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Speak
04:18
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You held my hand, in yours
And you gave me so much more love than you could afford
You spent it well, this I know
You sowed it in a love willing to grow
When it got hard, you didn’t run
We could have been over before we’d even begun
You stood by me, for that be proud
It would have been all too easy to be brought down
Though you are kind, you don’t take shit
Though you are softer than I know you’d ever admit
You walk taller than the rest
But when you’re lying next to me you’re at your best
A little older, it’s true
And so you have taught me things I never knew
How to love, without being weak
How to open my mouth and speak.
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Racing On
03:34
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Oh my love, you’ve drifted on like smoke from my heart
Oh my love, you’ve disappeared like dreams at dawn.
And so it goes,
Our time is done.
Oh young love, we’d planned our lives out side by side
Oh young love, new lovers won’t be hard to find,
And most of those,
You’ll leave behind
Racing on, Wasting Time
These are fine fine skills of mine
Am I racing on? Wasting Time?
Or am I alright? Am I doing fine?
Oh my love, does the bottle make you happy still?
Cos oh, young love, you never seemed to get your fill,
But that’s alright,
I’m sure you will
Oh young love, I’d like to think your happy now,
Oh young love, as I am with the one I’ve found,
And if you’re not,
it’ll come around.
Racing on, Wasting Time
These are fine fine skills of mine
Am I racing on? Wasting Time?
Or am I alright? Am I doing fine?
Am I alright? Am I doing fine?
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Missing Pieces
04:13
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Coffee, carnage kids, old men addicted,
Folk songs, jokes told wrong, perspectives shifted
Painters, writers, hopefuls and the dreamers
Made men, tradesmen poets and believers
Incense, blues I’ll race you with the crossword
Daily news, ….. pace yourself
We bring to you greetings from the songbirds
Passing through with music heartfelt
The smell lingers on my clothes when I go home
I dwell on conversations wasted
Fleeting moments with people I will never know
For missing pieces, this is the place
The travelling band only come when the hours up
Spellbound by trees
Morality, he fought in the punk wars
Now he’s devoted with me
The café grooves with mixes from the Banks man
Dancing Shoes, Balboa
Piano, Rothko, tell me one I don’t know
Is sanity a concept I wonder
I'm finding out that some things they never change,
I'm learning now that some people never change,
I look around and this place has never change,
I'm finding out that some people never change
I'm in no doubt that you friend, will change
I'm finding out.
The smell lingers on my clothes when I go home
I dwell on conversations wasted
Fleeting moments with people I will never know
For missing pieces, this is the place,
for missing pieces, this is place.
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Stevie
03:42
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It’s been way too long,
Since I lay your record down,
The hiss would fill my ears
and I’d fade out
You don’t hold back your tears,
And I see no reason for it,
You’re so undone,
Oh oh,
Oh oh,
You’re so undone
Gypsies, platforms, deep brown eyes,
Painted hotel rooms and oh how many lies,
Gypsies, platforms, deep brown eyes,
Back stage lovers and oh so many lies
Ain’t that your way?
I won’t tell you no lies,
But a thief stole my heart, while you were writing lines,
Now I’ve come back to you,
With things be the same, will you still know what to do?
The hours I’ve spent with you,
On highways and sick days all the times you pulled me through
Oh oh,
Oh oh,
I was so undone
Lace shawls, dance halls, crystal balls
Rock and roll, cocaine and broken vocal chords.
Lace shawls, dance halls, crystal balls
Grand pianos and broken vocal chords
You can’t go back
You can’t go back
Seven wonders still unseen,
Is there any room for me,
Stevie.
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Rhiannon Scutt Sheffield, UK
Evolution through Rhiannon’s music is clear. A shift from her first rootsy duo Rita Payne, through a period of introspective work developing as a lyricist. Now working with a grittier sound, she maintains her beautiful and at times uncomfortable lyrics, experimenting with world-class musicians, who's combined sound converge where distorted guitars, live strings meet drum machines and jazz trumpet. ... more
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