sun in your eyes
And I know this feeling well, don’t know how, don’t know why
But it looks so clear, in the atmosphere
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7. |
Arabian Whale
03:28
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No lyrics!
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8. |
Held Up to the Light
02:58
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Held up to the light
For those who live in cloisters and those who wear the mantles,
And give up to the altars, and burn things in my street
They give me packaged answers and pay the temple dancers
And warn against the temptress and try to make believe
I held up to the light, the book of all fears
And found it empty, yet full of your tears
Full of your tears
For those who live in dungeons and fear the strikes of truncheons,
And sudden stings of serpents, you have my warm regards
I know you love this drama, you pay dear for this piper,
With all your worldly paper, and all your playing cards
I held up to the light, the book of all dreams
And found it empty, yet full of your screams
I held up to the light, the book of all fears
And found it empty, yet full of your tears
Full of your tears
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9. |
All the Way Down
04:13
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All The Way Down
I asked my friend, why do you want to hurt so much?
It is so complicated, and I long for his touch...
I asked my friend, how far down will you go with him?
It's hard to explain but I have to go down this way
All the way
All the way down, all the way down
I want to go all the way down
There is a part of me that longs for higher things
And some days I could swear, I long to join the living
I wish I could lose this thing that has grown in me
And learn how to choose some way not to lose
All the way
All the way down, all the way down, I want to go down, all the way down
All the way down, all the way down, I want to go all the way down
Now surely a little walk through the shade, it can't leave such a mark
We all want to feel the edge of the blade, cos it seems such a lark,
It leaves such a mark
I asked my friend, why do you want to hurt so much?
It is so complicated, and I long for his touch...
I asked my friend, how far down will you go with him?
It's hard to explain but I have to go down this way
All the way down, all the way down
I want to go down, all the way down
All the way down, all the way down
I want to take you all the way
All the way, all the way down
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10. |
Hidebound
03:25
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Hidebound
They say what starts in anger ends in lust and life gets bust
They say what starts in playing ends in tears and life runs out of trust
The tail might drag the dog around the hill and blood will spill
The shooting stars might burn but you and I will never learn
We’re hidebound, hidebound
They say the best attack is self defence and all good art is self destructive
They say that all will wait for those who come but I won’t wait for anyone
The tail might drag the dog around the hill and blood will spill
The shooting stars might burn but you and I will never learn
We’re hidebound
You earn your crust you burn your hell you wear you stupid face so well
We’re only out for what can get, and what won’t wipe away the sweat
I always knew you’d be the never ceasing itch in my craw daddy
I always knew you’d be the greatest hell-hound bitch to use my door daddy
The tail might drag the dog around the hill and blood will spill
The shooting stars might burn but you and I will never learn
We’re hidebound
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11. |
Tread Carefully
04:51
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Tread Carefully
Step lightly my friend I ask, mistakes are of interest
You wounded the one you love, time and again
Beware all these false omens, you tend to love tokens
It’s easy to laugh knowing, time goes by
I was making forms in my head
I was making storms I admit
Tread carefully there. Tread carefully.
You picked on my sore point, and twisted the blade inside,
Hurting the one you love, time and again
I held white flags overhead, until the whites of your eyes
Shone blue tears of welcoming, time and again
I was miles away, out to sea
I was hunting for greater prey
Tread carefully there. Tread carefully.
Find it, hold it, keep it, ever in your arms
If you notice, I’m just haunted, haunted by your alarms
In the cold night air, oh yeah, we are there all the time
Find it, hold it, keep it safe in your arms
I was miles away
We’ve had some heavy weather, heavy weather now
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12. |
Made to Last
02:41
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Made to last
A song to remember so, out in the midnight glow
Hands receive the folds, everything gets so old
You spread out your wings at last, beat like a heart of glass
Inside the raging furnace, everything's made to last
You hold those reins and pain is your brother
Cast those chains and rain is your mother
You know the ways you shouldn't go,
You turn the tide and the lights down low
It's all a way to go slow, you turn new leaves and I am starting to know
Songs to regale the king, inside the halls ring,
Out in the mist they sing, everything you can bring
You spread out your wings at last, beat like a heart of glass
Inside the raging furnace, everything's made to last
You hold those reins and pain is your brother,
Cast those chains and rain is your mother
She's your mother
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13. |
Misrule
03:27
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Misrule
Your life is nothing, your cheeks are rare
The treasures lie strewn across your lair
The ghost is waiting for you to fall
Against your will, against your wall
Your life is mayhem, the fingers curl
The evergreen, the long-lost girl
The hordes are waiting for you to rise
The fingers close, the genie's eyes
Your life is mad, your skin it houses
The drunken peaches, the falling statues
The unseen hand, the precious fool
Belong to we who worship misrule
Misrule, Misrule
Velasquez beauty, the shimmer dance
Your wild-wind ways and their consequence
You've sung too often the dark replies
Your fingers crossing the genie's eyes
The sky is heavy, the coast it clears
While we break, with unspent tears
And in the moonlight the rivers shine
Against your cheeks, against mine
Your life is mad, your skin it houses
The drunken peaches, the falling statues
The unseen hand, the precious fool
Belong to we who worship misrule
Misrule, Misrule
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El Duende Sydney, Australia
Sydney’s El Duende are:
• Daniel Morphett (ex Craven Fops, Godbotherers) – Vocals, guitar,
keyboards
• Michael Linney – Alto and Baritone Saxophone
• Peter Card – Bass Guitar
• Kael Lin - Drums
• Peter Kelly (ex Gadflys) – Trumpet
... more
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