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everything's easy
02:35
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dreamed i was a distant city
people dreamed and died within me
dreamed i was a chance encounter
where a kind of kinship flowered
dreamed i was a distant city
people dreamed and died within me
(everything's easy, nothing's simple)
dreamed i was a chance encounter
where a kind of kinship flowered
(everything's easy, nothing's simple)
dreamed i was a sycamore tree
where desperate men go to be free
(everything's easy, nothing's simple)
dreamed i was the mercy of
a cancer baby drowned with love
(everything's easy, nothing's simple)
dreamed i was, dreamed i was...
(everything's easy, nothing's simple)
had a dream i didn't know you
you walked right by and looked right through me
(everything's easy, nothing's simple)
dreamed i was a dolphin sailing
i woke up and it was raining.
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2. |
before
03:13
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before I was happy even when I was miserable
now I am sad even when I'm having fun
before I was safe even when I was petrified
now I am running running for my lfe
before, before, be-fore
before I was a princess locked up in a tower
now I'm a cat stuck up in a tree
before I was a bridge and under me flowed water
now I'm a troll and there is water all around me
before, before, be-fore
before I was given a present of a locket
now I am given to take what I can get
before I was pretty pretty as a promise
now I'm a lie and I am calling in your debt
but that was long ago, so long ago
before, before, be-fore.
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3. |
birdsnbees
03:10
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a taste like sweetness, a scent that one could feel
a sight like pretty black orchids showered gently on a spinning wheel
her darkness with its silky touch, would chill but not detract as such
the sparks that reach out from her eyes would better and worse a thousand highs
a thousand highs
a thousand highs
i'm talkin' Tolstoy while she reads magazines
and sits in shadow, i can't help but think that she don't notice me
i'd buy her sweeties, but she's got diabetes
i've given up trying to read the signs, i'm just glad that i'm here and that she don't mind
she don't mind
she read magazines
she read magazines
and she talks police
and she talks release
while i'm trying to talk about the birds and bees
o why o why o why o why o why
a taste like sweetness, a scent that one could feel
a sight like pretty black orchids showered gently on a spinning wheel
her darkness with its silky touch would chill but not detract as such
the sparks that reach out from her eyes would better and worse a thousand highs
a thousand highs, a thousand highs
she reads magazines, yeh.
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4. |
derp-cut
03:00
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say barber, why'd you give me a derp-cut?
say barber, why'd you give me a derp-cut?
what have you done to me what have you done to me what have you done to me what have you done to me what have you done to me what have you done to me what have you done to me what have you done to me....
say barber, why'd you give me a derp-cut?
say barber, why'd yo have to give me a derp-cut?
I say I say I say I say I say boy....
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actual bird-song
02:30
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a simple favour if I may, please burn in effigy, the chapel of my Sunday
and it would be just the thing, if you could lend a wing, to stop me falling
and if perhaps you will permit, please bend the freeway of my transit
cos I'm an ordinary Joe who runs out in the cold and takes off all his clothes
you're just an ordinary Jane who runs out in the rain and is never sen or heard from again
so yes it might be mighty neat to party on the beach of my tranquility
and if perhaps you'd be so kind so as to cast a line into the oily depths of my crooked mind
and if it isn't such a chore please would you close the door on all the pretty things I wasted my life searching for.
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6. |
in my prime
03:34
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well I'm holding my breath and I'm counting to ten
and I'm watching the strokes as the pendulum bends
seven tips his hat as I float on by
for it will not be long till I'm in my prime
well I'm holding my breath and I'm counting to twelve
and I'm sliding the slopes of an hourglass
and I'm diving through six and I'm jumping through nine
for it will not be long till I'm in my prime
and with a sound a new door opens and with a sound new opens and with a sound a new door opens and with a sound a new door opens and with a sound a new door opens and with a sound a new opens and with a sound a new opens and with a sound a new door opens and with a sound a new door opens...
well I'm holding my breath and I'm losing the thread
when it comes to zeros I'm a ten out of ten
but on the horizon, a bigger piece of the pi
yes it will not be long till I'm in my prime.
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7. |
down go the days
04:37
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o down go the days like the rain like the rain
everything that you love is a war that you wage
and sometimes you're the hunter and sometimes you're the prey
like the rain like the rain o down go the days
you were grace you amazed I was praise no complaint
then I learned to despise every line on your face
and the time went away and our hair went to grey
watching rain watching rain go down like the days
out of sight out of mind crescent moon winking eye
I betrayed my companion and I watched as he died
and he never looked better than he did at his wake
like the rain like the rain o down go the days
"the king is dead" quoth the angel as it were on a wing
and the devils all red said "behold the dead is king
though a dawn will arise and a day be erased
it will soon be replaced" o down go the days.
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8. |
miscellaneous adventures
03:44
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well i was trapped then i was freed
won't you come and capture me
we'll be two adjacent rivers
on our miscellaneous adventures
where you flow, i'll go,
we could float wherever together
and there'll be those that don't believe
we're just where we wanna be
we'll be strangers to their whispers
on our miscellaneous adventures
where you flow, i'll go
we could float wherever together
and with the ocean finally reached
you and i will find release
and there'll be no more rainy winters
on our miscellaneous adventures
where you flow, i'll go
we could float wherever together
what you sow, i'll grow
and it will blow wherever.
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ordinary, that's me
ordinarily, the likes of you would never hear from me
but I got, a subtle prospect
an intimation hitherto out of reach
so won't you come, the seat is warm
i'll take you ride in my Renault Clio
i'll take you ride in my Renault Clio
i'll be Jerry and you be Dino
show you things that i like
but i try all night
and your interest spikes
when i say my friend
looks a little like Ronaldinho
you're a duchess, i'm a dragon
you are kindness, and i'm a bad case of river blindness
i weather the storms, it's all i'm good for
Christ i'm some kinda empathy machine
to keep you sweet, while i see myself
getting more and more rough around the edge
maybe there is a devil after all
maybe there is a devil after all
if you could see the hatred in the eyes
of the one who loves me
since you darkened my valley
with a constant cloud
that looks a little like Ronaldinho
ordinary, that's me
ordinarily, the likes of you would never hear from me
but i got, a subtle prospect
an intimation hitherto out of reach
so won't you come, the seat is warm
i'll take you ride in my Renault Clio
i'll take you ride in my Renault Clio
i'll be Jerry and you be Dino
but certain things i can't forget
because i'm ok, in a minor way
but i'm a shade too shabby
and i sure as hell
don't look nothing like Ronaldinho.
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10. |
don't
00:37
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Ronan Francis Doran Glasgow, UK
“…enchants his audience with beautifully written lyrics and catchy melodies” Felix Slavin, Music
Broth
“the hardest working musician in Glasgow; a compelling stage presence combined with irresistible blues-folk sensibilities” Chris Yeoh, Mob-Handed Press
“Ronan..plays guitar, writes lyrics and they both go very well together. They tell a story, take you somewhere-why not song along?” Tom Keren
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