1. |
Suspended
05:49
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2. |
The River Isn't Mine
04:16
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3. |
Waste
03:48
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Annie's on the home straight
Don't you be home late
We're heading off to Germany
Can't you see what it means to me
All of our friends are there
And they'll sure miss you
'Cause you don't want to go
The flowers this time of year
Are exactly what bring me here
And the smell of your hair tonight
Makes up for the lack of light
But when the fear comes
It's like African drums
Oh, we're falling apart at the seams
But all those valleys and streams
They roll on just like this
But it's a waste of a kiss
If you don't mean it
Singing wild rover we went
Drinking two towns over and
You're not a loser she said
Lose with all the booze in your head
But with my messed up face
And your warm embrace
I really thought maybe I'd won
I've slipped in the slime
And I've done my time
I buried my dog in the
Yorkshire fog so if you think
You want to be me well
You don't, believe me
With the drama far behind
It unravels and unwinds
The lights dim and dismiss
It's not a waste of a kiss just
'Cause no one sees it
You can stand and salute in your cowboy boots
But to love someone is like a holstered gun
Now when that pain comes it's like three broken thumbs
Oh, it's slipping all away
Now it's more than just gun play
You can talk yourself to death
But it's a waste
Of your breath
If no one believes it
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4. |
With Eyes Closed
04:50
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5. |
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7. |
Honest Girl
03:58
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She's an honest girl
She is an honest girl
See you later
God I hate her
She is an honest girl
Well I'm an honest man
I am an honest man
Give it to me
I'll do with it what I can
But I'm trying to be an honest man
I travel many miles
I've travelled many miles
Don't get no questions
All I see are smiles
But then I met this girl
She doesn't look my way
She doesn't look my way
She doesn't listen
To a word I say
Says You, You're so full of lies
She likes to take a drink
She likes to take a drink
Says she likes the way
It makes her think
But the drink just makes me shout
She hardly leaves her home
She hardly leaves her home
She'd rather be
All alone
And that's where she is now
You can't lie when you're dead
You can't lie when you're dead
But she'll be laying
Her pretty head
Down on the cold hard ground
I could have loved her dear
I could have lover her dear
I could have loved her
So sincere
We could have made our vows
But she was an honest girl
She was an honest girl
See you later
Love traitor
She was an honest girl
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8. |
Never, Never, Yes
05:51
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Horatio James London, UK
Horatio James, created by singer-songwriter and guitarist James Gable, is an alternative music project with folk music origins. With Iven Stead on mandolin and banjo, Paul Smith on violin and keys and Will Salvidge on bass their songs explore unusual emotions and happenings through James’s off-beat, non-narrative lyrics. ... more
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