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Everybody had time, then. Now it's all go all the time like?
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Poison Tree
03:16
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I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole.
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
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They Came Before Us
05:14
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They came before us
You and I were hardly dreamed about
When streams of love
Were flowing in and out of them.
We came behind and
Travelled through a world of wonders
We had no part in it
No key to fit the magic gate.
They came between us
You and I had hardly placed ourselves into the waves flowing all around our feet.
When out of all the chaos and the heat
A man came, shining and unique
And he was trailing clouds of timeless wonder
He walked the world and came right back again
And we were throwing nets into the sea
We were taking pennies from the blind
We were motherless children on the street
A rock, a brick, a time-bomb tick tick ticking loud
A fist, a face, a family with no Dad
A gun went off and could not be recalled.
He walked in timeless wonder in the world.
He walked in timeless wonder in the world.
He walked in timeless wonder in the world.
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I put you up, you put me down
I paid the rent, you played the clown.
I bet you never know the cost of what you did
I’ll wager 10 to 1 you haven’t changed a bit.
I bought the tickets, You didn’t show
It was a solo act, with me the star performer, that I know
I tried to make it work but it was far too tough, I fear..
Two snogs a year is not enough.
Take your stuff and don’t come back
I’ve had enough of nothing
This is feeling like the last good buy,
Not such a bargain after all?
Two snogs a year is not enough.
I played the game, you lost the plot
It was a shame, or maybe not?
Rolling with the punches from an x-boxer was tough
Playing stationary games is hard
Two snogs a year is not enough
Two snogs a year is not enough
Take your stuff and don’t come back,
I’ve had enough of nothing
This is feeling like the last good buy, (slowing down)
Not such a bargain after all?
Two snogs a year is not enough
I fear, my dear two snogs a year is not enough
Two snogs a year is not enough
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Trains
05:38
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There is a train to carry you there, it runs through feeling, worry and care
And here and there they will embark along life’s journey at the start
There’s idle chatter, pomp and pride
No regard for the countryside that flashes by at alarming speed
Don’t be concerned there is no need
Then feeling spoke and said to me
“This train is travelling but not at speed
It’s time to plan, no need for haste
Just sit and ride on the train of life”
But worry spoke and said “Suppose, no one knows where this train goes (maybe feeling got it wrong) /So many stations have come and gone”
Then care spoke out and made it plain “Don’ t be deceived by every train -
for this one runs to paradise which runs through faith in Jesus Christ
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Me & My Shadow
05:30
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Me and my shadow been together for so long
I hardly even notice him he just, like, tags along
It’s strange but when the sun is out he seems to fade away
But when the dark clouds gather he gets bigger by the day?
Which seems the wrong way round I’m sure?
But that’s the way it goes
When times are good you just can’t fail
When times are bad, you lose
I don’t know when he started from, cos when you’re really small
You don’t think of looking out for something trailing on the floor
You never see the darkness creeping up from way behind
You just see smiles and sunshine beaming out from way up high
I know I’ll never lose him and perhaps that’s for the best
He’s always there to check me if I should get too far ahead
He’s just as much a part of me like legs and arms and wrists
So if he wasn’t there then it would mean I don’t exist
And in the end I’m glad I know he’s there cos after all
He lets me see the past, and where I’ve come from, where I’m going
And should I fall I know he’s right there with me on the floor
And when I’m up he quickly fades from view and speaks no more
Me and my shadow we go back so far that I’m not sure
I need to know who painted him or why he’s there at all
As long as he just stays there and follows at my feet
I can live with that until one day the two of us can meet
And say goodbye.
Stop trying. Start living.
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Green Tea Rooms Grimsby, UK
Green Tea Rooms is the creative home of Lee Tyrrell. This bandcamp features music written by, produced by or closely associated with Lee.
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