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You
03:19
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You
I saw your face smiling
You made me grin and I thought of hope
Then I looked at lovers entangle themselves
And I felt sad
Waiting in my angry bed
Working it all out inside my head
just what I'd have to say
You
I need a small white lie to help me get by
But the truth raised its ugly head and cried
I will always cherish you but you make it hard
When you ask me questions
Like some sort of dictator
Waiting in my angry bed
Working it all out inside my head
just what I'd have to say
You
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2. |
The Fix
05:47
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The Fix
And the tears that he cries
Could never darken or fill this vast ocean
And if he should sink the knife into his frail skin
The blood that spills would never dilute her
Take a pleasure bus to the coast of your mind
And picture these eternal waves
Sitting high upon a Catherine wheel
Let yourself at least fall once from grace
Ride the roller coaster that always spins
Fear not this curdling feeling
Sober yourself on ghosts of dead merry seamen
And at every port hang withered junks
In different stages of failing
So shy girl take a fix and you will know
And marbled waves
They kick up a sultry spray fragrance
Filling his head and his body
Like a pure smoke dream
And this stormy April day
Blows and forms the sand-dunes of his notions
He needs the grey turning blue red turning red
Tunnel of colours that kaleidoscope
By his treasured sea empire
And at every port hang withered junks
In different stages of failing
So shy girl take a fix and you will know
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Napoleon
06:32
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Napoleon
You are the one
The one I'm trying to be
And you are all time
Won't you give me the key
A feeling as excess baggage
We roam the town
Looking for a safe seat
I feel like a little man
And it's funny to think of Napoleon
And who he was
He could have been a dog or anything
Or he could have been me
Hot summer's day
Looking through blossom trees
I can see the blue sky
That everyone else sees
And the spinal staircase climb
Needs a caring hand
And a grasp of understanding
So as not to fall down
And when the pain starts to cry out loud
It's time to reach up high
They say heaven gives out new identity
I said you are the one that I'm trying to be
you are the one that I'm trying to be
I said you
You are the one
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4. |
The Field
04:30
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The Field
This land is ploughed and the seed laid upon the ground
To grow its locks of corn unto your backs
Swaying in the breeze to reach for the sky
Life is like a field on fire
Branded in my soul
Hiding behind hollow logs
I throw them down so cold
And the fire is stoked
Flaming emptiness
Cutting shadows of autumn lay a dark
And we cry for our own colours and our roots
But she drowns on
This sinking light
Life is like a field on fire
Branded in my soul
Hiding behind hollow logs
I throw them down so cold
And the fire is stoked
Flaming emptiness
Falling snow lays deep within our souls
Waiting for the thaw to walk and caress
But our tombs lay full
A hidden bloom
Life is like a field on fire
Branded in my soul
Hiding behind hollow logs
I throw them down so cold
And the fire is stoked
Flaming emptiness
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Wealth of Needs
05:11
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Wealth of Needs
Chained Catherine wheels that turn
Droning cloud scattered dreams
Like a locust swarm
Gathering the wealth of needs
And pains of desires
And the virgin laid sprawled
On her diamond crusade
Through scalding harsh waters
And then like keeling ghost ship she sails
Through fogs of piss-like ignorance
Night fields of poppies
Breathing shallow chapped air
Brief sirens of crimson guide
Then as a fleeing mass she goes
Leaving a dark sprawled silence
Delving in skies of blues
And shining in deep caverns
Trickling stenches encircle us
And then like a tainted dog
Ready to tear open
Our splintered and rusted gates
Howling and growling we lust
In deserts of tears
And howling and growling we lust
In deserts of tears
And forests of broken arms
Thorns tear our ordered threads
Stones blister our angelic feet
And in boxes of square teachings
Rocking to-and-fro
In a trance of stifled stillness
Rocking to-and-fro
Rocking to-and-fro
Our tickets stamped for the wake
For the wake
For the wake
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6. |
Shout
03:59
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Shout
You were convicted before you were born
It's all in the family the courthouse only son
And you look for the right for the right paths
But all you could do was bury your fist on their mouth
But most of the time your out for the count
You've only learned how to shout
They asked you to joining the killing
'Cause there no money in saving the race
Life always seems so real on film
You're the director cut it how you feel
But most of the time your out for the count
You've only learned how to shout
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7. |
Just About Nowhere
04:35
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Just About Nowhere
Eject me with the love you gave me
Sketched out with your shaking caring hands
And lay me soft in the fleece of enchantment
Me just a blurry silhouette of myself
Spellbound in search of blood sincere
While hoards of frightened steely riders
Stockbred-typecast are riding the pre-ape look
Child with rank fingers scrawl your psalms
On my face enrage me
It feels as the furnace inside me is prickly plotting
So I take the night barge from the swamp banks
Of my cherished river
And I see the signs hanging on high
To escape from the sins that have caused my fall
Madness I'm down on bended knees
Brewing in self torment I lay siege to my own roots
Sit and gain another face
Change my shoes and throw away conventions
A conventional gesture
My martyred-like hide strung high on my cross of soft hiding
Slowly I climb down and it's all festering around me
A quagmire of mixed emotion
I try and pull those important out
And fine them swimming free
And I see the signs hanging on high
To escape from the sins that have caused my fall
Madness I'm down on bended knees
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8. |
The Word Game
07:32
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The Word Game
Forging her papers rolling her head in the sand
Sorceress raise your only flag
Merchant or queen no place to hide
Swallow like children living on borrowed pride
And we play the word game
You feel like an endless notion
A perfectly regular orbit
Swallow like children living on borrowed pride
And we play the word game
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9. |
The Dwarf Inside
04:42
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The Dwarf Inside
The dwarf inside he's a-hammering
And sent to the kitchens a-carving
Held out at sea on the ferry man's call
You delve in the hold for your colours
And shedding skins you shed your naked hide
Mix and match the era
New faith for tired eyes
And the marriage party that turned black and blue
And the whores the whores that lay down for you
You threw the world and its child through that door
While exchanging others' points of view
Long fallen notions
Back door dumb grim
Downtown in the gallery
Salt tear sweet sin
A pair of hard times
You fall on broken roads
Waiting for tomorrow's end
Vain purple people
Star-light bribery
You're safe with your secret wounds
Oh yes you are
And the marriage party that turned black and blue
And the whores the whores that lay down for you
You threw the world and its child through that door
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10. |
Stepping Out
03:43
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Stepping Out
You can have your words of wisdom
And the conjured arm that leads you
And the wine upon your table
Take care whose potion feeds you
Don't be shy just tell what you think
what you feel and who you are
'Cause we stand and sit and shit and piss
Just like each other
Tinker tailor soldier sailor rich man poor man beggar man thief
But if time should stop tomorrow your world would keep on moving on
Your huddled darting glances convicted scheming moving on
'Cause you held me down in high court
And placed the cloth upon your head
I didn't revert to you words or yours to mine
How can I when your book of logic
Is my book of crimes
I'm stepping out I'm stepping out
You borrow and steal and cheat and lie
Then ask me what's in it for me
Hey boy you know I once heard
A fair exchange is no robbery
You had me in mind for a project in a gallery
But the wind changed direction
And you put me out to sea
And if you learn a storey
Your fine clean lines soon go out of shape
Your jewels weigh you down
And your gold is buried down with you
I didn't revert to your words or yours to mine
How can I when your book of logic
Is my book of crimes
I'm stepping out I'm stepping out
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DavidJohnHull Germany
David started playing double bass in various folk, rock, and chanson bands in Berlin. In 1991, he turned to writing songs and has released roughly 17 albums to date. In 2017, the band Golden Dark was formed, and in 2018, the project Shapeless Man was initiated. In 2020, he began working on the radio play "The Pigeon House." In 2023, he started improvised voicing with various projects. ... more
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