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Go Go Go
03:30
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Go Go Go
Go, where the winds do wind across the harbour
Go, where the sun does shine upon your labour
Where you loose your blues in the morning
If you catch them in the evening
You can bare them to your lover
Who will soothe you while you’re grieving
Go Go Go
The world is turning in it’s stolen passion
It shows in subtle stares and chain reactions
Well I see you are a stranger
Yes but why can’t I adore you
And I realise the danger
But my heart is beating for to
Go Go Go
They say you are a solitary looser
The days will find you counting out your blues
You’re like a drunkard in the corner
Drowning in your shame
You’re like a fading ornamental rose
Who’s just drunk too much rain
Go Go Go Go
Don’t look back your past is gone
Your visions are of moving on
Just listen to high frequency
Send desires on to me
I am a child of morning light
I loose my powers over night
But as the dawn approaches we must go
Before the jailer finds the key
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2. |
Factory Girls
03:27
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Factory Girls
Gone, gone the silver moon
Morning comes again too soon
Wake up now the city's cursing
Factory girls they should be working
Traffic hounds the icy street
As slowly these reluctant feet
Will carry me just one more time
To stand on the production line
And engines roar and voices drown
In waves of unrelenting sound
As dreams are pulled down off the shelf
And stacked on the conveyer belt
And all through the ticking of the day
Machinery grinds the hours away
What kind of life is this for me
Working at the factory
If I could change this world around
I'd roll some magic through this town
I'd put some passion in the nights
And turn up all the fading lights
These silver moons we hardly see
Should shine from right inside of me
But gone, gone the silver moon
Morning comes again too soon
Wake up now the city's cursing
Factory girls they should be working
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3. |
Riddle In The Wind
03:52
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Riddle in the Wind
There's a riddle in the wind
There's a change in the air
A face in the mirror
With a curious stare
A voice from above
Crying loud and clear
But the answer is
Nowhere
There's a question mark
On a wise man's face
A dirty mark
On the joker and the ace
Philosophies
Are all over the place
But the truth of the matter is
Nowhere
Politicians all over the place
Fickle tongued and double faced
Don't want to hear anymore
About your squabbles and your wars
Don't want to hear anymore
Don't want to hear anymore
There's a ghost in the corner
With a message coming through
An undiscovered world
Coming on to you
A scientist, a guru
A priest absolving me and you
The book of golden rules
Has gone down the drain
You've got to be a law
Unto yourself again
Just want to walk in the rain
Like a child again
Just want to catch the first train to
Nowhere
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Magic Suburb
02:57
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Magic Suburb
Take a boat across the water
To the magic suburb
Simply wraps its arms around you
Like a well known proverb
Don't you mind the ocean wind
It'll blow away your sins
The salty tide is in
Tto embrace the magic suburb
Gotta get on top of this
Scatty old metropolis
Up the hillside looking down
The craziness just looks like bliss
Or perhaps it's just the lights
Or the blackness of the nights
That fades and shades those nasty bits
Gotta get away from something
There's the magic suburb
Weary of your woes now
Tired of the stoic word
They got ancient vibes there
That occupy the atmosphere
It's a mystical affair
The magic suburb
Leave your nappies and your washing,
And your supermarket shopping
Little village by the sea
Surrounded by a mad city
Say goodbye to drudgery
Pack your toothbrush, come to see
The mystery of history
The silent streets they tell a tale
But they don't speak in words
The lapping slapping of the water
Is a song that must be heard
Don't you hesitate to roam
Where the buildings creak and groan
To tell you all the secrets known
By the magic suburb
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5. |
Travellers In Your Eyes
03:56
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Travellers in your Eyes
There’s travellers in your eyes
There’s motion in your face
And all upon your mouth
Few words have left a trace
There’s ghosts of trains
That ride through the night
That vanish in the night
There’s travellers in your eyes
In your eyes
You speak soft and low
Words of a thousand years
You speak like a river
Your tears
Are halfway down the road
They’re rolling down the road
There’s travellers in your eyes
Goodbye, goodbye
Egypt waits for you
Far off cities too
And heaven lies unprobed
Like hells dark ghostly globe
With souvenirs in hand
I watch the fading land
You speak not truth or lies
There’s travellers in your eyes
In your eyes.
You timeless pilgrims move
Your ancient causes lost
With memories and dust
Buried ‘neath the rocks
Your secrets are only known
To others bound to roam
These wild winds are wise
There’s travellers in your eyes
In your eyes
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6. |
Wounded By The World
02:56
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Wounded by the World
He's always feeling wounded
Wounded by the world
Another devastation
Another blank blot
Always feeling wounded
Wounded by the world
Another devastation
Another blank blot
He's always so sarcastic
Invisible the knife
That cuts away the plastic
And the frilly edges
He never shows emotion
He's never seen the sea
He's got black and white vision
Too much television
He stares at the factories
And the concrete pavements
And the concrete eyes
Poking out of people's faces
He's got a picture of a girl
Who doesn't want to know him
He's always raving on about his
Horrible nightmares
He drinks a cup of coffee
And misses his mouth
His mum gives him a woolly scarf
And a train ticket south
Get lost, get lost
Take your horrible wounds away
Get lost, get lost
I don't want to see your wounds today
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7. |
Waterfront Pigeons
02:48
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The Waterfront Pigeons
The waterfront pigeons are the fattest in town
Ain't a-tryin' to get their waistlines down
Big fat Mama she struts and strays
She's living off the crumbs from the Waterfront Cafe
There's plenty for all to pick and choose
No errands waiting no jobs to loose
Prisoners of paradise get their dues.
They're living off the crumbs from the Waterfront Cafe
And we're all dreamers we ramble on
Minds full of future and chances gone
You with all your trendy schemes
And me with my expensive dreams
Yes the Waterfront Pigeons make me look like a clown
With my francais hat and my pensive frown
So absorbed with my etiquette
While they suffer their graces for all they can get
They got no rent to pay no union dues
No papers full of tragic news
No parking fines no trash to dump
They got sweet heaven down by the waterfront
And we're all dreamers we ramble on
Minds full of future and chances gone
You with all your trendy schemes
And me with my expensive dreams
Yes and fat Mama thinks she owns the street
A taxi just missed her lazy feet
And fat Daddy thinks he's the King of the Seas
He ain't restricted by no wages freeze
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8. |
Woman At Sea
03:13
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Woman at Sea
Woman at sea in a changing world
Golden sunrise follow you
Woman at sea you’re a changing girl
And it’s all for love and it’s all for love
Are you lost or are you found
Do you survive or do you drown
You’re a woman at sea
You’re a woman at sea
Once your eyes did always shine
And your laughter crossed the wind
In the shadows of the sun
Waiting for new dreams to come
Gentle waves that kiss the shore
Like a woman at sea, like a woman at sea
Billowed waves that break and roar
Like a woman at sea, like a woman at sea
Bring your soul back to the shore
The lies were never meant for you
Woman at sea you’re lost no more
Golden sunrise follow you
Now driftwood floats on oceans blue
Like a woman at sea, like a woman at sea
Let the moon-tide carry you
Lighthouse guard will see you through
Bring your soul back to the shore
The lies were never meant for you
Woman at sea you’re lost no more
Golden sunrise follow you
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9. |
Books On Your Shelves
03:09
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Books on your Shelves
Books on your shelves don't mean much to me
When the wisdoms you've gained are from stories you read
Oh you flash your warm eyes and then look away
Like a taste of the sun on a cloudy day
You know all that I'm thinking is, maybe sometime
We'll give all our talking away for a while
And open the pages of our secret selves
To live like the stories from the books on your shelves.
How to find happiness, how to be free
Stories of love affairs like love should be
Prophets and sages and the poets that rhyme
Are just words from the pages placed in a line
And you sit there talking while I dream of ways
We could live more adventurous, passionate days
And open the pages of our secret selves
To live like the stories from the books on your shelves.
Now I've been alone now for quite a few years
I only let people close when I forget my fears
And I know you're the same 'cause your sad eyes show through
That those books on your shelves don’t mean much to you
So if you're afraid to make the first move
Remember we've really got nothing to lose
If we open our minds and come out of ourselves
And live like the stories from the books on your shelves.
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The Moon & the Darkness & You
Squiggly roads chasing the moon
On the heels of the vagabond hills
Shadows are very old portraits of ladies
Silhouettes silver and still
Husky saxophones seem to say nothing
That you understand with your mind
From shadow to darkness, and darkness to shadow
Everything drowned in a line
But headlights and blind lights and devil may care
Leaving all naked, intrude
And nothing was magic until I was kissed
By the moon and the darkness and you
Whirlwinds come like emotion
Passing in waves through myself
Remembering bygone misfortune
To do with the heart and it's wealth
Got to be chasing gold or moons
Or illusions of sources of love
Or wild hearted men who devour young ladies
But never quite do it enough
If witches be at their sorcery
Or if devils their black art decree
If all of this scene is some mortal mirage
It's still got a strong hold on me
For squiggly roads and persuasive moons
And strange dark lands, naked and rough
And the mischievous eyes of the wild hearted men
Who devour young ladies for lust
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11. |
Tekapo
04:22
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Tekapo
Light sweeps over
Wide tussock plains
Icy mountains
That the sun can not awake
Cold blue lake
Penetrating blue
Cuts through the glare
Of these iron eyes
These iron eyes
Gaze slowly now
Across the frozen land
A vagrant leaf
Abandoned by the wind
And balancing upon an arc of snow
Tekapo
Storm clouds over
Arrogant eyes
Of circling hawks
And the empty sounds
Of nothing
Lost to the water
Lost to the snow
Lost through the gorges
Where the rivers go
So slowly now
Across the frozen land
A vagrant leaf
Abandoned by the wind
And balancing upon an arc of snow
Tekapo
Stories and rains
Faces without names
Pass through these lands
And are forgotten again
But these tussock hills
In galleries of blue
Are framed forever
In these iron eyes
These iron eyes
Gaze slowly now
Across the frozen land
A vagrant leaf
Abandoned by the wind
And balancing upon an arc of snow
Tekapo
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Kath Tait London, UK
Bio: Kath Tait is a songwriter from New Zealand, living in London. She writes about her life as a carer, a hippy, an itinerant bard and a wholefood freak. Described as ‘wonky and eccentric’ she is an empathetic and intelligent lyricist.
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