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Save Your Dreams
06:06
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It’s been so long
sad and freezing
middle of the childhood night
gazing at stars and the opal moon
my only companion
the obscure shadow
painting patterns in the void
at the window
Was it really me
dying in the winter frost
as the sky cracked its heart
like shards of ancient glass?
Here I go: this one’s for death
and horrors of a child’s neglect
‘I’m cold . . .’ he cries
with no mother near to hear him
Save your dreams . . .
It’s been so long
I must fight for life
I must get the hell out of here
I must start my heart
I’ve been dead so long
and lying like a statue . . .
Save your dreams . . .
‘Oh my God . . .’
You old . . . you old . . . are you old?
It doesn’t matter what they say
It doesn’t matter what they think
You are, you are, you are your soul
And only you can save your dreams
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2. |
Lazybones
04:06
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In the long march of humanity . . .
Time runs out for runabout lazybones
while he complains, the earth just groans
getting ready to shake him off
The day is here and he can’t feel it
He can’t feel anything at all
For while he’s waiting, he don’t know it
a drunken stranger got inside him
getting hold of his whirling wheel
& steers him on a reckless course
steers him on a reckless course
In your eyes I can see it
the sunlight dims and the clouds start raining
& in your past you did forecast it
times were hard and your nose went past it
But the day is here, I hear you groaning
now it’s you that’s gotta show it
Will this pathetic idle creature
pull up his socks and shake death off?
or wait inside with teeth kicked out
While he picks his bleeding nose
while he picks his kicked in nose?
The day is here, he can’t afford it
in his entrails the rot’s set in
you better keep your wits about you
Save your dreams for someone else
save your dreams for some place else
In your eyes I can see it
the sunlight dims and the clouds start raining
& in your past you did forecast it
times were hard and your nose went past it
But the day is here, I hear you groaning
now it’s you that’s gotta show it
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3. |
Molly G
06:08
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I heard a thought, and I’ll have to laugh
I’ll have to laugh the smile of you off
It’s cold inside these aching bones
Lusting after ghosts gone past
Many a night I spent alone
After your special eyes were gone
Racing the heels of a vanishing sun
When everything was done
The ash of my desire, full of latent fire
Ankles on a fairground wheel
To possess your youthful body
Now faded and gone away
To a secret life beyond the sway
Where the hard smile of heaven burns me out
Dust in the breeze, free as disease
Do as you please, still in the trees
Molly G, you little naughty
Free in the dream of you and me
Molly G, not even you can be
You practised ballet on the hard shoulder
That summer as we hitched
Stuck your tongue out at soldiers, your hair up in wisps
Lorry drivers blew you kisses, I honoured them on your cheek
Hugged you in the heather beneath a paper moon
We would never grow old or learn solemn things
Yet the world intervened and you had to go
My heart climbed a rainbow and shattered in mid-air
Hung up on your legs, with the wind at my heels
And your melting flesh now dust like all the rest
Molly G, you little naughty
Free in the dream of you and me
Molly G, not even you can be
Does anyone ever find the child inside that cries
Whose play will never die but falls asleep somehow
Saddened to a shadow, backdrop in the underflow
The child in the hollow never growing known;
Slowly serving time in the world’s undergrowth
Although the essence holds when all is told
Skinny urchin bold . . .
Molly G, you little naughty
Free in the dream of you and me
Molly G, not even you can be
Fantastic visitation
Heart of creation
Your spirit like wine is sound
Your spirit like mine
Still blows on the phoenix flames
Of our forgotten games
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4. |
Alien Cat Lover
04:33
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I gently stroke your hair
My feelings paw right through me
You stretch your feline body
You make me feel tired like you
Affected by your sulky moods
There’s nothing worse to worry
Alien cat lover turn my nights blue
As you yawn by the fireside
Alien cat lover
You lounge in a muted stronghold
I play a siege at your door
Prowling around in your eyes like before
Fairy tales riddled with cold
Running through the autumn smoke
Starting with some troubled showers
I lost my health for you
While you just put on weight
Left me beneath the moon
Where you put me to sleep too soon
Alien cat lover turn my nights blue
As you yawn by the fireside
Alien cat lover
I could keep cynically doubting
But it wouldn’t really be fair
Confusion lurks in cracks everywhere
You took a greedy helping
Alien cat lover turn my nights blue
As you yawn by the fireside
Alien cat lover
Sunk inside with cries to hide
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5. |
Darkened Images
02:48
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She wears her love just like a mask
as brittle as candy
She hides her face from all who ask
how she holds her art ~
In a high up zenith
dark summer ending
The burning of love’s desires smears my eyes
with impalpable kisses
Darkened images fill my mind
with smoke of another time ~
Chimerical it seems to me
impossible dreams to wade in
She spreads her candyfloss hands
on a sacrificial stake
She sticks her eyes hard and fast
faking out countless pasts ~
And won’t bat her false eyelashes
at hell fires of burning desires
Oh yeah . . .
Oh . . .
Though I may regret having worn my
sacrificial mask like love
She states her art clear and bold
and well designed to hold ~
Onto darkened images of burning desires
in a dark summer ending
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6. |
Golly Gee
01:41
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Pete Gioconda London, UK
PETE GIOCONDA is a unique, edgy singer, a protest poet with penchant for historical reference. This mix of punk attitude and psychedelic-folk feel teases the audience to use their eyes ... like a Johnny Rotten (who hasn’t slept in four days) meets Times they are a-changin’-era Dylan and strolls into Cat Power’s bedroom for consolation. ... more
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