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Sing To Me
03:17
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Sing to me I just want to be
Overcome by the power of the way that you are
Sing to me I don’t want mercy
Overcome by the dream of the way that you seem
In the light of the moon
You sigh and you swoon
All the eyes in your room
Everyone has a task to be done
In space and in time and I know this is mine
I hear the cries and the soft little sighs
On and on in the light of the dawn
At the end of the day
Your mind starts to stray
It takes you away
But don’t talk any more
Don’t talk any more
Just sing to me!
Sing to me!
I’m lying awake, it just won’t let me be
Sing to me!
Sing to me!
I’m just lying here, building towers in your hair
Overcome...Overcome
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2. |
Alone
02:16
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Gone, the way of all things
Gone,the way we came in
If I had wings, speed I’d make to you
Did I say true?
Winter makes you verdigris towers
In a daze of hearts and flowers
All confused and wan, mistakes you
make until they turn and make you
Alone, the way it comes on
On a bed of sticks and stones
Springtime princess, leaves you speechless
Lost for phrases...
Winter makes you unattainable
Men search but don’t find you
Boys know, there aint no use to
Planting in the snowfields, will you...
Just leave me
Alone
Alone
Alone
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3. |
Dum Dum
03:46
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Summer days are coming down, in the lights of Christmas town
Anyway the secret’s out, and I’m in no doubt
Summer days I’m made of wood, I’d cut it off, If I could
Waiting for your hand in mine, it’s all in good time
And you come always inside me, I go, straight into history
Dum Dum, where you go I go, Dum Dum (Dum Dum Dum Dum)
What I said I didn’t mean, I was acting seventeen
Instead of thirty two, now who’s fooling who?
Summer days I muck around, Getting up and coming down
Waiting for your hand in mine, it’s all in good time
And you come always inside me, I go, straight into history
Dum Dum, where you go I go, Dum Dum (Dum Dum Dum Dum)
You do what you like, cause you get the consequences
Honesty strike, you get the consequences
Dum Dum (Dum Dum Dum Dum) Dum Dum
Dum Dum (Dum Dum Dum Dum) Dum Dum
Dum Dum (Dum Dum Dum Dum) Dum Dum......
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4. |
Fool's Game
03:48
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Little I knew how it would follow close on my heels
Dog me like a homing arrow inside the wheels
Little I knew how it would cost me all my gold
Only walked in with my trust. A thousandfold
Little I knew my own reflection in the water
I mistook my own creation for my daughter
Rain falls through the channels
Waiting for the echoes of the hotels
Little I knew the time was coming like the fast train
Can’t stop the water running. That’s a fool’s game
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5. |
When You're Sure
06:29
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When you’re certain.. it will be time to say
Draw the curtain...it’s the ending of the day
And the song sublime...you’re looking out it’s wintertime
And you’re sure
Who’s at your door? Why does your curtain fall?
Well I wonder how the time seems to tell
And I hunger for the breaking of the spell
All the dreams are shed...the leaves are turning red
And you’re sure
Who’s at your door? Why does your curtain fall?
Who’s at your door? Why does your curtain fall?
Well I wonder how the time seems to run
Cos I blunder between darkness and the sun
Oh the taste is cold... the days are growing old
And you’re sure
Who’s at your door? Why does your curtain fall?
Who’s at your door? Why does your curtain fall?
When you are fully certain, it will be wintertime
When the spell is breaking and your path leads on to mine
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6. |
Wish I Was You
03:25
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Wait for the moment tween lightning and sky
Feel for the heartbeat a blow and a sigh
Twins of different times Born between the lines
Raised in appled eyes and summer skies
Skies on the mainland I’m drenched in the view
One part of eyeliner One drop of dew
Twins of different times Born between the lines
Raised in appled eyes and summer skies
Here comes the surprise None of this is new
I wish I was you Oh yes I Oh yes I Oh yes I do
How? How? Don’t you start on me now!
How? How? Do you expect this to show?
Days in the homelands and nights in the sky
Fused in the mainpiece blind in one eye
Joined at very birth Cooked inside the earth
Creatures of the turf and of the blue
Here comes the reprise None of this is true
I wish I was you Oh yes I Oh yes I Oh yes I do
I guess I I guess I I guess I I guess I’m you
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7. |
Spanish
03:04
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You don’t owe me, you don’t owe me Any phone calls, any flowers
With your fingers, in my mouth love With your genius, in my hours
You don’t know me, I don’t know you Just as far as I could throw you
We’re the strangest pillowtalkers We’re the twice blessed confidantes
In your boudoir, in my trapdoor Under shelter, we exposed
All the tender, all the fragile We took off our wartime clothes
You were golden, I was blue fire We were melting in the campfire
We were moaning in reunion And the laughing broke our faces
En sus ojos, yo existo En su leño, yo me duermo
Nuestro amor es como un duende Soy bandito, y me entrego
In the first light of the morning I stand strong against the rising
I hold both hands out to greet her I hold nothing from this joining
You were golden, I was blue fire We were melting in the campfire
We were moaning in reunion And the laughing broke our faces
En sus ojos, yo existo En su leño, yo me duermo
Nuestro amor es como un duende Soy bandito, y me entrego
Ohhh...........
You don’t know me
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8. |
Choose
03:03
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Choose, show your hand, either way I’ll sure understand
Choose, make your wish, the decision’s all yours
Choose, on and on, either ride the storm or becalm
Choose, make it come, to your arms, to your shores
Just hold on (hold on) It’s cold at dawn (hold on)
But time comes true All the time it was you
I don’t ask
Naught, but your grace and the smile that breaks on my face
It slowly dawns, I’m the storm that drives your waves
Choose, if I must, ‘tweeen the smell of love, and bloodlust
Choose, if I might, it’s the sight of something new
Just hold on (hold on) It’s cold at dawn (hold on)
But time comes true All the time it was you
I can’t decide, I can’t resist,
I don’t have time to seal this tryst
You left your mark on me my dear,
and now the coast is not so clear
I will always remember
You, and your own, and your ever-opening arms
You, you’re the one, you’re the sun that lights my sky
Choose, you’re my girl, out of everyone in this world
Choose, it’s alright, we can’t lose, if you choose
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9. |
Messages
03:51
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It’s you I know, tended and trying, looking fine
It’s you I hold, inside the lining, trying to find
It’s you I find, carved in the arches, etched in stone
It’s you I find, trailed by the torches, through this catacomb
I was at sea, tending the waves,
I could see, you could save time,
Keeping a straight line
It’s true I know, birds in the evening, circle towers
It’s true I go, in my believing, round the hours and hours
Eyes of sea, foaming and saline, freezing me,
Breaking inside, messages, go down the line
Shaved and shorn, take it or leave it in, your time
I was born into believing, in a kind of shrine
Gone too long, to fit in the evening,
Porter’s call, I was receiving
Messages, I was conceiving
Messages, born for believing
Messages, don’t let the thief in
Messages, I was just leaving
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10. |
What More?
05:02
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What more can you know? Tears go slow...even though
Every drop of rain... Calls your name... Takes your strain
What more can you know? How much snow can you throw?
All I wish I knew is how to reach you
How much can you sigh? All your life.
Jesus Christ...Be my wife
What more can I say? Go your way...It’s speeches day
With every ounce of heart...Lovers part
Have you got the grace...to show your face
Does it race?
Thinking of time and space...when all the days just craze
Into your golden face...I love you all
These days...these days... these days
(violin solo)
(soft) Have you got the grace...to show your face
Does it race?
Thinking of time and space...when all the days just craze
Into your golden face...I love you all
These days...these days... these days
What more now? I love you all these days
What more now? I love you all these days
What more now? I love you all these days
What more now?
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11. |
Down on Fours
04:58
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You call me your emperor and you get out the claws
I show you my temper and you show me yours
With machine-like insistence you ask for what’s yours
You ask for acceptance down on fours
You sleep in your armour and slam all the doors
You stir up the drama and wait for applause
You bleed in the bathroom you thrill to the cause
You thrill to the theatre down on fours
We fight till we’re beaten till we’re livid and raw
We fight till we’re bleeding and we both know this old score
And I have no quarrels you can yell till you’re hoarse
You can rest on your laurels down on fours
You whiten your knuckles I’m red with remorse
And we lose our composure with sickening force
And the walls fall about us as we get out the claws
No madman could doubt us... down on fours
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12. |
After Dark
03:23
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After Dark the windsong skips on your traces
Carrying lamplight and midnight faces
When everything moves so stark
After Dark you move like ghosts on the reaches
You sound like boats on the beaches
When everything moves so stark
After Dark you find everything waits in store
After Dark and you go where you aint been before
Like a Neptune or ancient Poseidon
Like a seahorse I’m searching and riding
After Dark the windsong blows on your embers
Scattering ash in the cinders
When everything seems so tall
After Dark you shift like light on the water
You sound like Demeter’s daughter
You see why the hound dogs call
Rpt Chorus
After Dark the windsong skips on your traces
Carrying lamplight and midnight faces
When everything looks so stark
You see why the hound dogs bark
Cos everything looks like glass
After Dark
After Dark
After Dark
After Dark
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no lyrics
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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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