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Prologue
00:31
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2. |
Burn After Reading
04:06
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BURN AFTER READING
Come read my letters, consume my words,
I’ll make them better than anything you’ve heard,
All you have to do is burn them after reading.
Come round and see the walls I’ve built,
My borrowed cat, the blood I’ve spilt,
Then all that’s left to do is burn it as you’re leaving.
The shifting boundary’s getting loose…
That circles ’round our world of two…
My empty book, your broken frame,
The wine is warm, the song remains the same,
But everything feels different when you’re yearning.
I’ll dress in black, you’ll dress in white,
You’ll be the day, I’ll be the night,
And we’ll be side by side in the gentle light of morning.
The shifting boundary’s getting loose…
That circles round our world of two…
High-five the moon, embrace the dark,
Untie your hair, unlock your heart,
Everything unravels without warning.
Come read my letters, consume my words,
I’ll make them better than anything you’ve heard,
All you have to do is burn them after reading,
burn them after reading,
burn them after reading.
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3. |
Come With Me
02:45
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COME WITH ME – Wayne Pauli
Leave your harbour and come with me,
I am more than ready.
I’ll take you over and safely,
Home across the raging sea.
Won’t you come with me in the more sun,
And away with the tides we’ll run.
Some promises like dust are blown,
Carry a tune into the unknown.
Kingdoms rise and kingdoms fall,
But my love for you is strong and tall.
Won’t you come with me in the more sun,
And away with the tides we’ll run.
Hear my voice I am calling you,
With a song that bold and new
For if days are as the sands,
Swiftly they run through your hands
Won’t you come with me in the more sun,
And away with the tides we’ll run.
You and me in the morning sun,
Now away with the tides we’ll run
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4. |
Pietermaritzburg
05:11
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PIETERMARITZBURG
I know that you can see me sitting underneath my tree,
Blanket in a packet, puppy on my knee.
I have a sorry story I’d like to tell to you,
Can’t promise that you’ll like it but I promise you its true
I’m 67 years today, been unemployed for 10,
I used to have a family, but that was way back when.
Can I trouble you for 5 bucks or a cigarette or two,
You look like you are decent and charitable too.
And maybe I’ll buy liquor or maybe I’ll buy bread,
The one that kills me quicker is the one that cools my head
I’m a poor man from Pietermaritzburg and I’ll watch your car for you
You're right I see you as I try to park my car,
My kids are in the back seat, my husband's at the bar
Your strawberry suntan, mouth of missing teeth,
You'll ask if you can help to pack my groceries...
And sure I'll give you 5 bucks for cigarettes or booze,
You've had a life of bad luck and I drink for comfort too,
You're a poor man from Pietermaritzburg...I have a father just like you
Let me tell you one thing, before I let you go,
I might not look like much but there’s a few things that I know.
I used to have a pretty wife, lovely children too,
I’ve hurt the people close to me, I’ve dished out bruises too
So go and find your husband and drag him from the bar
Before the Sheriff comes to take your house and your car
Somewhere here in Maritzburg, I have a daughter just like you
We live here in Maritzburg and we live side by side
But the distance between us has never felt so wide
Staring at each other...from across the great divide
I'll think of you this evening as I put my kids to sleep
My husband drunk and snoring in front of the TV
I'll think of my old mother and how she used to say,
The downfall of a man is never far away
So go and buy your quarts of beer, forget about the bread,
We're never getting out of here and we'll both still end up dead
But being poor in Pietermarizburg is like dying everyday...
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5. |
Calling out to You
04:40
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CALLING OUT TO YOU
I’ve been calling out to you, since the days were long,
Since the days were long, I’ve been singing this song.
You’ve been reaching out to me, with your words so sweet,
With your words so sweet, you’ve been reaching out to me…
And I know this feeling’s strong and I know this feeling’s right,
And I’m burning for your love, staying hopeful here tonight…tonight
I’ve been talking in my sleep, you’ve been dancing in your dreams,
We’ve been holding onto something that is bigger than our fears.
So let me wrap you up in love, let’s be gentle in our fight,
Curled up tight against your tears, I’ll shield you from the light.
And I know this feeling’s right and I know that we are strong,
And I’m holding both your hands in mine, until your pain is gone,
And I know this feeling’s strong and I know this feeling’s right,
And I’m burning for your love, staying hopeful here tonight…tonight
That same lost look is in your eyes, that I thought we’d left behind,
That I thought we’d left behind in the corners of your mind.
Why don’t you while away the day, why don’t you sleep on it tonight,
And in the morning I’ll be your again and by the evening you’ll be mine…
And I know this feeling’s right and I know that we are strong,
And I’m holding both your hands in mine, until your pain is gone,
And I know this feeling’s strong and I know this feeling’s right,
And I’m burning for your love, staying hopeful here tonight…tonight
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6. |
A Week in the Cape
03:55
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A WEEK IN THE CAPE
I've got ghosts in three cities, demons in my sleep,
You are my witness, my secrets you keep.
Now stumbling without in the cold light of day,
I'm just a player in need of a play.
I walked down Longmarket, Wale Street and Brie,
I searched for our tower, the old you and me,
And I stood under archways like mouths looking forlorn,
My Prima Donna it's almost the dawn.
I think of you sleeping, I think of you warm,
I wrestle the darkness till I'm ragged and torn.
You say the wind's biting though the fields are still green,
The props are all ready, you're setting the scene.
So put on your armour and pick up your sword,
I'll find a guitar and sound out the chords,
And we'll meet in the wings while the curtains are drawn,
My prima donna it's almost the dawn.
So put on your armour and pick up your sword,
I'll find a guitar and sound out the chords,
And maybe you'll leave me in love or maybe in scorn,
My prima donna it's almost the dawn,
My prima donna it's almost the dawn.
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7. |
The Wild Mountain Thyme
03:14
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8. |
Are You Ardent?
05:26
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ARE YOU ARDENT?
Are you ardent, my darling, in your quest for me?
Can you understand my selfish need for liberty?
When I carry you, can it be whilst you carry me?
Are you ardent, my darling, do you love me?
The sun is shining on the rectory,
And you’re leaving in the morning.
I’ll be waiting please come back to me,
Are you ardent, my darling, do you love me?
Show me slow… breath and skin…
I am fallen, I am broken, I am hungry,
And in my darkest hour you have fed me.
I have followed where you’ve led me,
Are you ardent, my darling, do you love me?
When you hold it all inside you,
When you leave as dawn is calling,
When the mirror sees right through you,
I am ardent, my darling, how I love you.
Low and slow...breath and skin...
The sun is shining on the rectory,
And you’re leaving in the morning.
I’ll be waiting please come back to me,
Are you ardent, my darling, do you love me?
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GHOST TRAIN THROUGH THE FREESTATE
An old forgotten ghost train through the free state
Won’t deviate or change its former line
From Bethelehem and down into the mountains
No-one’s waiting but the driver runs on time
You see Harrismith has fallen from its grace
A man can’t even find a place to eat
It seems they’re only selling empty houses
The agencies dividing up the streets
But you know that there were people here
You know that there were people here…
You know that there were people not just silos and steeples
You know that there were people here…
So you drive away in silent disbelief boy
And you figure that with time you’ll understand
And then you start to realise you’re only dreaming
When you see the broken signs in Ladybrand
But you keep on heading west and you’re still hopeful
And the ghost train keeps a vigil by your side
And you pass through towns and places you’ve forgotten
And some others that you’ve never even tried
But I know that there were people here
I know that there were people here…
I know that there were people not just silos and steeples
I know that there were people here…
In Rouxville they sell petrol with a name you’ve never heard
But at least there’s someone there to fill you up
And you drain another tank as you seek the people out
Just searching for a place to fill your cup
Until you realise there is no destination
There is no single place that looks the same
And Colesberg lies ahead of you just waiting…
Waiting and praying for the rain
And you just out there waiting for the train….
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10. |
You Never Let Me Down
03:24
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YOU NEVER LET ME DOWN
Sleep, sleep, oh my little one
Save you worries for another day
Sleep for me, sleep for everyone
With a broken heart
Sing, sing, oh my pretty
Save your silence for another day
Sing for me, sing for everyone
Who’s been down that road
You never let me down,
You never let me down.
Weep, weep oh my only one
Save your smiling for a rainy day
Weep for me, weep for anyone
With a happy heart
Who never let you down,
Who never let you down.
Love, love oh my only one
Save you heartache for another day
Love for me love for anyone
With a lonely heart.
But now sleep
Sleep my little one
Leave your worries for another day
Sleep for me, sleep for everyone
With a broken heart….
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11. |
Greenpeace
03:50
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GREENPEACE
If you could look into the waters of a mountain stream
What would he say if he could speak his mind and tell you how he feels
Some they say, will hear the whispers in the wind some day
lurid laments about a world gone by when we cared more for ourselves, tried to build not destroy…
But how on earth can we expect to change the world
By we’re leaving all our troubles for the morning
Latitudes and longitudes unfurl as we play with fire
Polar tears are trying to warn us of impending years
When we will melt the very ends of earth
What is the point of being famous if we die??
But how on earth can we expect to change the world
By we’re leaving all our troubles for the morning
Latitudes and longitudes unfurl as we play with fire
So how we can we in all our might proclaim
That the human race will someday end in sorrow
Faintest are the bitter final flames
As we play with fire…
The sun will shine today
The sun will shine again
But the question still remains
Will we be there or will we stay the same
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12. |
Epilogue
00:31
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Dave Starke Eshowe, South Africa
Dave Starke strives to capture human moments in musical form - to sum up a whole host of thoughts and emotions using just his voice and a guitar. He describes the guitar as a “wooden box with strings, tensioned to near breaking point – it’s fundamental, honest and often scary and it’s a good metaphor for the human experience…” ... more
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