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Burning Tear
03:15
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I met a woman on ectoplasm, burning her throat. She said in Blake's garden, black hearted angels are dying, won't you give them some hope? A burning tear hits the atmosphere, make the most of your vulnerable host. I'm bringing them down, I'm bringing them down, I'm burning up here, I'm burning up fear. A burning tear fills the atmosphere, make the most of your vulnerable host.
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Come Mama
04:02
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Come mama, rest awhile. Bend around my face in bone thimbles. Brought me to this place, help me to the door, let's walk upon our scars, like panthers on the forest floor. Come mama, some hands speak small. Some fingers break against the wall, some hearts never beat at all. Come mama, bend around me some more, we can be like panthers, on the forest floor. Come mama, coalesce awhile. The trees are burning and they're turning the sky red and wild. Come mama, bend around me some more, what are we waiting for? We can be like panthers, on the forest floor.
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Believe
02:47
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Walk in the city, walk in the night. I believe, I believe. I believe in you. The moon is small. Hush now as we walked, we felt the stars fall through and when we fell below, we saw ourselves in dreams, we rose and rose in the flesh queue, we burned like flame down the avenue.
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Werena Ma Heart
04:13
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Down in the fields, the light is growing. Werena ma heart light, I would die. Were I but young for thee, as surely I have been, we'd go galloping, down cross yonder green.
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Radio Beating Heart
03:27
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You are my radio beating heart, when I beat for you, as beat I must, I wish to be apart. Listen now my dear, will you tell me stay or go away? My radio beating heart. Radio beats the heart, tunes it up, makes it start, radio tunes the heart. When I want you near, I turn the dial, I live in fear, that you're gone my beating heart. You're my radio, radio, my radio, radio, radio, radio, radio beating heart.
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I loved you like a prairie deer, running in a movie theatre, running in a moving theatre. I loved you like a running deer, in a prairie theatre. I loved you like a movie, dear, in a running theatre. In a movie theatre. In the back of the mirror where you have gone, I'm still running for the wounded faun. In the back of the mirror, Seraphita cleans the gun. In a movie theatre, I'm running like that prairie deer, running like that prairie, dear. Seraphita running clear.
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Took My Heart
03:34
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I thought you knew it. Thought you knew it. I would not stay away my friend. I would not stay way friend, today, Have no place to call my home, I'm walking here, walking here alone. Have no place to call my home, I'm walking here, walking here alone. I took my heart out for me. Stay away. Took my heart for me.
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And She Walked
03:51
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And she walked as she talked with those tears running down and she moved like the sea, came for me. She moved like she could, she moved alone, she moved a lot for me. She came from the town, she moved like the sea. Set foot upon the shore again. She called like she knew she could when she knew she was good. She called a lot for me. But I gave her a chance, I limit my fears, such a girl you will never see. It was you. Set foot upon the shore again, O like the sea. Do you remember the summer on the roof, we were playing tag and fall down dead, I fell for you. Do you remember the back of your head, well you wouldn't see in the disco mirror ball, the light would fall and I'll fall again for you. Do you remember the car door opening, that flush of leg, that beautiful shoe, it was you. Step foot upon the shore again, it was you. Sea, o, throw.
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Fire Like Pinocchio
03:14
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Give me a pencil that will blossom grief, knickerbocker glory, Jonah on the telephone, holding for a story. We seek fire like Pinocchio, fire like Pinocchio. I have legs, I have stilts, steps and jolts of stubborn wood. Tears I cannot tether, storms untouched by weather. Figure on the landing, it's time for us to pack and go, my wooden pocket handkerchief, black and white rainbow.
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Modern Times
05:14
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Walking in the city, calling in the streets, rotted neon roses, strychnine hookers and posers falling at your feet. Call it penitentiary the harm keepers zoo, floodlit bars are watching you, you'll come out blue, defaced in sweat, rolled in heat, pushing you, arm on arm the long stare stain, white balled girls and nicotine swells, the sailor's smell and I loved you. I loved you. Walking in the city, calling in the streets, rotted neon roses, strychnine hookers and posers falling at your feet. A burning beggars' kingdom, you see them seldom but you never meet. Walking in the city, tobacco's on heat. Those useless nights, slo-mo at the retrogresso, late graffiti open slow, I clutch your arm like a young guitar, watched your head in the back of the bar, unsteady in the heat. Shocks of lightening but the bar's still fighting to sell. Don't you stare there. Even angels seethe, even angels breathe, even angels seethe, black breath white polished eyes of city night. City night. Of city night.
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Wolf
04:15
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Wolf I'll have thee in my palm, obey me boy, the day ain't long. Don't go crawling on thy belly, know that soon to hell I'll send thee. Wolf I'll have thee before long, been stealing sheep, you've gotten strong. Don't go crawling in the gulley, wait until thy trap is ready. Don't come running from the prairie, o wait until my aim is steady. Don't run to me from the prairie, o wait until my aim is steady.
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Heart Burn
03:34
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The magic lantern is broken and my heart beats in the night. I have woken, I have bled tonight. Heart burn. I have fallen from the tongues of angels. Heart burn into flame.
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MacGillivray Scotland, UK
MacGillivray is a Scottish poet and musician, signed to Antigen Records and 100 Acre Recordings and published by Bloodaxe, 'The Nine of Diamonds: Surroial Mordantless' 2016 and 'The Last Wolf of Scotland' (2nd edition) Redhen, Los Angeles. MacGillivray has performed with The Fall, Arlo Guthrie, Thurston Moore, Alan Moore, Shirley Collins and many others. ... more
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