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	<title>Deborah Conway   Willy Zygier</title>
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		<title>Somewhere Different</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:37:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’D LIKE TO START OVER AGAIN
I’D TAKE MY TIME AND SEE THINGS YOUR WAY
NO WE WON’T RUSH
OH JUST NICE AND SLOW
YOU LEAD AND I’LL FOLLOW
TO SOMEWHERE DIFFERENT
MY POINT OF VIEW HAS TURNED AROUND
SINCE THE PAINT DRIED ON THIS PART OF TOWN
GONE, THE LATE NIGHT SONGS
WE SANG ALL WRONG
NOW I JUST SIT AND LONG
FOR SOMEWHERE DIFFERENT
SWEETHEART [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I’D LIKE TO START OVER AGAIN<br />
I’D TAKE MY TIME AND SEE THINGS YOUR WAY<br />
NO WE WON’T RUSH<br />
OH JUST NICE AND SLOW<br />
YOU LEAD AND I’LL FOLLOW<br />
TO SOMEWHERE DIFFERENT</p>
<p>MY POINT OF VIEW HAS TURNED AROUND<br />
SINCE THE PAINT DRIED ON THIS PART OF TOWN<br />
GONE, THE LATE NIGHT SONGS<br />
WE SANG ALL WRONG<br />
NOW I JUST SIT AND LONG<br />
FOR SOMEWHERE DIFFERENT</p>
<p>SWEETHEART TIME APART WON’T MAKE<br />
OUR LOVE MORE FAIR<br />
BUT IT’S DIFFERENT SOMEWHERE</p>
<p>I’VE BEEN SINGING<br />
MY FUNNY VALENTINE<br />
AND DREAMING YOU’RE STILL MINE<br />
SOMEWHERE DIFFERENT</p>
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		<title>It&#8217;s Not The Same Without You</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:37:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’M OUT ON A LIMB
IT’S LUCKY I CAN SING WITHOUT YOU
I CAN TWEET OR SQUAWK FOR SHOW
BUT I CAN’T CROW
BECAUSE I KNOW YOU’RE LONG GONE
YOU’RE NOT COMING HOME
IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU
NOONE TO BLAME WITHOUT YOU
I FEEL SO LAME WITHOUT YOU
COS IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU
I’VE SAT AROUND FOR HOURS
WRITING HEARTS AND FLOWERS [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I’M OUT ON A LIMB<br />
IT’S LUCKY I CAN SING WITHOUT YOU<br />
I CAN TWEET OR SQUAWK FOR SHOW<br />
BUT I CAN’T CROW<br />
BECAUSE I KNOW YOU’RE LONG GONE<br />
YOU’RE NOT COMING HOME</p>
<p>IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU<br />
NOONE TO BLAME WITHOUT YOU<br />
I FEEL SO LAME WITHOUT YOU<br />
COS IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU</p>
<p>I’VE SAT AROUND FOR HOURS<br />
WRITING HEARTS AND FLOWERS WITHOUT YOU<br />
I DON’T MEAN A WORD<br />
AND IT’S NOT RINGING TRUE<br />
I’M COMING UNSTUCK<br />
AND I’VE RUN OUT OF GLUE<br />
I’M STUPIDLY BLUE</p>
<p>IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU<br />
NO HEAT IN MY FLAME WITHOUT YOU<br />
I’M MISSING MY AIM WITHOUT YOU<br />
COS IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU</p>
<p>I’VE SAID ALL THIS BEFORE<br />
I CAN’T SING IT ANYMORE WITHOUT YOU<br />
IF IT’S REALLY TRUE AND THIS TIME WE’RE THROUGH<br />
I’D SELL MY SOUL BUT I CAN’T GIVE IT TO YOU<br />
TOO OLD TO QUIT AND TOO YOUNG TO STEW<br />
THOUGHT I’D PAID MY DUES BUT<br />
FARWELL MY MUSE</p>
<p>IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU<br />
I’M BOUND AND I’M TAME WITHOUT YOU<br />
I GOT NO CLAIM WITHOUT YOU<br />
I’M SO ASHAMED WITHOUT YOU<br />
FROM BACK WHERE I CAME WITHOUT YOU<br />
WHO’LL REMEMBER MY NAME WITHOUT YOU<br />
IT’S THE END OF THE GAME WITHOUT YOU<br />
COS IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU</p>
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		<title>Take Pity On The Beast</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:36:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
MAN LIVES HIS LIFE ON THE LEASH
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
TIL HIS BURDEN IS COMPLETE
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST
I WAS WALKING (MY DOG) IN THE GARDENS
THE DAY RISING UP WITH THE SUN
A WELL DRESSED MAN [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
MAN LIVES HIS LIFE ON THE LEASH<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
TIL HIS BURDEN IS COMPLETE<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>I WAS WALKING (MY DOG) IN THE GARDENS<br />
THE DAY RISING UP WITH THE SUN<br />
A WELL DRESSED MAN IN LEATHER TOLD ME<br />
I AM THE SON<br />
I AM THE SON OF GOD, THE MESSIAH<br />
AND I SEE EVERYTHING YOU DONE WRONG<br />
BEFORE YOU IS REDEMPTION<br />
THEN HE BLESSED ME AND WAS GONE</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
IT’S ALWAYS FAMINE NEVER FEAST<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
UNTIL THE SUN SETS IN THE EAST<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>MY GOOD FRIEND HAD A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN<br />
TRUTHS WERE LEAKING OUT OF HER LIKE SHIT<br />
SHE SAID MY WHOLE LIFE‘S A SICKNESS<br />
I AM SICK<br />
I AM SICK AND I’M A LIAR<br />
AND I DRIP SADNESSS EVERYWHERE I GO<br />
I SEE NO LIGHT, NO JOY, NO BEAUTY<br />
THEN SHE SAYS BUT I’M GOING ON WITH THE SHOW</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
ONE DAY SOON HE’LL BE DECEASED<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
HE’S BEEN ROBBED AND HE’S BEEN FLEECED<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>HIS SKIN IS PAPER THIN AND WORN OUT<br />
HIS BLUE EYES ARE VACANT LOTS<br />
AS A YOUNG MAN HE WAS A SURVIVOR<br />
OF THE HOLOCAUST<br />
THE HOLOCAUST WAS HIS COMPANION<br />
A LIFETIME AT HIS SIDE<br />
NOW ALL THAT’S GONE WITH HIS MEMORY<br />
AND ALL HE SAYS IS ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
HE KNOWS ENOUGH TO KNOW HE’S LEAST<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
WHEN HE’S CRUMPLED AND HE’S CREASED<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>I KNOW A MAN WHO DENIES HIS ESSENCE<br />
HE IS A MAN WHO IS NOT AT ONE<br />
WHEN HE SWALLOWS MOODS FROM A BOTTLE<br />
HE IS BLIND DEAF DUMB<br />
BLIND DEAF DUMB TO REASON<br />
CRYING OUT FOR MORE<br />
CHEMICALS AND CRAZY HORMONES<br />
A ONE MAN SELF WAGED WAR </p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
IF YOU’RE RABBI OR YOU’RE PRIEST<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
LIKE A LOVER JUST RELEASED<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>WE WERE SLAVES IN THE LAND OF EGYPT<br />
WE WERE DOGS UNDER PHAROAH’S WHIP<br />
‘TIL THE FIRST BORN LAY DYING<br />
AND THE MOUNTAINS SKIPPED<br />
THE MOUNTAINS SKIPPED THE JORDAN TURNED BACKWARDS<br />
THE SEA SAW AND FLED<br />
AND THE CHILDREN OF ISRAEL<br />
TREMBLED AND WEPT</p>
<p>WE LURCH FROM POST TO PILLAR<br />
REPEATING OUR MISTAKES<br />
IN EVERY GENERATION<br />
WE ALL ACHE<br />
WE ALL ACHE FROM OUR DESIRES<br />
FROM ALL OUR MISPLACED TRUST<br />
IN HEROS, GODS AND SCIENCE<br />
BUT STILL WE ARE DUST TO DUST</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
WHATEVER SCARE THEY PREACH<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
IT’S MILK SWEETER THAN IT’S MEAT<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
<p>TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
YOU GOTTA TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST<br />
LIFE IS BRUTAL TIL IT’S CEASED<br />
TAKE PITY ON THE BEAST</p>
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		<title>Lying Next To You</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:36:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[WOKE UP TODAY THE SKY WAS ALL GREY
I WAS LYING NEXT TO YOU
SO HOW COULD I MIND IF THE SUN TAKES HER TIME
WHILE I’M LYING NEXT TO YOU
THOUGHTS COME AND GO JUST TICKING OVER SLOW
WHILE I’M LYING NEXT TO YOU
WHAT WAS BEFORE DOESN’T MATTER ANYMORE
LYING NEXT TO YOU
THE DAWN CHORUS CHOIR
THE ALARM’S ABOUT TO FIRE
I’M [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>WOKE UP TODAY THE SKY WAS ALL GREY<br />
I WAS LYING NEXT TO YOU<br />
SO HOW COULD I MIND IF THE SUN TAKES HER TIME<br />
WHILE I’M LYING NEXT TO YOU</p>
<p>THOUGHTS COME AND GO JUST TICKING OVER SLOW<br />
WHILE I’M LYING NEXT TO YOU<br />
WHAT WAS BEFORE DOESN’T MATTER ANYMORE<br />
LYING NEXT TO YOU</p>
<p>THE DAWN CHORUS CHOIR<br />
THE ALARM’S ABOUT TO FIRE<br />
I’M LYING NEXT TO YOU<br />
YOUR BREATH SOFT AND WARM IN THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM<br />
LYING NEXT TO YOU</p>
<p>I’M SPENDING TODAY A MILLION MILES AWAY<br />
FROM LYING NEXT TO YOU<br />
BEFORE THE BLINDS ARE DRAWN<br />
I NEED A MOMENT MORE<br />
LYING NEXT TO YOU</p>
<p>AND TONIGHT WHEN I FALL AT THE END OF IT ALL<br />
I’LL BE LYING NEXT TO YOU</p>
<p>YES I KNOW WHEN WE FALL AT THE END OF IT ALL I’LL BE LYING NEXT TO YOU</p>
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		<title>Cul De Sac</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:35:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I LIKE THIS HOUSE
YOUR FACE
THIS PLACE
I ADORE IT
THIS ROOM
MY CLOTHES
OUR BED
I ENJOY IT
AND ALL WE SHOULD DO IS WALTZ RIGHT ON THROUGH IT
OUR SHACK IN OUR CUL DE SAC
EVERYDAY’S FINE
LIKE SUMMER WINE
WE’RE LOVE BIRDS
WE’RE DRUNK
ON DREAMS AND SCHEMES
IN THE SUBURBS
THIS SEDENTARY LIFE
YOU’RE HUSBAND, I’M WIFE
WE’RE ON TRACK IN OUR CUL DE SAC
WE CAN PRETEND
WE’RE RICH
AND [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I LIKE THIS HOUSE<br />
YOUR FACE<br />
THIS PLACE<br />
I ADORE IT<br />
THIS ROOM<br />
MY CLOTHES<br />
OUR BED<br />
I ENJOY IT<br />
AND ALL WE SHOULD DO IS WALTZ RIGHT ON THROUGH IT<br />
OUR SHACK IN OUR CUL DE SAC</p>
<p>EVERYDAY’S FINE<br />
LIKE SUMMER WINE<br />
WE’RE LOVE BIRDS<br />
WE’RE DRUNK<br />
ON DREAMS AND SCHEMES<br />
IN THE SUBURBS<br />
THIS SEDENTARY LIFE<br />
YOU’RE HUSBAND, I’M WIFE<br />
WE’RE ON TRACK IN OUR CUL DE SAC</p>
<p>WE CAN PRETEND<br />
WE’RE RICH<br />
AND SPEND<br />
WHAT WE PLEASES<br />
WE’LL BUY<br />
THE SKY<br />
THE BIRDS AND THE BREEZES<br />
AND ALL THEY CAN DO IS FLY RIGHT ON<br />
THROUGH IT<br />
OUT BACK OF OUR CUL DE SAC</p>
<p>CHILDREN GROW UP<br />
LEAVE SCHOOL<br />
LEAVE HOME<br />
CHILDREN GET MARRIED<br />
HAVE CHILDREN OF THEIR OWN<br />
THE DOG JUST DIED<br />
HE’S UNDER THE DAISYS</p>
<p>TIME DRIFTS ALONG<br />
OUR DAYS<br />
STRETCH ON<br />
BUT LATELY<br />
EACH YEAR<br />
I’M HERE<br />
SEEMS TO TAKE APPROXIMATELY<br />
HALF AS MUCH TIME AS WHEN I WAS 9<br />
ON DAD’S BACK WALKING HOME<br />
THE TWILIGHT SO LONG<br />
THE ROSES IN BLOOM<br />
WHILE THE MOON LED US ON<br />
SHINING LIGHT ON THE PATH<br />
WE’D SING OUT AT THE DARK<br />
COMING BACK TO OUR CUL DE SAC</p>
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		<title>Spoken Like A Man</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:34:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I SHARED MY BED WITH YOU HONEY
I SHARED ALL MY PILLOW TALK TOO
AND WHAT DID I GET IN RETURN FOR THAT?
A FEELING I SHOULD WATCH MY BACK
I SHARED MY HEAD WITH YOU HONEY
EVERY DREAM I EVER HAD
I STAYED HOME WHILE YOU TRAVELLED THE WORLD
YOU DIDN’T BRING DIAMONDS YOU NEVER BOUGHT ME PEARLS
BUT YOU’D STILL CALL [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I SHARED MY BED WITH YOU HONEY<br />
I SHARED ALL MY PILLOW TALK TOO<br />
AND WHAT DID I GET IN RETURN FOR THAT?<br />
A FEELING I SHOULD WATCH MY BACK</p>
<p>I SHARED MY HEAD WITH YOU HONEY<br />
EVERY DREAM I EVER HAD<br />
I STAYED HOME WHILE YOU TRAVELLED THE WORLD<br />
YOU DIDN’T BRING DIAMONDS YOU NEVER BOUGHT ME PEARLS<br />
BUT YOU’D STILL CALL ME YOUR GIRL</p>
<p>AND YOU SAID -<br />
“ I LOVE YOU, I THINK I DO<br />
I’M JUST CONFUSED, I NEED A BREAK<br />
CAN YOU TRY TO UNDERSTAND”<br />
AND I THOUGHT –“ SPOKEN LIKE A MAN”</p>
<p>I SHARED MY LIFE WITH YOU HONEY<br />
GAVE YOU MY SUPREMO YEARS<br />
I SAID I’D BE PATIENT LET YOU WORK IT THROUGH<br />
A MAN’S GOTTA DO WHAT HE DO</p>
<p>I SHARED MY TRUTH WITH YOU HONEY<br />
BUT HONEY DID NOT SHARE IT WITH ME<br />
I WAITED AT THE CROSSROAD WITH MY HEART OUT OF SHAPE<br />
WAITING, AS IT TURNED OUT, FOR A TREACHEROUS SNAKE<br />
COS YOU WERE JUST PLANNING A WAY TO ESCAPE<br />
INTO ANOTHER’S ARMS</p>
<p>AND YOU SAID &#8211;<br />
“ I LOVE YOU, I THINK I DO<br />
I’M JUST CONFUSED, I NEED A BREAK<br />
CAN YOU TRY TO UNDERSTAND”<br />
AND I THOUGHT –“ SPOKEN LIKE A MAN”</p>
<p>NOW YOU SAY WE CAN MAKE IT ALRIGHT<br />
YOU WANT BACK IN MY BED AND MY HEAD AND MY LIFE<br />
HONEY YOU CAN BEG ME FOR AS LONG AS YOU LIKE<br />
BUT YOU AIN’T NEVER MY MAN</p>
<p>I SAID<br />
“ I LOVED YOU, I REALLY DID<br />
BUT I’M NOT CONFUSED, THERE’S NO MISTAKE<br />
“YEAH I LOVED YOU, BUT THAT’S THE PAST TENSE<br />
AND I’M NOT CONFUSED, THERE’S NO MISTAKE</p>
<p>AND I DON’T CARE IF YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND”</p>
<p>- SPOKEN LIKE A WOMAN</p>
<p>YOU CRY OUT LOUD A BOO </p>
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		<title>Say Goodbye To What Is Left</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:34:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I MEANT EVERY WORD I EVER SAID
EVERY GOOD DEED IN MY HEAD
EVERY THOUGHT I EVER THOUGHT
AND EVERY SINGLE SALTY TEAR I SHED
AND I DON’T MIND IF YOU DISAGREE
JUST STRIKE ME OFF YOUR LIST
AND I DON’T CARE IF WE FIGHT SOMETIMES
COS I WON’T BREAK
AND I’M NOT SCARED
TO SAY GOODBYE TO WHAT IS LEFT
BUT IT SEEMS SO [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I MEANT EVERY WORD I EVER SAID<br />
EVERY GOOD DEED IN MY HEAD<br />
EVERY THOUGHT I EVER THOUGHT<br />
AND EVERY SINGLE SALTY TEAR I SHED</p>
<p>AND I DON’T MIND IF YOU DISAGREE<br />
JUST STRIKE ME OFF YOUR LIST<br />
AND I DON’T CARE IF WE FIGHT SOMETIMES<br />
COS I WON’T BREAK<br />
AND I’M NOT SCARED<br />
TO SAY GOODBYE TO WHAT IS LEFT</p>
<p>BUT IT SEEMS SO FAR FROM HERE<br />
WHEN WHITE WAS WHITE AND BLACK WAS COMPLETELY CLEAR<br />
YOU SAY I’VE STUMBLED BECAUSE I’VE SEEN<br />
WHITE AS BLACK AND BLACK DARKER THAN A DREAM</p>
<p>EVERYBODY’S YELLING AT ME<br />
EVERYBODYS MAKING TOO MUCH NOISE</p>
<p>YOU FUCKING KNOW IT ALL<br />
YOU THINK YOU’VE SEEN THE LIGHT, WHAT’S RIGHT<br />
BUT I KNOW WHAT’S LEFT</p>
<p>AND I DON’T MIND IF YOU DISAGREE<br />
JUST STRIKE ME OFF YOUR LIST<br />
AND I DON’T CARE IF WE FIGHT SOMETIMES<br />
COS I WON’T BREAK<br />
AND I’M NOT SCARED<br />
I WON’T GET HURT<br />
COS I DON’T CARE<br />
I WON’T COMPLAIN<br />
COS I’M NOT THE SAME<br />
SO I SAY GOODBYE TO WHAT IS LEFT</p>
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		<title>Into The Blue</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:33:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ROCK ME IN THE CRADLE
SING A LULLABYE
THE MOON IS BIG AND ROUND AND HIGH
WISH ME TALL AND GRACEFUL
WISH FOR ME TO FLY
AND WHEN I’M ABLE PLEASE DON’T CRY
DON’T COME FIND ME I’VE GONE WANDERING
DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M WANDERING TO
DADDY’S WORKING MAMA’S BUSY
I’M FALLING INTO THE BLUE
INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE
DADDY’S WORKING [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ROCK ME IN THE CRADLE<br />
SING A LULLABYE<br />
THE MOON IS BIG AND ROUND AND HIGH<br />
WISH ME TALL AND GRACEFUL<br />
WISH FOR ME TO FLY<br />
AND WHEN I’M ABLE PLEASE DON’T CRY</p>
<p>DON’T COME FIND ME I’VE GONE WANDERING<br />
DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M WANDERING TO<br />
DADDY’S WORKING MAMA’S BUSY<br />
I’M FALLING INTO THE BLUE</p>
<p>INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE<br />
DADDY’S WORKING MAMA’S BUSY<br />
I’M FALLING INTO THE BLUE</p>
<p>I’M GONNA BE A BALLERINA<br />
WELL I’M GONNA BE A BIG STAR TOO<br />
I’M GONNA CLIMB THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN<br />
AND WAVE A FLAG INTO THE BLUE</p>
<p>INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE<br />
I’M GONNA CLIMB THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN<br />
AND WAVE A FLAG INTO THE BLUE</p>
<p>OUT THERE MOTHERS WAIT FOR CHILDREN<br />
TO SLEEP SOUNDLY ALL NIGHT THROUGH<br />
SOON THOSE CHILDREN WILL BE MOTHERS<br />
AND WONDER WHAT THEIR CHILDREN DO</p>
<p>INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE, INTO THE BLUE<br />
SOON THOSE CHILDREN WILL BE MOTHERS<br />
SINGING OUT INTO THE BLUE</p>
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		<title>Say Goodnight</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:32:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[SAY GOODNIGHT, DON’T SAY GOODNIGHT
HAVE ONE MORE DRINK TO BE POLITE
WE’LL WATCH THE MOON SINK TO THE FLOOR
WE’RE FEELING FINE, WE’RE FEELING FINE
THE MUSIC AND TOO MUCH RED WINE
SO DON’T GO RUSHING OUT THE DOOR
HOLD ME ‘TIL THERE’S NO MORE SHADOWS
I’M STILL PRETTY WHEN IT’S LIGHT
DON’T SAY GOODNIGHT
IT’S TIME TO SLEEP, IT’S TIME TO SLEEP
BUT [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>SAY GOODNIGHT, DON’T SAY GOODNIGHT<br />
HAVE ONE MORE DRINK TO BE POLITE<br />
WE’LL WATCH THE MOON SINK TO THE FLOOR</p>
<p>WE’RE FEELING FINE, WE’RE FEELING FINE<br />
THE MUSIC AND TOO MUCH RED WINE<br />
SO DON’T GO RUSHING OUT THE DOOR</p>
<p>HOLD ME ‘TIL THERE’S NO MORE SHADOWS<br />
I’M STILL PRETTY WHEN IT’S LIGHT<br />
DON’T SAY GOODNIGHT</p>
<p>IT’S TIME TO SLEEP, IT’S TIME TO SLEEP<br />
BUT ALL THOSE PLEASANT DREAMS WILL KEEP<br />
I‘D RATHER HANG AROUND WITH YOU ALL</p>
<p>THE LATE SHOW’S DONE, THE LATE SHOW’S DONE<br />
WE’VE SCREWED AROUND WE’VE HAD SOME FUN<br />
BUT CURTAINS ALWAYS HAVE TO FALL</p>
<p>HOLD ME TIL THERE’S NO MORE SHADOWS<br />
I’M STILL PRETTY WHEN IT’S LIGHT<br />
SO STAY WITH ME TONIGHT<br />
IT’S DEFINITELY QUITE WRONG<br />
TO SAY GOODNIGHT</p>
<p>THE LATE SHOW’S DONE, THE LATE SHOW’S DONE<br />
WE’VE FOOLED AROUND WE’VE HAD SOME FUN<br />
NOW THE CURTAIN MUST COME DOWN.</p>
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		<title>Album Notes</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:22:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Album Notes amplified
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		<title>The Writing&#8217;s On The Wall</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:16:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Throw them overboard
Loose the safety cord
All my deep beliefs
My ballast in this life
Has weighed me like a chain and ball and kept me pinned to certainties long   gone
And the writing’s on the wall
Sold my soul today
Got a pocketful of change
Almost what it’s worth
On current currency exchange
My prayer went up to G-d, where’s my [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Throw them overboard<br />
Loose the safety cord<br />
All my deep beliefs<br />
My ballast in this life<br />
Has weighed me like a chain and ball and kept me pinned to certainties long   gone<br />
And the writing’s on the wall</p>
<p>Sold my soul today<br />
Got a pocketful of change<br />
Almost what it’s worth<br />
On current currency exchange<br />
My prayer went up to G-d, where’s my love, my fame, my talent that should have come from up above?<br />
All I get is writing on the wall</p>
<p>It’s started getting cold<br />
I can see my breath like smoke<br />
It reminds me of New York<br />
When you used to love me back<br />
And we’d walk and talk for hours through those graffitied streets and the giant holes that once were world trade towers<br />
We never saw the writing on the wall</p>
<p>I am numbered, I am weighed, I am found to be wanting &#8211;<br />
In the balance I am lame and insensitive to other people’s pain</p>
<p>Back in 6BC<br />
There was a conqueror’s feast<br />
Where Belshazzar held court<br />
Amongst one thousand lords<br />
They drank from stolen cups toasting their false gods until that disembodied claw<br />
Put the writing on the wall</p>
<p>He thought he had it all<br />
Just pride before the fall&#8230;</p>
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		<title>G-d</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:15:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am the creator, the violator
Of your natural law
I am pure vengeance, the death sentence
Happy to destroy
Send in the plagues, the flood, send fire
I never tire of misery
I’ll slay your first born, I’ll slay your second born
I’ll make it easy to believe
I’ve done it before
I can do it again
Let’s start with you atheists, a good [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am the creator, the violator<br />
Of your natural law<br />
I am pure vengeance, the death sentence<br />
Happy to destroy<br />
Send in the plagues, the flood, send fire<br />
I never tire of misery<br />
I’ll slay your first born, I’ll slay your second born<br />
I’ll make it easy to believe<br />
I’ve done it before<br />
I can do it again<br />
Let’s start with you atheists, a good way to begin</p>
<p>I am, I will, I do, I see</p>
<p>I am the code, the secret road<br />
To your hidden soul<br />
I am the noise and I am the poison<br />
That will take you all down<br />
Here is the pestilence, don’t want to talk sense<br />
To anyone here<br />
I’m not forgiveness, nor am I kindness<br />
Or justice, just fear<br />
I made the world<br />
And I make the rules<br />
You think there aren’t any, you’re fools</p>
<p>I am, I will, I do, I see                     </p>
<p>Light your candles, bend your knee, lift your eyes and cry again<br />
Why me, why me</p>
<p>No hiding friend, we’re at the end<br />
I’ve predetermined destiny<br />
Too late for prayers, you think I care?<br />
I’m gonna blow you to smithereens<br />
I’ve done it before<br />
I can do it again<br />
Hear it coming, the day of reckoning<br />
I’ve done it before<br />
I can do it again<br />
I’ll still be here after Armageddon</p>
<p>I am, I will, I do, I see</p>
<p>In every generation<br />
I help a nation to fall</p>
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		<title>Book Of Life</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:14:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Blow the horn blow the horn
Give a voice to all the mournful souls who search to be reborn tonight
Forgiveness like the sharpest knife
Oh G-d inscribe me in the Book of Life
I’ve been hungry since before the dawn 
Everybody’s empty but it’s not for food
Everybody’s praying here to be rescued
Examining our sins it’s hard not to [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Blow the horn blow the horn<br />
Give a voice to all the mournful souls who search to be reborn tonight<br />
Forgiveness like the sharpest knife<br />
Oh G-d inscribe me in the Book of Life<br />
I’ve been hungry since before the dawn </p>
<p>Everybody’s empty but it’s not for food<br />
Everybody’s praying here to be rescued<br />
Examining our sins it’s hard not to conclude<br />
We’re screwed<br />
The worlds in flames these maddened days of black and white<br />
No shades of grey to keep at bay the darkest night<br />
There’s never been a song that could save a life</p>
<p>Blow the horn blow the horn&#8230;.</p>
<p>Tired and full of uncried tears I still can’t shed<br />
Stored up with the unsaid things we never said<br />
You wanted forgiveness I wasn’t ready yet<br />
Now you’re dead<br />
For all the souls who lost themselves I sing for you<br />
Apart from that there’s nothing more that I can do<br />
And though I know it’s useless it kind of helps me through</p>
<p>Blow the horn blow the horn&#8230;.</p>
<p>I want to see my children out in the world<br />
Grown into women from little girls<br />
Why didn’t you want that too?<br />
The older you get the more friends you lose<br />
Next year I won’t disappear in fire or flood<br />
Next year I’ll still be here to do some good<br />
I won’t be taken by pills or thrills or wine<br />
I should be doing fine </p>
<p>Blow the horn blow the horn&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>East Of Eden</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:13:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She turned round and said, “I’ve had enough
Of sleeping rough I want more from life,
This is not Paradise”
They were sitting on the bus, and heading west
He felt a mess but kind of blessed
Like they were man and wife
They’d first met on one defining evening
When the moon hung low and heavy in the air
And everything around [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She turned round and said, “I’ve had enough<br />
Of sleeping rough I want more from life,<br />
This is not Paradise”<br />
They were sitting on the bus, and heading west<br />
He felt a mess but kind of blessed<br />
Like they were man and wife<br />
They’d first met on one defining evening<br />
When the moon hung low and heavy in the air<br />
And everything around them seemed enchanted<br />
While they held on and laid each other bare</p>
<p>He pushed back his seat and checked the stars<br />
Did life on Mars make more sense than this?<br />
He was kind of hoping she’d reveal a secret stash,<br />
Plan something rash, a mad dash to cash her chips in<br />
But she was saying nothing<br />
He remembered music from his childhood<br />
Tried to hum it with the engine’s low tattoo<br />
He was hoping she knew what she was doing<br />
Cos he realised he didn’t have a clue<br />
It’s worth a try, it’s worth a try<br />
And if we don’t fall we’re going to fly<br />
To a great height</p>
<p>3am and they’re still on the bus<br />
And all that gloss of taking off<br />
Has worn a little thinner<br />
We know being poor is crap it lays a trap<br />
For every sap who thinks that happiness<br />
Fills you more than dinner<br />
He leant across to be a little closer<br />
She turned her back and shifted in her seat<br />
She was dreaming of another happy ending<br />
And waking up would only mean defeat<br />
It’s worth a try, it’s worth a try<br />
And if you don’t fall you’re going to fly<br />
To a great height</p>
<p>Only a poor boy with an open heart<br />
Could find himself on top of the world<br />
With nowhere to go but down</p>
<p>He learnt in bible class the world was made<br />
In just six days and on the seventh<br />
G-d stood back to marvel<br />
Then Eve and Adam really screwed things up<br />
And all for what was never worth much<br />
A lousy piece of strudel<br />
He thought about his sleeping companion<br />
All she wanted was to exit gracefully<br />
They had entered from opposite directions<br />
Both drawn by the apple on the tree<br />
It’s worth a try, it’s worth a try<br />
Cos if they don’t fall they’re going to fly<br />
To a great height</p>
<p>The bus stops before dawn he feels torn<br />
‘tween what’s behind and what’s before him<br />
The desert is so quiet<br />
The driver fills the tank the diesel stank<br />
He wanders off to smoke a fag<br />
And dream of things he hasn’t tried yet<br />
She’d only offered something that he wanted<br />
A chance to really see things as they are<br />
But his vision’s gone all misty round the edges<br />
And he lets the bus leave him in the dark<br />
It was worth a try, was worth a try<br />
Cos if we didn’t fall we were going to fly<br />
To a great height</p>
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		<title>Third Time Down</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:12:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The drought broke hard without much warning, it rained, rained, rained
Floods filled the pretty parks, houses and cars float away
First time the water closes over I’m going down
Second time all my sins forgiven
Redemption on the third time down
To Postman’s Ridge, below the mountain, the torrent roared
Covered everything, the devil himself could have done no more [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The drought broke hard without much warning, it rained, rained, rained<br />
Floods filled the pretty parks, houses and cars float away</p>
<p>First time the water closes over I’m going down<br />
Second time all my sins forgiven<br />
Redemption on the third time down</p>
<p>To Postman’s Ridge, below the mountain, the torrent roared<br />
Covered everything, the devil himself could have done no more </p>
<p>First time the water closes over I’m going down<br />
Second time all my sins forgiven<br />
Redemption on the third time down</p>
<p>Creeks turn to seas<br />
People lost in disbelief<br />
I was held by the tide but now I am released</p>
<p>Close the doors, lock all the windows, it’s wet outside<br />
Turn on the radio, you can pray but I’d rather dance tonight</p>
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		<title>Nothing Tastes The Same</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:12:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I been looking out of my window
Late at night
See couples on the street
Distracting me while I’m trying to write
Lovers trying out a slow waltz
I remember that game
Makes me sick to the stomach
‘cos nothing tastes the same
Nothing tastes the same
I don’t know what’s changed
But nothing tastes the same
No nothing tastes the same
I been hearing all about [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I been looking out of my window<br />
Late at night<br />
See couples on the street<br />
Distracting me while I’m trying to write<br />
Lovers trying out a slow waltz<br />
I remember that game<br />
Makes me sick to the stomach<br />
‘cos nothing tastes the same</p>
<p>Nothing tastes the same<br />
I don’t know what’s changed<br />
But nothing tastes the same<br />
No nothing tastes the same</p>
<p>I been hearing all about you<br />
People think I want to know<br />
The phone is off I lock the door<br />
Pretend there’s no one home<br />
But downstairs they’re playing love songs<br />
And drinking champagne<br />
That stuff sticks in my throat<br />
‘cos nothing tastes the same</p>
<p>Nothing tastes the same<br />
I don’t know what’s changed<br />
Nothing tastes the same<br />
Nothing tastes the same</p>
<p>I’m drunk before I drink, I’m full before I eat<br />
I can’t stay awake by day and night times I can’t sleep<br />
And all the sweets are bitter and all the bitters sweet</p>
<p>I been thinking on fallen emperors<br />
And once mighty empires<br />
Tables laid for feasting<br />
Everything they desired<br />
But it all comes to nothing<br />
I know about that pain<br />
When all that’s left is hollow<br />
You don’t care about tomorrow<br />
‘cos nothing tastes the same</p>
<p>Nothing tastes the same<br />
I don’t know what’s changed<br />
Nothing tastes the same<br />
Nothing tastes the same<br />
Nothing tastes the same<br />
It’s a crying shame<br />
That nothing tastes the same<br />
Nothing tastes the same</p>
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		<title>Outside Of Zion</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:11:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Falling at your feet
Coming apart slowly
I kneel before you now
Asking forgiveness for all that I’ve done
Standing outside of Zion
The Lord writes better tunes
I pray for some guidance
My work is rough and rude
There was a time when I heard your song
It rang out so sweetly, and I sang along
And it’s still in my head, playing 1 [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Falling at your feet<br />
Coming apart slowly<br />
I kneel before you now<br />
Asking forgiveness for all that I’ve done<br />
Standing outside of Zion</p>
<p>The Lord writes better tunes<br />
I pray for some guidance<br />
My work is rough and rude<br />
There was a time when I heard your song<br />
It rang out so sweetly, and I sang along<br />
And it’s still in my head, playing 1 2 3 1<br />
Standing outside of Zion</p>
<p>Every mistake that I made<br />
I’d make them all over again<br />
‘cos all of those wrong turns and stumbles I took<br />
Let me glimpse perfection </p>
<p>I dreamt the Promised Land<br />
But I’ve lost my way lately<br />
And I don’t know how this ends<br />
There have been times when my faith was strong<br />
There have been times when I got it all wrong<br />
And there have been days when the people were crying<br />
Lord were you lying<br />
Leaving us standing outside of Zion</p>
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		<title>Too Loud</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:09:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Too loud, too pushy, too smart, too brash
You’re a schemer, you’re a plotter, you deserve what you get
Pack your bags again, time to move on
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone
You’re the headline, you’re the subtext, you’re the reason we’re awash
You’re the other, you’re the other and it’s always your fault
Pack your bags again, time [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Too loud, too pushy, too smart, too brash<br />
You’re a schemer, you’re a plotter, you deserve what you get<br />
Pack your bags again, time to move on<br />
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone</p>
<p>You’re the headline, you’re the subtext, you’re the reason we’re awash<br />
You’re the other, you’re the other and it’s always your fault<br />
Pack your bags again, time to move on<br />
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone<br />
Change your name again, find another trade again<br />
Go back to where you came from</p>
<p>You’re a spy, an infiltrator, you’re always underfoot<br />
And where the hell is your messiah you keep banging on about?<br />
Pack your bags again, time to move on<br />
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone<br />
Shove your moral stances, let go of my finances<br />
No more second chances for you<br />
Take your book for what it’s worth<br />
Your children will wander the earth<br />
Exiled and cursed for what you do</p>
<p>You’re a victim, you’re a whiner, you’re the most vilified<br />
You unite the rest of us to hate that you survive<br />
Pack your bags again, it’s time to move on<br />
You’re not welcome friend, get gone, gone<br />
And when you rise in self-defense, build yourself a brand new fence<br />
We’ll force you to recompense your foes<br />
‘cos you keep getting greedier<br />
You own Hollywood and the media<br />
You assimilate like a chameleon but you show<br />
You’re a bleeding hearted socialist you’re a Neo-Con with an iron fist, you’re a<br />
coward and a recidivist<br />
And you think, you think you’re chosen</p>
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		<title>At The Western Wall</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:08:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s just a prayer
Don’t expect too much
You weren’t there
Are you ever there at all?
Heard a siren
Mistook it for your cry
I ran to find you
I&#8217;d forgotten that you&#8217;d died      
Loneliness is the home
The way things fall
I dreamt you were alone
At the Western Wall
I took a walk
The wind was blowing from the [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s just a prayer<br />
Don’t expect too much<br />
You weren’t there<br />
Are you ever there at all?</p>
<p>Heard a siren<br />
Mistook it for your cry<br />
I ran to find you<br />
I&#8217;d forgotten that you&#8217;d died      </p>
<p>Loneliness is the home<br />
The way things fall<br />
I dreamt you were alone<br />
At the Western Wall</p>
<p>I took a walk<br />
The wind was blowing from the south<br />
I can&#8217;t get warm<br />
And I can&#8217;t hold you close<br />
The cracks in the stones<br />
The hand written notes<br />
The sound of prayers<br />
The stories of ghosts</p>
<p>Loneliness is the home<br />
The way things fall<br />
I dreamt you were alone<br />
At the Western Wall</p>
<p>Loneliness is the home<br />
The way things fall<br />
I dreamt you were alone<br />
There was no way on<br />
The desert shifts and moans<br />
As it shrouds the sun<br />
The dust is in our mouths<br />
This dream is done</p>
<p>It&#8217;s just a prayer<br />
Some old sad words<br />
Sung into the air<br />
I pray somewhere you heard</p>
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		<title>I Used To Know You</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Outside my window sits a stone statue
A boy dressed in lichen his head in his hands
Under the maple, dead leaves all round him
Reminds me of you now you’re gone
So many memories, we’re always laughing
Nothing too serious until it was
But that’s not how I knew you
And what I come back to
Is maybe I never knew you [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Outside my window sits a stone statue<br />
A boy dressed in lichen his head in his hands<br />
Under the maple, dead leaves all round him<br />
Reminds me of you now you’re gone<br />
So many memories, we’re always laughing<br />
Nothing too serious until it was<br />
But that’s not how I knew you<br />
And what I come back to<br />
Is maybe I never knew you at all<br />
Saw you grow child to man<br />
Fearless and deluded<br />
I used to know you<br />
But who the hell were you?<br />
To leave us all living<br />
To cry at your graveside<br />
Just a stone statue I never knew at all</p>
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