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The Crime at Edmond Lake
03:18
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The leaves were raked at the end of Edmond Lake
For the teams to find the evidence of why
They had failed to rise and run out and hide
When they heard the voices calling from the flame trees
I could see if the lovers hadn’t been to the lake that day
They could have found a way
To escape to town and take the Greyhound
With the coins we found.
We went into the morning light
Won’t you wait, won’t you ever hesitate?
In the leaves you rake at the end of Edmond Lake
You could find that trail of crumbs and details
Of a crime that made us shiver as we climbed back
I could tell how a rabbit and a spell
Could relieve our eyes of plastic apple pies
And the strings that held our covers in well
And the coins we found
We went into the morning light
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Fire Balloons
03:28
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He never told, never told her all about
The way they hold, hold their hands over their eyes
When the sparks decide to shower all around the grounds
He said to me
Crowds come out to see them in the dark
With their blankets and their scarves
They’re seldom late, seldom late to see the start
All come out to see them float away
From their arms and from their stages
Then explode into the flames through the night
They met before, met before she came to stay
And failed to place, among the ones who made the grade exams
They gave the chance to try it all again
He said to me
Crowds come out to see them in the dark
With their blankets and their scarves
They’re seldom late, seldom late to see the start
All come out to see them float away
From their arms and from their stages
Then explode into the flames through the night
All the grass was gone
And the leaves were dry
He held her hand and then came to find
Crowds come out to see them in the dark
With their blankets and their scarves
They’re seldom late, seldom late to see the start
All come out to see them float away
From their arms and from their stages
Then explode into the flames through the night
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3. |
England Had a Queen
02:34
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Some say England had a queen who was married to a dreamer
Who was going insane and held together by a battle
And a reel of forty two pages sealed in a weather tight drum
It was leather, it was guns that would hold it inside
All together till the ceremony came
And everyone waited still
Everyone waited still
But the battle didn’t mean there were treasures there were dreams
Of every vain and wealthy brother in a February field
Forced to be trading yield
And cattle and steed from wherever there is need
And it’s measured in love
Held together till the ceremony came
And everyone waited still
Everyone waited still
Deck the halls with the wealth of mine
Some say England had a queen who was married to a dreamer
Who was going insane and held together by a battle
And a reel of forty two pages sealed in a weather tight drum
It was leather it was guns that would hold it inside
All together till the ceremony came
Everyone waited still
Everyone waited still
Everyone waited still
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I heard that they fight a lot
They would awake all the suffering
And the chemicals took their toll I believe
Still for another faith
To say they’ll agree to a wedding vow
With the falling out from the same time we know
He held on for quite a while
With a place at the pharmacy on the way
To the clothing house down by Merchant’s Parade
But they found that they couldn’t find
All of medicine on the tray
And Friday night they had seen him inside
The story was that he resigned
Because the fevers were holding him every day
And he couldn’t make all those hours any more
She held on for quite a while
But she would awake all the suffering
And the chemicals took their toll I believe
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I can see all fallen branches from the trees
Left beside the road
Ready to be burned for the Fete
For the summer season had arrived, the season of dismay
I could see all of the shapes in the corner
I could levitate the sun to climb
Over the lead lights
All were like headlights
Over this arch of mine
I can see all the mounds of lemons
By the trees from the cemetery
Skipping on the lane was the son
From the farthest place that I had been since I came away
I could see all of the shapes in the corner
I could levitate the sun to climb
Over the lead lights
All were like headlights
Over this arch of mine
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Her Eyes Were Only Scars
04:36
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He kept the robes out on the line
So they could dry before the rains that came
Made half the day all sweltering inside
Power lines were made to skirt around the lane and reach behind
But the night when he returned she reached up high on the shelf
And then they woke to hear the cries on the road
The burns had left her eyes only scars
The door was left ajar
He kept the sandals on the stairs
And came to say goodbye
He said that he was leaving for his sister’s
And the time to leave the mats behind
And robes for those Divines
Had now arrived
But the night when he returned she reached up high on the shelf
And then they woke to hear the cries on the road
The burns had left her eyes only scars
The door was left ajar
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Thirty People Away
03:25
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We heard first from you and then in the papers
And the radio said at 3pm when all of the people
Crowded around at the stakes just yards from the lake
But we heard you say that nobody knew about
The dangers and all the stages opened up an appalling line
Of people waiting in vain as it started to rain
We had laughed about the days when I wouldn’t say the fourth of May
And sometimes we told stories where movie stars were old
And made up to seem like they were only seventeen
And then we’d spend a dollar for the frames
We heard that you fell down when the flames came out
And people started to shout that some had fallen and still lay down
Their faces dark from the flames the news had read out the names
We had laughed about the days when I wouldn’t say the fourth of May
And sometimes we told stories where movie stars were old
And made up to seem like they were only seventeen
And then we’d spend a dollar for the frames
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True Believers
03:47
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Coloured lights and coloured beads were stretched around
And stretched down to his knees
His face was white, his clothes were gold, his hands were down
And resting in the fold
Of all the things and all the lights
And liberties we can’t define
All the same I can’t be blamed for being in his true believers
Crept around and crept inside
And felt that we deserved an evening ride
To town but we just found that we just
Thought about the pavers left outside
And all the things and all the lights
And liberties we can’t define
All the same I can’t be blamed for being in his true believers
We counted beads alone
And watched them every hour
As they went by the Wednesday sign and round again
Coloured lights and coloured beads are stretched around
And stretched down to his knees
I can pour and I see
And I can make a case out to believe
In all the things and all the lights
And liberties we can’t define
All the same I can’t be blamed for being in his true believers
We counted beads alone
And watched them every hour
As they went by the Wednesday sign and round again
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Your Hands into Mine
04:16
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The bride could hardly raise her voice
I heard ceiling fans and noise
I tried to talk about the ways
I measured out the grace
But your hands into mine
A size larger than the last
Arrived when I broke the glass
I would seldom take the stairs
In time for me to be aware
Of your hands into mine
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Tamas Wells Melbourne, Australia
Tamas Wells is a songwriter based in Melbourne, Australia.
His latest album 'To Drink Up the
Sea', with the single 'It Shakes the Living Daylights from You' is out now. The album was produced by Machine Translations' Greg J. Walker in rural Victoria, Australia.
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