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You Don't Walk Away From Love

I'm not leaving footprints behind me
I'm not moving anywhere fast
My body's reluctant to exit
And to leave what I adore and treasure in the past
 
Cause every time I try to walk away
I can't move my legs
I can't turn my head
I just wanna look you in the face
Cause you don't walk away from love
 
I walk over miles of mountains
I walked from the sea to the sea
Marching to your beat like a zombie
And now I'm mesmerized and standing still, stationary
 
Every time I walk down other roads
There's blockades and rivers wide enough
And mountains high
 
Every time I try to walk away
I can't move my legs
I can't turn my head
I just wanna look you in the face
Cause you don't walk away from love
 
I just wanna love you everyday
Because I found what everybody else is looking for
You don't walk away from love
You don't walk away
Don't walk away from
You don't walk away from love, love
You don't walk away from love, love
 
(Don't walk away from love, love)
Everytime I try to walk away
I can't move my legs
I can't turn my head
(You don't walk away from love, love)
I just wanna look you in the face
Cause you don't walk away from love
You don't walk away from love
No, you don't walk away from
You don't walk away from love
 

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NaNaNa

Living in the game 'cause my middle name is danger.
Looking so hot 'cause my first name is stranger.
The bling that I got is Jenny from the block.
 
The boys like that, waiting on the edge,
Tell me what you feel, tell me what you feel.
What you really, really feel
Tell me what you need, tell what you feel.
Tell me what you need, what you really, really need.
 
Nananaaa, nananaaa. [x2]
 
Clamping on your worst, 'cause I don't believe in static
You know I got the basement so you better have that attic
I keep it hot you know I won't stop, the girls like that
 
Living in the game 'cause my middle name is danger
Living in the game 'cause my middle name is danger
Living in the game 'cause my middle name is danger
 
Waiting on the edge,
Tell me what you feel, tell me what you feel
What you really, really feel
Tell me what you need, tell what you feel
Tell me what you need, what you really, really need
Hey hey
 
NaNaNa, NaNaNa
NaNaNa, NaNaNa, NaNaNa,
NaNaNa, NaNaNa,
NaNaNa
 
Living in the game 'cause my middle name is danger
The boys like that,
Living in the game 'cause my middle name is danger
The boys like that,
Living in the game 'cause my middle name is danger
The boys like that,
My middle name is danger
 
NaNaNa, NaNaNa
NaNaNa, NaNaNa, NaNaNa,
NaNaNa, NaNaNa,
NaNaNa
 

Daggers of Black Haze

Masked in merciful weakness
A tribute of ritual prey
The frozen surface cracks
Dressed in iconic grace
Bottomless the void veiled in smoke
Floods the pit of dreams
The martyrdom of perfection
A phantom construction dead
 
The anesthesia of repetition
Let monotony and isolation reign
Will our persistence fade like daggers?
(Daggers) daggers of black haze
 
Mute now, the anthems and dogmas
Cynicism reproduced
The reliefs watch unseen
In winding and rigid shapes
An ideology solidified
The fragments lost in time
From within inaccessible walls
Their elitism starves us blind
 
Unending eyes, they watch unseen
Starving for themselves in me
 
Masked in merciful weakness
A tribute of ritual prey
The frozen surface cracks
 
Mute now, the anthems and dogmas
Cynicism reproduced
The reliefs they watch unseen
 
Will our persistence fade like daggers?
(Daggers) daggers of black haze
 
(Daggers) daggers of black haze
 
(Daggers, daggers) daggers of black haze
 

Heavy Horses

Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
An October's day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest seasoning
Last of the line at an honest day's toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder.
The Suffolk, the Clydesdale, the Percheron vie
with the Shire on his feathers floating
Hauling soft timber into the dusk
to bed on a warm straw coating.
 
Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on its way.
 
Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed
to keep the old line going.
And we'll stand you abreast at the back of the wood
behind the young trees growing
To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth
and your eighteen hands at the shoulder
And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry
and the nights are seen to draw colder
They'll beg for your strength, your gentle power
your noble grace and your bearing
And you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls
in the wake of the deep plough, sharing.
 
Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on its way.
 
Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill
Up into the cold wind facing
In stiff battle harness, chained to the world
Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.
Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
across these acres glistening
like dew on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
as the heavy horses thunder by
to wake the dying city
with the living horseman's cry
 
At once the old hands quicken ---
bring pick and wisp and curry comb ---
thrill to the sound of all
the heavy horses coming home.
 
Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
An October's day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest seasoning
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.
 
Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on its way.
 
Oh, Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on its way.
 
Oh, Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free
Now you're down to the few
And there's no work to do
The tractor's on its way.
 
Oh, Heavy Horses, move the land under me
Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free...
 

Talking Backwards

[Verse 1]
We can talk for hours
And the line is still engaged
We're not getting any closer
You're too many miles away
 
[Chorus]
And I might as well be talking backwards
Am I making any sense to you?
And the only thing that really matters
Is the one thing I can't seem to do
 
[Verse 2]
When the night was over
And the field was lit up bright
And I walked home with you
Nothing I said came out right
 
[Chorus]
And I might as well be talking backwards
Am I making any sense to you?
And the only thing that really matters
Is the one thing I can't seem to do
 
[Verse 3]
And I might as well be talking backwards
Am I making any sense to you
And the only thing that really matters
Is the one thing I can't seem to
Make sense of this dream
It's the one thing I can't seem to do