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I'm alive,
I can feel this death flow from me
Like an ebbing tide.
Goodbye Old Man.
Had to see you die so I can find
Out who I am.
I'm breathing (I can breath again)
Some feeling (feeling alright)
I can taste the air, oh yeah.
This dead man's walking, oh my
This dead man's talking, oh my
This dead man's walking, talking, singing, dancing, living, oh my
Even as I shed the skin that I've worn for so long
I cannot see how it would fit if I was to try it on.
And even as I leave the cage that I've been living in
I cannot see how my whole world could fit into a space so thin.
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Brave New World
05:24
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I can see, though rain is falling down with thunder
There is shelter in the forest.
And I can see the colours on the water
as the sun sets in the west.
But what I see are miles and miles of desert
While the seas dry up around them.
And what I see is black sea, red sea, dead sea
Blood and oil left lying where we found them.
And I wonder if we'll ever see your Brave New World
And I wonder if you'll ever cease to live that lie.
I can see the children running, playing
I can hear their voices echo laughter.
And I can see their smiling faces vital,
Don't let their future be an ever after.
But what I see are children crying, they're so hungry
I can see their bellies swollen.
And what I see are rich men eating money
Getting so fat when they walk they're rolling.
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Fade For Me, My Lover
05:43
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When I look at you now
All the work that I've done
Is beginning to make such sense.
All I took was the good
And then fashioned away
Just that which gave me some offence.
You're not there, but give it time
And the selfless and serving love I give.
I can make you live.
So...
So fade for me my lover, my lover.
Fade for me my lover, my lover, lover.
Fade for me my lover, my lover.
Fade for me my lover, my lover.
You weren't good, you were great
But perfection eluded you,
That's why you needed me.
Nothing drastic or wild,
Just a change here and there
But the difference is plain to see.
Almost there, and in good time
You will smile as you see what it means to me.
I can make you see.
So...
I love you so righteously, I treat you so graciously,
I gift you so happily, I mind you endlessly,
I try you reluctantly, I bare you so painfully.
The means make good the end.
So come on, now...
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Phillip Steven Rowe UK
Singer-songwriter from the broadlands and flatlands of East Anglia. Alt-country-folk-rock-indie-Americana. Only British
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