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Gypsy Crow #2
03:23
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She’s got me feeling
Like a horn with no blow
Like a book with no meaning
Like ice-cream for crow
I tried to read her
Her smoke lined sage
I wet my finger
But I can’t turn her page
Rose-maiden meanings
Cuttlefish bones
Silent and seething
This lonely soul
Well I’ve never felt so heavy before
I’ve never swam so far from the shore
She’s got me feeling
Like I’m stuck back stage
I hear all the cheering
Her love’s all the rage
I’ve weathered her treason
through blind-eyed light
Her crow flies so freely
The darker the night
Well I’ve never felt so heavy before
I’ve never swam so far from the shore
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2. |
Song for Sweet Thing
02:32
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Baby I’ve got a feeling that I don’t understand
So my words get caught up like rainwater in a can
Hold on
Baby please
‘cause some times those feelings are hard to express
But when I finally show you them you’ll sleep the deepest rest
Hold on
Baby please, hold on
Those long curves have long been on my mind
And that moon-shadowed whisperin’ just lights me up on fire
Hold on
Oh baby please
You’re a strong kind of woman and it makes me so proud
You stand up to my hardness, you ain’t nobody’s child
Hold on
Baby please, hold on
Well sometimes I’m happy
And sometimes I’m sad
But I’m sure gonna love you
Like nobody ever has
Hold on
Baby please hold on
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3. |
Elephant Painting
04:50
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You’ve never seen such a circus as this
All gimmicks and tricks no talent
Piss in the snow and call it gold
For all they know its a show
You give up your love for that sorry dog
He’s drooled for a scrap for so long now
I’ll tell you one time but never again
You feed him a crumb and the dog will be dead
Elephant painting
No I can’t take it
Elephant painting
No i won’t take it
The story of man is written in walls
Built up like kindling for fire and war
Its the same old story that he never learns
Beyond a man’s needs is a fire for sure
(c) Antony Ablan 2010
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4. |
American Man
04:32
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Hey boys you wanna be like me, now?
Freedom ain’t free you got to steal like a thief
Ain’t ever been a man to finish last
Free my soul? Got no time for that.
Some devil got to shovel coal
never been a good man
Fear’s your friend, that’s the same as a fact now
God, hate, guns, pills and not fitting in, well
A scared mind is like a lump of clay
Make it what you want then toss it away
some devil got to shovel coal
Ain’t ever been a good man
American Man
American Man
Well, you’re gonna need something sweet by your side
A real honey dripper that don’t mind lies
Get yourself somethin’ll know her place
And feed you lies, like cheese in a rat race
Twisted sister got to feed my bones
Ain’t ever been good man
American Man
American Man
Hey little boy why you hanging your head down?
Awe, here’s a little secret that’ll turn you around
If you keep enough hate inside
All the pain you feel will get swallowed by pride
If you keep enough hate inside
All the pain you’ll feel
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5. |
Just a Boy
03:46
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Just a Boy
I got my reasons
I got my doubts
I’ve got no sense in leaving
You’ve been so good
But I’m just a boy
No matter what I had you believing
I’ve been worrying for so long
I’ve been worrying for so long
I’ve never known
A heart like yours
I’ve been used to the bleeding
You opened your arms
Closed your eyes
You gave me all you believe in
Chorus
I got no reason
I got no pride
I’ve got no one to hold me tonight
(c) Antony Ablan 2010
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6. |
Gypsy Crow #1
05:30
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Gypsy Crow
She’s got me feeling
Like a horn with no blow
Like a book with no meaning
Like ice-cream for crow
I tried to read her
Her smoke lined sage
I wet my finger
But I can’t turn her page
Rose-maiden meanings
Cuttlefish bones
Silent and seething
This lonely soul
Well I’ve never felt so heavy before
I’ve never swam so far from the shore
She’s got me feeling
Like I’m stuck back stage
I hear all the cheering
Her love’s all the rage
I’ve weathered her treason
through blind-eyed light
Her crow flies so freely
The darker the night
Chorus
I did time on my knees
For various crimes
Forgave the raging moon
For stealing my pride
Reflected on oceans
Of measure and rhyme
She’s taken so freely
What I thought was mine
Chorus
(c) Antony Ablan 2010
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