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Onwards, Westwards
04:13
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to be young, to live by the ocean
to be alone, to be no-one
out of the city, the disarray
endless smoke, endless grey
sombre, pallid sorrow
streetlamps acid yellow
onwards, westwards
the setting sun
I could be happy there
by the fire and by myself
out of the wind and the rain’s way
the crushing wind, the lashing sea
steeply sloping mountain
sleepless, boundless ocean
onwards, westwards
the setting sun
I’d get lost
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2. |
Amsterdam
03:30
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Amsterdam you humid bastard
all my clothes are soaked
but I bought more in the second hand market
on Haarlemmer Road
I fell in love with Vincent Van Gogh
he was just as fucked up as me
and I feel an affinity with anyone on the periphery
a wander in Amsterdam
me and my mother
we went back again
with nothing to lose
like a child
I was just a child then
I met my mother, we got on the yellow tram line
we were talking about Summer
a little girl who was a friend of mine
we walked the old streets I played on
I was just a child then
we ended up at the old apartment
it used to be a heroin den
a wander in Amsterdam
me and my mother
we went back again
with nothing to lose
like a child
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3. |
We Were Young
03:40
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In your garden
doing work for your dad
I took off my shirt
you just sat there with a drink in your hand
and the sun would glisten on your skin, we were young
young enough to care
and I loved you the best
and for a while you loved no one else
by the pool
you swam to my side
you swam like a child
I couldn’t swim so I just lay there and smiled
and the sun would glisten on your skin, we were young
young and full of youth
in schools and in fields
I remember but my lips are still sealed
by the river
walk hand in hand
leave our friends behind
always looking for a place to lie down
and the sun would glisten on your skin, we were young
too young to know better
I thought I knew you well
you were just waiting on somebody else
somebody else
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4. |
Christopher
04:58
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Of love I have naught
except trouble and sad thought
even when spring is sweet
and the birds repeat
oh, morning nothings
nothings
oh Christopher
an idea I have lost
an idea of myself
now that idea’s dead
and it feels I’m left
oh, mourning nothing
nothing
oh Christopher
to be somebody else
to be left on the shelf
to lose one’s sense of self
to die an early death
and dream of simple things
big talk and little use
wasted words of youth
time goes by, babe, I’ll let it go by
I’m alright, today, yeah I’m alright
what I’ve found, babe, what I’ve found
is things have changed, yeah, now you’re not around
oh Christopher
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5. |
All My Life
05:26
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Sweet adolescence
it's all mistakes and embarrassments
you're not alive
til your twenty-five
but if I could turn back time
and start again
I wouldn't change a thing
my mistakes, they've brought me where I've been
and I've wasted time getting high
I've been wasting time all my life
all my life
will my heart still?
only time will tell
I've sold everything I can sell
oh well
it's my life, it's my life baby now
it's my life
I'm going crazy
I'm going crazy now
all my life
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6. |
North Donegal
11:06
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There is a place, north Donegal
some of my memories are there
the blonde and the brunette
the girl with the short hair
it's the place where I made
some of my earliest mistakes
the best thing that I ever did
was getting out of that place
I remember the winter
the springtime and the autumn
but most of all those summer nights
we spent in her garden
and I'm going back there
no matter what you say
I've been invited
to her wedding day
stones' throw from you
it's the lying, it's the wasting
it's the cheat, it's the cheating on yourself
I'll wait for love
it's the drugs, it's the late nights
it's the bottle, bottle I love the most
I'll wait for love
someone to hold, one to care for
when I'm old and grey and full of sleep
I'll wait for love
the autumn, the fading light
the darkening day, the compensating night
I walked home, left it unsaid
with pounding heart I died a distant death
the days draw down, dwindle, scatter
it all ends and none of it matters
I linger on, become undone
I learn my fate is to always be in love
slip and slow down, square one again
I've made mistakes that I deeply regret
I've made mistakes again, again, again
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7. |
Not Forgotten
06:16
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We are ships before the breeze
dying of thirst and riddled with disease
I thought I could feel a change in the wind
I hope you still feel me on your skin
the only escape from this ship is sleep
the only sleep to be had is through drink
so I drink to your health, drink til I'm sore
and dream of a drier death on shore
last night as I lay sleeping
my mind being bent on wandering
dreamt we were sitting by the Corrib
thought I could smell the perfume in your blood
but darling, we're still young
and I think we're fine
and the lessons of our youth
will come back in time
and darling, darling you
won't forget the lessons of your youth
not forgotten
oh no no
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New Pope Galway, Ireland
Galway based songwriter New Pope has quietly developed an enduring mystique as a composer of endearingly self-reflective and reassuringly romantic songs.
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