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Living on the Mountain
02:54
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living on the mountain
no money anywhere
eating bread and honey
sat back upon my chair
listen to me locusts
here’s what we’re going to do
we’ll move on down the valley
and occupy the zoo
the night is cold and painful
the day is crazy too
the women here are dreadful
there’s no way to get through
so give me rice and lingli
chai and charas too
give me one more sweet dream
this nightmare’s come true
here comes the sweet wine
the satin lady show
here come mr moonshine
with madame afterglow
it’s twilight in the ballroom
the walls are black with smoke
and everybody’s wondering who
it was that made the joke
and no one’s saying nothing
yet everyone was there
i’ll see you in the morning
if i can make the stairs
so give it to me gently
break it to me slow
tell me lies but softly
take care to let me know
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from city street and sundance
through factory town and fell
i walked along uncertain
through every kind of hell
i left you in the garden
with your pianist and priest
as gold turned grey
i felt you harden
it made me crave release
so give me peace and plenty
and time to drink my fill
my pockets now are empty
and weakened is my will
i left you on the highway
behind the miles you fell
i had to do it my way
you know i wish you well
from airport lounge and turnstile
past taxi stand and pier
you know it leave you empty
you know it leave you wired
yet every time you settle
you get to feeling weird
so pass me down my suitcase
and fill me up with wine
please reserve my ticket
and send me down the line
you know i think about you
you know it makes me weep
yet every time i meet you
i find the going steep
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what was i seeking
i was not exactly sure
so i went out walking
walking in the world
walking in the world
walking in the world
some go for wealth
some go for fame
some go for peace
some to clear their name
some for happiness
some out of weariness
some to receive
a maiden’s fair caresses
some don’t know
some they got to go
some come back
for some a one way track
walking in the world
walking in the world
others get to know
that most men go too slow
and if you go too fast
you’ll end up coming last
walking in the world
walking in the world
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the momentary man for the use of
the wonderless winter
a mosaic of accumulated mysteries
somehow all these strange scenes
but a dream floating through me
fading me out
gazing into the blue
a haze
endless and empty
gazing gone in limitless seascape
to get my attention
you would probably have to shoot me
i rip open these bodies
as if they concealed some mystery
strange magic
as if something shone within
our passing skin
as if something breathed
and did not pass away
as if something mattered
as if you would stay
chained to my silence
join me on the moon
sleep the sleep of saints
wash out the will to create
wear the clothes of white
and bathe in waters
clear and crystal
be still as starlight living
not the throbbing throes of dead light
moving divorced from source
seeking some socket to end in
be still
lost in space
spinning speechless
i lend a hand
respecting your inspirations
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5. |
Icon of Waste
03:09
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the dream that got beached this morning
a whirlwind went down with the tide
it’s only fear that keeps me from yawning
pain and this the desert inside
if you can’t thaw out
you’d better freeze
cos there’s nothing left
cept your precious disease
there’s nothing right
and it won’t go down tonight
there’s nothing right
and it won’t go down tonight
pain and this the desert inside
neither strength in your arm
nor sense in your head
in a manner of speaking
you’d be better off dead
there’s nothing right
and it won’t go down tonight
there’s nothing right
and it won’t go down tonight
forced into corners
you almost could use
when the shadow comes down
you’re just one place removed
there’s nothing right
and it won’t go down tonight
there’s nothing right
and it won’t go down tonight
one step from heaven
one step from hell
need a new dimension
i need someone to tell
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fulfilling dreams i have drifted
clear of creation
i await the albatross
silent and smooth
action of aether
dissolve if you will
lay back
everything has been arranged
ease into these contours
hear the memory of wind
barely breathing continue
entranced
beyond ecstasy
distracted i stroke the thread
i wonder when the break will come
da
dam yatta
day had huam
shanti shanti shanti
OM
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8. |
Every Day the Dawn Comes
04:20
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i want to get to thursday
but wednesday’s in the way
right now it’s only tuesday
it’s been that way all day
i lay down in the morning
and dinner tastes like shit
in the afternoon
it’s on my chair i sit
tea don’t make a difference
it just goes in the bin
and then the evening comes
i feel like original sin
every day the dawn comes
every day it rains
every day i want you
every day you don’t come
i have been to bombay
i have been to rome
i have seen the milky way
but i can’t find my way home
i have seen the tigers
i have seen the moon
i have sailed the rivers
i guess you know the tune
there’s love on the waters
there’s beauty in the stars
solace in your daughters
sadness in your bars
crime in your cities
culture in your halls
you don’t come
every day the dawn comes
every day it rains
every day i want you
every day you don’t come
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No More Runway Lights
03:20
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(long blind avenues)
when you’re all washed up and wasted
and nowhere near sixty four
stranded in a stranger’s basement
no name on the door
wiped out on the highway
fucked up on the floor
crash-landed on a runway
and you still feel like more
no more runway lights
no more walking shoes
no more frontiers in
the dead of night
(those long blind avenues)
it’s all distraction these days
the party never stops
the people are all wonderful
let’s party til we drop
you’re so far away now
i feel i’m losing touch
but even when i’m with you
you’re too far away to touch
no more runway lights
no more walking shoes
no more frontiers in
the dead of night
(long blind avenues)
do we play this game forever
shall we crucify our joy
let’s make it now or never
and you still feel like more
wiped out on the highway
fucked up on the floor
stranded on a runway
and you still feel like more
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10. |
The Boy That Flew
03:32
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oh my love i’m rolling
thru the broken glass to you
oh my love i’m strolling
i’m the boy that flew
oh my lungs i’m bursting
torn up - shot down – revived
oh my heart i’m cursing
dancing just to keep alive
oh my angel are you waiting
waiting in your bed
for my heart is aching
for you i’d drop down dead
call my name – i hear you
call it up today
let me come and feel you
you’re turning to clay
i’m the boy that flew
oh my love
let me come and feel you
you’re turning to clay
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i come from out the darkness
in the sunshine of your smile
i hold you in my arms
like i did before the fall
you’re the diamond jewel of evening
you’re the crested swan of dawn
you’re the reason why i’m leaving
though i came to keep you warm
chorus
blue skies is a dream
a lost horizon on still waters
oh lord won’t you take me
oh lord won’t you make me
come out clean
i waded through the waters in a whirlwind
i caught the storm and held it by the eye
i knew that your love like a hurricane
would burn and blow right on by
i came a million miles to meet you
through light years of dust storms
i have only love to give you
and my coat to keep you warm
it’s hard rocks my angel
it’s blistered feet and hands
it’s a long way to reach you
many dead left behind
[chorus]
you’re the blazing emerald empire
wherein lies the crystal crown
you’re the diamond jewel of evening
you’re the crested swan of dawn
ooh la-la ooh la-la
[chorus]
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12. |
City Street Reprise
01:54
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a seagull’s wing still flying
across the baltic grim and cold
i’m dreaming a dream that’s
a long time dying
a voice that lingers on
among the morphic poppies
beneath a desert sun
dreaming dangerous rainbows
with the ladies having fun
it’s not the way they treat them
it’s not their golden hair
it’s not the snaky bass guitar
it’s just the way we are
the way we are
she was golden and indifferent
captured by the moon
i was a fellow prisoner
we lived in a kind of swoon
do you believe in legends
well have a ball tonight
she is turning into starlight
before your startled eyes
among the morphic poppies
beneath a desert sun
a seagull’s wing still flying
across the baltic grim and cold
i’m dreaming a dream that’s
a long time dying
among the morphic poppies
beneath a desert sun
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Albatross Project UK
Dan (above)
music & vocals
Roger (left)
words
plus:
Gav
Podge
Yedo
Nick
Matthew
Chyna
Sue
Lee
Mike
Shark
... more
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