: So let the people talk It's Monday morning walk Right past the fabulous mess we're in It's gonna be a beautiful day So do the bluebirds sing As I take
: Awake yon? minister There is message To Be Delivered Awake young passenger Awake your country You?re going to need to find some strength now To wake
: As the belltower blocks the sunlight All the seeds in our garden fight To break and blossom all to be adored And look your skirt is torn And there'
: Lets go Lets go my love We could go to the cinema Big effects and big named stars And we can go to that private view But darling these days my favorite
: (Instrumental)
: I saw, I saw the stars tonight Mama, I saw the stars tonight Mama, I saw the stars tonight Orion, the plow, the burning bright Cannot recall where
: Turn the Key Open Open? Down Down Down Down Down Down Down Down Down [Instrumental] (Thanks to Karen for these lyrics)
: Too many rocks Not enough breeze To sail on out Of your shadowseas Too many sails Not enough breeze Of your shadowseas To sail on out Of your shadowseas
: Teignmouth On the night train From the city to the south I saw spirits Crawl across the river mouth In skewed ascension With no destination Like this
: Wind in the wires It?s the sigh of wild electricity I?m on the edge of a cliff Surpassing Comfort and security But here comes a gale A crippling anger
: The storm blows around This harbour town I listen to its wind as a choir The shipping forecast Is crackling Like wet wood upon a fire And time slows
: While I'm asleep My spirit crawls out Of my belly button And goes down to the sea To gather the wind The wires and the shore To wander the hills Like
: Drawing a line A ship in a harbour Yes I will go I?ll be going there soon A blue map of Cornwall Up on a bedroom wall Drawing a line I?ll be following
: I am the tragedy And the heroine I am lost And I am rescuing The storm is come And I am following My name is Tristan And I am alive Forever young
: The work is done and the record pressed Now you're doing battle With the fickle press You've got to strike the hammers And pull the bow And another
: Jacob The ladder Is falling Down Heaven Is out Of reach For us now The golden gates The closing clouds Jacob The ladder Has fallen Down
: (Hidden Track) Its a wild stretch of land Such a sad place to be When the night comes heavy down And the sands turn to sea Many saints have lost