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The Smells of London
03:43
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The Smells of London
I keep hearing all those voices as they speak in many tongues
The sounds of a city turning round
I try to find the voice that will speak those words again
See if they will come, come what may
The smell of poverty and greed
The smell of alcohol and need
The smell of happiness and joy
The smell of what will be destroyed
The smell of smoke from a gun
The smell of people on the run
The smell of fumes from a bus
The smell of them, the smell of us
The smell of love, the smell of fear
The smell of one more lonely year
The smell of cooking and of trains
The smell of gas from the drains
The smell of milk that’s been spilt
The smell of last nights sick
The smell of workers - fear the worst
Has the bubble finally burst?
The smell of anger and of hate
The smell of an important date
The smell of people and of birds
The smell of smell of raining cats and dogs
The smell of food and of soap
From all around the world
These are the smells of London
London after the rain
A further tightening of the belt
A further tying of the laces
And pulling up of socks
These things have come to test us
A swallowing of pride
A further buttoning of the shirt
Don’t loosen up that tie yet
These things have come to test us
These are the smells of London
London after the rain.
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When all my friends are gone
When I heard of all those secrets
I did not understand
For lack of better knowledge
I could not take a stand
All my world was waiting
With every step I took
All my world was dancing
The ground beneath me shook
Remind me of the man
That I used to be
Remind me of the drinking fields
Where we would once run free
Remind me of my duties
My duties to my friends
Remind me of the winter
And the rain that never ends
People out in force
Hazel blue the night
Dusted of the carbon gases
Failing in the light
Talk to me about the places
People just won’t go
The wilderness and wild lands
Where people will not show
When all my friends are gone
They must leave me in the end
Tired of my restless ways
The signals that I send
When all my friends are strangers
There to be ignored
The good times and the happiness
That my mind has stored
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The Ancient Mariner
04:11
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The Time of the Ancient Mariner
An avalanche of houses, stretched out into the night
I was looking for a sign, but I could not see the light
The money it was burning, a hole in my pockets
The sweat was pouring down like rain
Go softly for the love of things that cannot speak their name
Broken and corrupted, I had to raise the game
An avalanche of buildings, I watched them falling down
Earthquake of my mind, had come to make them good
This land it is occupied by the spirits of the past
The force that keeps us strong can also make us weak
The summer’s now the winter, the winter never comes
The spring replaced by autumn, the seasons are confused
I am the ancient mariner
Here’s to the ageing
The passing of the years
The process that will take us
To our graves
For though I am older
The ancient mariner
The fears that once blighted me are gone, gone, gone
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Underground Den
02:24
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Underground Den
The girl that climbed the tree
That had grown on fallow land
Could see across the distance
To the island and the sand
To the walkers and the buildings
Set out around the loch
How she loved these adventures
And the freedom of this place
The boy that built the tunnel
An underground den
Hands as dirty as the soil
Through which he had crawled
Face like a coal miner
But these things make grow
Set fire to the newspapers
And filled the place with smoke
And I lost my direction
I lost my way
I lost my mind
Just yesterday
All I challenge
All I see
All these things
Come back to me
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5. |
Slow Down Movement
02:52
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6. |
Sun Worshipper
03:25
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Sun Worshipper
I caught the sun today
Out in the park
Its raging heat against my face
Infinite and calm
I caught the sun today
Held it in my hands
Studied its collisions
Its solar explosions
I caught the sun today
Nailed it to a wall
Admired its power
Its energy and warmth
I caught the sun today
After months of gloomy weather
It created all of us
In its infinity
I caught the sun today
Held it in my arms
Squeezed every last drop
Of sunshine from the day
I set the controls for the heart of the sun
It raised its burning breath
Its endless scorching winds
This great ball of fire
Burning in the sky
Process of such magnitude
Come to see me right
I caught the sun today
Watched its every move
“Is there anything I can do?”
“To help you improve?”
I caught the sun today
These nuclear forces
These molecular sources
These carefully balanced curves
In gravity and time
The sun that gives us life
It slowly takes away
I held it in my hand
Studied its geometry
I caught the sun today
Held it in my arms
Squeezed every last drop
Of sunshine from the day
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Martin Christie England, UK
Martin Christie is a song writer and writer based in Yorkshire (UK). He wrote Open Mic Travels & Electronic Music Travels. Formerly performing as Poet & the Loops, and singer/composer with Old Man Pie.
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