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Frankensense
02:56
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Pack your bags, we're heading home tonight!
Pack your bags, we're heading home tonight!
Pick up your coat, and stuff your throat,
With frankincense and myrrh, and gold.
Pack your bags, we're heading home tonight!
Don't you tell me
I'm past my expiry!
Pack your bags, we're heading home tonight!
Start a fire, and walk away with pride!
Start a fire, and walk away with pride!
Wipe your hands of the suit and sand.
Realize you're beyond command.
Start a fire, and walk away with pride!
Don't you tell me
I'm done one-fifth century!
Start a fire, and walk away with pride!
Look ahead! The moon is on the rise!
Look ahead! The moon is on the rise!
Walk on your way, till the break of day.
Let that compass guide the way.
Look ahead! The moon is on the rise!
Don't you tell me
Your heart has atrophied!
Look ahead! The moon is on the rise!
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Michael's Song
04:08
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I walk through field and through town,
With him there beside me.
I look up, see him look down,
And he said to me,
"You have a brother,
You have a brother,
You have a brother,
You have a brother in me."
I stood up front for his vows,
Staring at my feet.
I look up, saw him look down,
And I said to him,
"You have a brother,
You have a brother,
You have a brother,
You have a brother in me."
One day I'll walk in the clouds
With him who has made me.
I'll look up, see him look down,
And he'll say to me,
"You have a brother,
You have a brother,
You have a brother,
You have a brother in me."
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Sky & Sea
01:24
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It's in the sky,
It's in the sea,
It's in the bones
Of you and me.
Oh, precious love,
Come back to me.
Oh, precious love,
Come back to me!
Dry your tears,
Don't you weep.
It's in the sky,
It's in the sea,
It's in the bones
Of you and me.
Oh, precious love,
Come back to me.
Oh, precious love,
Come back to me!
Dry your tears,
Don't you weep.
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Feet on the Floor
03:36
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Rewind to the part,
Where our hearts aren't blind,
And remind me of better days,
And deserted anticipation.
And so I flirted with Death incarnate,
Drew on my hand a list upon it,
Of recollections and photographs,
Of nights I cried and days I laughed.
Rewind to the part,
Where our hearts aren't blind,
And remind me of better days,
And deserted anticipation.
I've heard it,
All said before.
"Keep your hands in your pockets,
And feet on the floor."
Won't you give me,
Time to pretend,
That gold awaits me,
At rainbow's end?
Rewind to the part,
Where our hearts aren't blind,
And remind me of better days,
And deserted anticipation.
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Fingers Crossed
03:12
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You've probably guessed why I'm here tonight.
I've come to leave to speechless.
I've thought it through, and I think you're right.
More talk is what we need, it is.
The silence is worse,
Than the noise to come.
If I open my mouth,
Will you turn and run?
Hands are better held,
Than held apart and lost.
Mine is yours if you'll have it.
It's hard to hold your hand,
With my fingers crossed.
I guess it's force of habit.
The silence is worse,
Than the noise to come.
If I open my mouth,
Will you turn and run?
Laughs and cries, and the lullabies we sing,
To ourselves at night,
With the light burnt out, tears of joy run down,
These boyish cheeks of mine.
The silence is worse,
Than the noise to come.
If I open my mouth,
Will you turn and run?
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