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Condor
03:35
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So, the fire dies and the rest of the world sees by candlelight
You'll be gone tonight, all the colours of you
(So, the fire dies and the rest of the world sees by candlelight)
Where's the spray? There's none - just the prow of the boat pushing on through the foam
(Going where?)
Where this current pulls, getting ready to start to retrain as river, come back as condor
Keep that love in your sights; it's the rolling of thunder, mysterious lights
And row until it's time to retrain as river
Retrain as river, come back as condor
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Talkin' Like You
03:13
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In between two tall mountains, there's a place they call Lonesome
Don't see why they call it Lonesome - I'm never lonesome when I go there
See that bird sitting on my windowsill, well he's saying whip-poor-will all the night through
See that brook running by my kitchen door, well it couldn't talk no more if it was you
Up that tree there's sort of a squirrel thing. Sounds just like we did when we were quarrelling
In the yard I keep a pig or two - they drop in for dinner like you used to do
I don't stand in the need of company with everything I see talkin' like you
Up that tree there's sort of a squirrel thing. Sounds just like we did when we were quarrelling
You may think you left me all alone, but I can hear you talk without a telephone
I don't stand in the need of company with everything I see talkin' like you
See that bird sitting on my windowsill, well he's saying whip-poor-will all the night through
Just whip-poor-will all the night through
In between two tall mountains, there's a place they call Lonesome
Don't see why they call it Lonesome - I'm never lonesome now I live there
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How I'd like to drink with you in your kitchen late at night
How we'd talk
Don't be lonely in the dark
I see you in that chair
Come to life, come to England
Well the squirrel leaps on the sycamore bones
And in my nose is the gentle sting of winter
And I picture you on a walk in the hills
Were your fingers red when you walked in England?
Well the man in the sky might be married now
The wind may have carried your bonnet down
But now you're unburied we won't forget
That you lived alone, you lived alone
How I'd like to drink with you in your kitchen late at night
How we'd talk
Don't be lonely in the dark
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Nat Johnson Sheffield, UK
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