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Let go of those dreams
03:29
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Slowly fall awake
And throw your dreams away
The rising sun is setting
And the shadows make a drama of the day.
Winter holds the heart
Safer in the dark
The stubborn house is housebound
And the brickwork wrinkles in the acid sun.
Let go of those dreams you used to know
Leave them don’t let go.
And of the perfect life
The peace you couldn’t find
Was there all the time staring at you in the dark.
Early risers sing
Self-conscious as the spring
With too much time to think
The bluebirds are breaking all the rules.
And of the perfect life
The peace you couldn’t find
Was there all the time staring at you in the dark.
And of the perfect height
You always said you’d climb
Sculpted in your mind
Pathless as the wind and rain.
Let go of those dreams you used to know
Leave them don’t let go.
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2. |
Often a ghost
03:04
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Often a ghost of someone yet to be
Walks through this house. Walks carefully.
Watches a wind of dogwood and waits
Under a blanketing sky of olive and slate.
Waits for our weak voices to speak
In a quiet only silence could break
When morning dew confiscates the sun
These are the good days not yet undone
These are the days we half recognise
Lost in a breath of blue in our eyes
Lost like a rose whose scent we can’t hold.
How do we know?
How do any of any of us know?
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3. |
We get so we don't know
06:36
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Please find the red
Rolling thunder
Rain attached
And you might like
Silver branches
That pierce the night
We get so we can’t feel
We get so it’s not real
We get so we can’t feel any pain
We get so we don’t know
We get so we’re so slow
We get so we don’t know any pain.
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4. |
Something about the rain
03:33
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Won’t you tell me something about the rain?
Wasn’t it something you adored?
Now you are trying to ignore.
I have captured something about the rain
Since I was young enough to know
Better we walk the path we go, slow.
Oh Mother Nature’s son you are
And your song is everywhere
Lay a path in summer in there, for the rain,
‘cos the rain comes today, knows your name
Won’t you tell me something about the rain?
Or did it come at your request?
Or was it just some kind of test?
Taken to heart
Taken too hard, slow.
Oh Mother Nature’s son you are
And your song is everywhere
Lay a path in summer in there, for the rain,
‘cos the rain comes today, knows your name.
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5. |
I can fly
04:28
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My paper words drift in the clamour
I’m camouflaged against your character
With the stream I drizzle down the road.
But you would never know, I can fly!
Like memory within memory
My simple thoughts invent the ordinary
And melodies like autumn leaves dissolve.
But you would never know, I can fly!
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6. |
For the love of money
04:19
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Might see the sightseers looking for the broken sun
Living through the eyes of a lens like a Quaker gun
What are you going to do?
Might see the white sea sailing in the yellow rain
Would save itself but the competition is insane.
What are you going to do?
Salvation might just have come too late.
All for the love of money.
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7. |
Frozen in time
03:01
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Walked upon the golden sky
It wasn’t enough.
Caught the wind as it passed by
It wasn’t enough.
Dreamed I sailed the silver sun
And I see now why.
The heartache that you will find
When mystery gets left behind.
Just like getting frozen in time.
Held the clouds in fearful joy
It wasn’t enough.
Made the sea a faithful toy
It wasn’t enough.
Dreamed I sailed the silver sun
And I see now why.
The heartache that you will find
When mystery gets left behind.
Just like getting frozen in time.
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8. |
What have you done?
01:59
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I only get you in the morning
In the still and quite air
Wildlife busy though
For an hour or so.
And the smiling sun looks over
To the tracing paper moon.
And those troubled dreams
Will fade away.
Oh my God what have you done?
You done something good
I was in the middle of dreaming
I hope your love will carry me on.
Oh my God what have you done?
The path’s now closed behind
Hope your feet are paying attention
I hope my love will carry you on.
Oh my God what have you done?
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9. |
While they talk of life
04:08
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We wait for the waiting
For August to fall
The sad blue-eyed winter
The cold sun to call.
The sky tilting sideways
To move where it will
Though it might appear so
It never is still.
It never is still
It visits us once
And doesn’t come by again.
And you are the witness
To this unique time
As days fold up smaller.
And dressed up in lime
The months meeting in darkness
To plan next years’ show
They might not remember
We might not get old.
We might not get old
But we will have seen
The white-hot sun rising.
We could walk in this heaven
While they plot paradise
You and me could be living
While they talk of life.
The sky is reflected in your hollow eyes
To dream where it comes from, where it dies
But this is the substance
From which days are made
Where time is collected
Where wishes are saved.
Where wishes are saved
And traded with hopes
And filed under dreaming.
We could walk in this heaven
While they plot paradise
You and me could be living
While they talk of life.
You and me could be free.
Life. While they talk of life.
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Silver rain will fall from the sun
Light capture paradise.
Joyful dancing high
A butterfly will fall softly from the sky.
And try to recall when love was around
Flowers will grow on this stony ground
And peace will come to your heart.
Walls will walk you home
And the breathless wind
Will sing your solemn song.
And echoless stars will wake to the sound
Flowers will grow on this stony ground
And peace will come to your heart.
Try to recall when love was around
Flowers will grow on this stony ground
And peace will come to your heart.
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John Cunningham Windermere, UK
John Cunningham English singer /songwriter.
Albums:Shankly Gates (1992), Bringing in the blue (1994),
Happy-go-unlucky (2002) w.performances by: Joe Watson (Stereolab), Mehdi Zannad (Fugu).
Signed by Joe Pernice to Ashmont Records, & One Little Indian. Gigged w. John Martyn, Edwyn Collins, Television, Rufus Wainwright, Smog, Stereolab and Neil Hannon/Thomas Walsh. Not to confused with other JCs!
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