1. |
Stranded
04:31
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STRANDED
Stranded, cast away on a tidal wave
Stranded, set adrift from the things you crave
Stranded, looking for a way to make it back
A way to make it back
Thought we knew you well
We were so mistaken
Only goes to show
When the lies creep in and the trust is broken
Reckless, driving blind on a hairpin bend
Reckless, hell on wheels and heaven sending
Reckless, looking for a way to make it back
A way to make it back
It’s hard to be concerned
You are your own worst enemy
Truth is tangled up and torn
Then you expect some empathy
Stranded, Reckless, Shameless
Where will it all end
Stranded, Reckless, Shameless
You can’t defend it
Thought we knew you well
We were so mistaken
Only goes to show
When the lies creep in and the trust is broken
Shameless, In the face of the evidence
Flagrant, rules are there to be dispensed with
Brazen, looking for a way to make it back
A way to make it back
It’s hard to be concerned
You are your own worst enemy
Truth is tangled up and torn
Then you expect some empathy
Stranded, Reckless, Shameless
Where will it all end
Stranded, Reckless, Shameless
You can’t defend it
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2. |
Don't Believe In Love
05:52
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All rise in the courtroom, as the judge takes to his chair
The jury shuffle nervously, wondering what they’ll hear
And I the lone defendant, still wondering why I’m here
She the prosecution, articulate and wise
Justifies her reasons, in the light of misdemeanours
At the climax of her story, she asks for my reply
I say, I don’t believe in love anymore
My hand is on a bible, I’m swearing I won’t lie
Telling them my story, a million rights and wrongs and whys
I can see they don’t believe it, I can see it in their eyes
I say, I don’t believe in love anymore
The jury has decided, the verdict that they’ll find
Guilt it drips from every part of me, gets me every time
She smiles as she is leaving, this corner of my mind
You know, I don’t believe in love anymore
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3. |
Sorry Circumstances
05:09
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Sorry Circumstances
Born in sorry circumstances, with nothing to your name
Raggy-arsed and baggy trousered, your brother just the same
Your mother left in desperation, you still feel the pain
You still feel the pain
Father took himself to drinking, drowned his days away
No tenderness or toleration, and nothing else to say
Except to strike with fists of anger, when you got in the way
When you got in the way
Middle 8
Rough living on the streets of London, struggling to survive
Learnt the tricks and took the chances, to keep yourself alive
You learnt how to keep yourself alive
Walked to Wales to be a miner, and earn some honest pay
Abandoned by a friend you trusted, he upped and ran away
Took a boat to Argentina, that sailed from Tiger Bay
That sailed from Tiger Bay
Then you signed up for the army, playing in the band
Bore the hardships and the pleasures, in a foreign land
Learnt the art of making laughter, had them eating out your hand
Eating out your hand
Middle 8
Learnt the tricks and took the chances, to shape what you became
Made a song and dance about it, until you made your name
Took a trip until you found your fame
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4. |
Own Way Now
05:33
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I know how I feel about the depth of my deception
Funny different eyes see different things, from the same view
I know how I feel about the strength of my conviction
Seems that changing never was too good
For the distant
And I’ll stand on the edges of this world
And breath the sweetened air that comes my way
I’ll pause then take a step beyond and try to find my own way now
I know how I feel about the depth of my deception
Funny burning bridges feel so cold, from this distance
And I’ll stand on the edges of this world
And breath the sweetened air that comes my way
I’ll pause then take a step beyond and try to find my own way now
And I’ll stand on the edges of this world
And breath the sweetened air that comes my way
I’ll pause then take a step beyond and try to find my own way now
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5. |
Set Me Free
04:38
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Set Me Free
I don't eat, I can't sleep
Or catch my breath easily
I can't think, can’t speak
Won't listen to you or you to me
Chorus
Hold me, save me
Set me free
Help me
Offer up some kindness
Break these ties that bind lest
I become too blind to see
I can't feel, I don’t see
Or trust anyone too readily
There's no love, just loss
And a self fulfilling prophecy
Chorus
I don't laugh, I don’t cry
Can't find relief or remedy
I don't rock, I don’t roll
I'm a lost song without a melody
Chorus
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6. |
Not A Choice
05:24
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Not A Choice
What do you expect of me?
I am a father, someone’s son
My wife, my family
Are my one concern you see
Why must it be this way?
This road is all that’s left for me
It’s not a choice you’d want to make sir, believe me
It’s not a choice you’d want to make sir, believe me
I need you, I need you
I need a helping hand
I need you, I need you
I need a helping hand
What can I expect of you?
A few small crumbs of empathy
I am not an immigrant
A threat to your security
Why must it be this way?
My country turned its back on me
(It’s not a choice you’d want to make sir, believe me)
I need you, I need a helping hand
(It’s not a choice you’d want to make sir, believe me)
I need you, I need a helping hand
(It’s not a choice)
I need you, I need you
(Believe me)
I need a helping hand
(It’s not a choice)
I need you, I need you
(Believe me)
I need a helping hand
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7. |
I Want To Stay The Same
04:13
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It seems the more I say, the more the doubts remain
All I wish to do, is blame someone
Now each and every wish, that you will understand this
These will be my words, and you will hear them
I want it all to change, but I want to stay the same
It seems that if I pray, I’ve nothing good to say
Nothing worth the prayer and no-one’s listening
I want it all to change, but I want to stay the same
Now each and every wish, that you will understand this
These will be my words, and you will hear them
I want it all to change, but I want to stay the same
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8. |
Rakish Kind
05:10
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The Rakish Kind
It’s the right time to bring this to an end
It’s the right time to kick it into touch
It’s the right time to start over again
It’s the right time you want it oh so much
But she will cry and beg
You won’t change your mind
She can break her heart
You’re the rakish kind, the rakish kind
It’s the right time for you to move along
It’s the right time, you’ve got the restless urge
It’s the right time to hear someone else’s song
It’s the right time for a love song not a dirge
So don’t give it a thought
At what you left behind
She can break her heart
You’re the rakish kind, the rakish kind
It’s the right time to please your vanity
It’s the right time, the chase is half the fun
It’s the right time for your own sanity
It’s the right time to finish what you’ve done
But she will cry and beg
You won’t change your mind
She can break her heart
You’re the rakish kind, the rakish kind
Repeat 1st verse
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9. |
Long Hard Road
06:18
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Long Hard Road
It’s been a long hard road, half a life time passing
Long hard road, to see this day
Long hard road, half a life time passing
Long hard road, to see this day
It’s been a long time, a long time coming, but some truth has been revealed
It’s been a long time, a long time coming, an open wound can heal
It’s been a long time, a long time coming, two score years and one
It’s been a long time, a long time coming, to right this grevious wrong
There is no repentance or conscience from this man
A preacher for the devil with bloodstains on his hands
Long hard road, half a life time passing
Long hard road, to see this day
Long hard road, half a life time passing
Long hard road, to see this day
It’s been a long time, a long time coming, a ghost was laid to rest
It’s been a long time, a long time coming, an injustice was addressed
It’s been a long time, a long time coming, atoning for the past
It’s been a long time, a long time coming, are we nearer ‘Free at Last’?
Evil came to slaughter the sacrificial lambs
And bury Freedom Summer into an earthen dam
Dialogue
June 23rd 1964 3.59pm
President Lyndon B Johnson to Senator James Eastland Mississippi
President Johnson: Jim, we’ve got three kids missing down there. What can I do about it?
Eastland: Well, I don’t know. I don’t believe there’s . . . I don’t believe there’s three missing. I believe it’s a publicity stunt.
June 23rd 1964 4.05pm
FBI Director J Edgar Hoover to LBJ
J. Edgar Hoover: Mr. President?
President Johnson: Yeah.
Hoover : I wanted to let you know we found the car.
President Johnson: Yeah?
Hoover : Apparently what’s happened, these men have been killed.
President Johnson: Well, now, what would make you think they’d been killed?
Hoover : It is merely an assumption that probably they were burned in the car. On the other hand, they may have been taken out and killed on the outside.
President Johnson: Or maybe kidnapped and locked up.
Hoover : How’s that?
President Johnson: Or maybe kidnapped and locked up.
Hoover : Well, I would doubt whether those people down there would even give them that much of a break.
August 4th 1964
Cartha “Deke” DeLoach, Assistant Director of the FBI to LBJ
De Loach: Mr President?
LBJ: Yeah
De Loach: Mr Hoover wanted me to call you sir immediately and tell you that the FBI have found three bodies, six miles south west of Philadelphia Mississippi. We have every reason to believe they are the three missing men. They were at the side of a dam that had been constructed near Philadelphia Mississippi. Want to let you know right away sir
Storm clouds now have broken the skies are clear and calm
The soil is in renewal down on Old Jolly Farm
Long hard road, half a life time passing
Long hard road, to see this day
Long hard road, half a life time passing
Long hard road, to see this day
Court sentencing of Edgar Ray Killen on June 23, 2005, by Circuit Judge Marcus Gordon to the maximum sentence of 60 years in prison, 20 years for each count of manslaughter, to be served consecutively.
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10. |
It's Been A While
05:07
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It’s been a while, since I saw myself smile
It’s been days since I felt I was
Here today
It’s been a while
Since I saw myself
Hold me now
While I slide down, here
It’s been a while, since I saw myself smile
I’ve spent days, just walking around here
It’s been a while
Since I saw myself
Hold me now
While I fade out from here
It’s been a while, since I saw myself smile
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11. |
Sunday Best
05:48
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Sunday Best
You in your Sunday best
Fake fur and finery
Me, the stay at home boy
Displaying the pagan in me
You seeking redemption down through the days
Me repenting at leisure in my own way
You, all dressed up to the nines
Answering the church bell bid
Me, bedraggled and rough
Reclaiming the Clitheroe Kid
You seeking redemption down through the days
Me repenting at leisure in my own way
Stained glass and graveyard angels
Church spires touch the sky
We take our own communion
Ask forgiveness you and I
You and I, you and I, you and I
And I will keep my faith in you
You will keep your faith in me, in me, in me
You are part of a vanishing breed
Me, I sit with the cynics and fools
Sinner and saint side by side
Living by different rules
You seeking redemption down through the days
Me repenting at leisure in my own way
Stained glass and graveyard angels
Church spires touch the sky
We take our own communion
Ask forgiveness you and I
You and I, you and I, you and I
And I will keep my faith in you
You will keep your faith in me, in me, in me
You in your Sunday best
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12. |
The Faintest Shine
04:10
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The Faintest Shine
Just a flicker, the faintest shine
Lights this moment with no intention
With no desire it lights this moment
And it lights a smile, and a memory
This thought lingered, and carried around
Never focused, just shadow
This thing unfinished, this held desire
It shrouds these feelings, and a memory
This connection, in lucid times
Faintest shine, this thing unfinished
With no desire, the faintest shine
Lights this moment, she shines.
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13. |
Seven Daughters Of Eve
04:52
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Seven Daughters Of Eve
I wandered lost through seven hills
The mists of time took hold, enveloped me
Then seven daughters did appear
And everything was clear to see
The family we know
We leave but don’t let go
To find our place to be
The more that we explore
The mother to us all
Should hold her family
They say that all roads lead to Rome
And life draws from the daughters of Eve
Where we began and where we go
Becomes the legacy we leave
We all need to know where we came from
We all need to belong
Footprints in history
Show to me my world
In seven days the world began
Then seven sisters danced upon the stone
With seven virtues, seven sins
And seven children of their own
The family we know
We leave but don’t let go
To find our place to be
The more that we explore
The mother to us all
Should hold her family
We all need to know where we came from
We all need to belong
Footprints in history
Show to me my world
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14. |
Strange Device
05:03
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Strange device, I’m holding you under the ice
To keep you safe
Stranger life, I’m holding you over the flame
To keep you warm
Light spills, blood red and angry
Spreads and pools, like liquid inside
And she falls, bathes in the colour
Drinks as the sickness inside of her grows
She slides
Strange device, I’m holding you under the ice
To keep you safe
Stranger life, I’m holding you over the flame
To keep you warm
No sound aside of the breathing
There in the corner, now it is dark
And she waits, and hides in the shadows
Waits for the moment, to be who she knows
She shines
Strange device, I’m holding you under the ice
To keep you safe
Stranger life, I’m holding you over the flame
To keep you warm
Everything, all we are doing, Everything, all we can do
Moving fast, faster I follow
Onwards and onward, to keep up with you
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