1. |
Out In The Well
03:28
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isn’t it a dream
perched in the window
bringing in a full-time band
to beat my door,
and sing of war
out in the well
a woman is moaning
telling me of all the things
she’s to do
when her man comes through
but high above, high above
I will live thoughtlessly
again
up in the trees
an angel was perching
watching on the days and nights
turn to smoke
and never spoke
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2. |
Avalanche (Cohen)
05:35
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Well I stepped into an avalanche,
it covered up my soul;
when I am not this hunchback that you see,
I sleep beneath the golden hill.
You who wish to conquer pain,
you must learn, learn to serve me well.
You strike my side by accident
as you go down for your gold.
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
is neither starved nor cold;
he does not ask for your company,
not at the centre, the centre of the world.
When I am on a pedestal,
you did not raise me there.
Your laws do not compel me
to kneel grotesque and bare.
I myself am the pedestal
for this ugly hump at which you stare.
You who wish to conquer pain,
you must learn what makes me kind;
the crumbs of love that you offer me,
they're the crumbs I've left behind.
Your pain is no credential here,
it's just the shadow, shadow of my wound.
I have begun to long for you,
I who have no greed;
I have begun to ask for you,
I who have no need.
You say you've gone away from me,
but I can feel you when you breathe.
Do not dress in those rags for me,
I know you are not poor;
you don't love me quite so fiercely now
when you know that you are not sure,
it is your turn, beloved,
it is your flesh that I wear.
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3. |
Sink Angel
05:15
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taken in an iron grip
I believe that I am falling
and in the street lamps, 2 am
I’ve caught myself in dreaming
my ghost, my velveteen swamp
all caked along the evening
I shed the bones I’ve crawled upon
to get a chance at nothing
who are you to come on down
and rap at my door
tear the floor
kitchen sink angel
looking oh so swell
the child denies his mother
for a taste of something sweet
the dog denies his owner
to break for the street
and you, the horse who rides me back
to show me where I came from
holy antidote, let me go
from what I have become
who are you to come on down
and rap at my door
scratch the floor
kitchen sink angel
looking oh so swell
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4. |
Damien
06:33
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I saw you dancing
in your solitude
in this room, fit for kings
but built for you
Lord, help me
to see the road ahead of this
Damien,
Damien
I saw you taking
from your saviour’s hand
an act to bring about
some change again
is he something
I could ever understand?
Damien,
Damien
I saw you holding hands
with your majesty
I meant to kill
the crying child in me
and you’ll be rid of me
and ill stay scraping up
what’s left for me
Damien,
Damien
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5. |
Another One For You
05:43
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something in the moon tonight
has brought me to my knees
and in my dreams, I’ve witnessed there
a thunder on the seas
now here she comes to swallow all
the remnants of my pride
and resurrect the parts of me
I’ve long since left to die
darling, you’re the truth
i’ve never known
darling, you’re the love
i’ve never shown
the sacrificial lamb denies
the food he’s being fed
the poet in his misery
spins his stories out of thread
there you stand, the match and wood
and him the ritual pit
asking me to join the fire
and find my peace within it
darling, you’re the truth
i’ve never known
darling, you’re the love
i’ve never shown
in the day, I long for you
in the night I weep
mapping fates inside my head
to find the one fit for me
and it’s kept under strict regulation
it’s not for your sad eyes
and this is how i’m coming to terms
with what I’ve been denied
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6. |
Epilogue
04:26
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i heard an angry voice
in the gutters of nightfall
mountains come crashing down
all heavy on my head
they’re talking’ bout little things
controlling what I think
so I took them to the water
to sink
i found an end
in the progression of my limelight
the river hit the cliff
and shot out in the dark
ill never be the same
ill never be the same
ill never be the same
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Ryland S. Dinneen Toronto, Ontario
singer songwriter of the moody piano playing variety
based in Toronto, ON
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