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Country Cleaner
04:20
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I arrive early morning
Before the sun has risen
With this trolley of my belongings
This broom, a pair of tongs and things
Unbeknownst to the ones asleep
I sweep them up
Your corridors, void-decks and stairwells
I keep them clean
I pick all manner of common litter
I don’t discriminate
They are all rubbish to me
Afternoon comes
I’m sweating every inch off
My wrinkled body
It’s so tan from the daily vitamin D
Still I’m sweeping
Every pavement needs a spit-shine
Before the boss is satisfied
With my workmanship
I pick all manner of common litter
I don’t discriminate
They are all rubbish to me
Country cleaner takes his time
Takes his trolley
To the dirtiest corners of the country for us
Country cleaner doesn’t mind
Takes his trolley
To the filthiest corners
Of the country for our peace of mind
Country cleaner takes his time
Takes his trolley
To the dirtiest corners of the country for us
Country cleaner doesn’t mind
Takes his trolley
To the filthiest corners
Of the country for our peace of mind
For our peace of mind
I pick all manner of common litter
I don’t discriminate
They are all rubbish to me
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2. |
Meet Me On The Corner
04:31
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Tell me about your worry
Tell me about your story
Tell me how you’ve become so blue
Are you the man whose folly
Drove him to melancholy?
Once he was so jolly, now he’s blue
I wondered why he grew so much
I wondered why he grew so much
I wondered why he grew so much
So soon
Meet me on the corner
Meet me on the corner
I’ve got nothing to do
But wait for you
For you
For you
Tell me about seclusion
Tell me about inclusion
I’ll connect the dots and come for you
Are you the man who's sinking
From his overthinking?
Once he was so jolly, now he’s blue
I wondered why he grew so much
I wondered why he grew so much
I wondered why he grew so much
So soon
Meet me on the corner
Meet me on the corner
I’ve got nothing to do
But wait for you
For you
For you
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3. |
Voyager
05:15
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In the fallen days of past December
A dream of thoughts erased, I can’t remember
Awake my soul
I’ve lost control
To wrest with worlds I cannot see
As I watch with fear
Our world’s declining
And I can’t un-see the future gone
Even if my soul repents, what of me?
I’ll go half-asleep
Down the country streets
And watch it unfold
Thinking there’ll be time
Always on my side
Then it slips away
In the dead of night
The longer I stay on this winding road
Belonging nowhere
But this voyage to the soul
I have to see it for myself, this journey
If I could only lose my shell
When I was younger
So much harder it had been to let things go
So much fury in me I didn’t know
Days of yonder I now leave behind
My hairs have now turned grey
Each day I’m thankful I feel okay
As I watch with fear
Our world’s declining
And I can’t un-see the future gone
Even if my soul repents, what of me?
Down the country streets
I’ll go half-asleep
Just don’t blame it on me
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4. |
Lonely Days
04:34
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Lonely days are long and free
We spend them by the beach
Comfortably lying in the shade
We face the sea
And take the breeze in
Taste the salt in the air
Contemplate the waves and fade away
Open up your heart to me
Says the open sea
Leave your worries
Don’t be sorry
Take the breeze in
Taste the salt in the air
Contemplate the waves and fade away
Oh poor tired heart
So close to falling apart
Take this ocean breeze
To tide you through
Oh poor tired heart
So close to falling apart
Take this ocean breeze
To tide you through
Open up your heart to me
Says the open sea
Leave your worries
Don’t be sorry
Take the breeze in
Taste the salt in the air
Contemplate the waves and fade away
Oh poor tired heart
So close to falling apart
Take this ocean breeze
To tide you through
Oh poor tired heart
So close to falling apart
Take this ocean breeze
To tide you through
Tide you through
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5. |
Who
06:13
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He took the kids to school
Then wondered what to do
With all these hours left to kill
Just an ordinary dude
Grappling the best that he could
He wonders what his life is worth
If he sold it
Who?
The hell if he knows
Would be there
To help him up on his feet
When in times of need
Who’ll be there?
How can he see through this gaping hole?
Where all his troubles glare
And multiply like weeds through the air
How can he free himself like this?
How can he free himself like this?
He mixes up today
With so many yesterdays
Feeling so confused and lost
He can’t get out of bed
The ghost is in his head
He wonders if he’ll ever be free of it
Who?
The hell if he knows
Would be there
To help him up on his feet
When in times of need
Who’ll be there?
How can he see through this gaping hole?
Where all his troubles glare
And multiply like weeds through the air
How can he free himself like this?
How can he free himself like this?
There’s a dearth inside
That never goes away
Is he dead inside now?
Or is he hardly living?
Who?
The hell if he knows
Would be there
To help him up on his feet
When in times of need
Who’ll be there?
How can he see through this gaping hole?
Where all his troubles glare
And multiply like weeds through the air
How can he be free?
How can he be free?
How can he be free?
How can he?
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6. |
The Magician
03:17
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This good and dull honest man
Walks the straight and narrow
With his holiday plans
At the workplace
He does just enough
To while away the hours
Like he’s doing stuff
Haunted figure
Hunched-over
With his head down
As the day goes by
He makes no sudden movements
Until he blends into the wall behind
And disappears right before our eyes
The magician
Broken arrows
Lay around his feet
In the shadows
He lives discreet
His eyes are glassy
He makes no sound
When there’s trouble
He can never be found
Haunted figure
Hunched-over
Always keeping up
His low profile
He makes no exceptions
Until he blends into the sky behind
And disappears right before our eyes
The magician
Right before our eyes
The magician
The magician
The magician
The magician
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7. |
Old Friends
05:14
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There goes my friend
A shining star
Over the years we grew apart
Where goes the time?
In the blink of an eye
In the mirror, blurry-eyed
Old friends
Old friends
They long for each other
Once gone
We hold on
Like nothing has changed
Their memories remain so strong
There go my friends
What’s changed?
Over the years, they’re still the same
Where goes the time?
In the blink of an eye
Some have gone but we’re still alive
Old friends
Old friends
They long for each other
Old friends
Old friends
They belong together
The strength of their bond so strong
Old friends
Long for each other
Old friends
Long for each other
Old friends
Long for each other
Old friends
Long for each other
Old friends
Long for each other
Old friends
Old friends
Old friends
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8. |
Breathe Again
03:34
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You
You believe in what I do
You understand
And so I choose to put my faith in
All the love you give me
I finally can walk with my head up
‘Cause you believe in me
When I don’t
Full of doubt
And when you put your arms around me
All the warmth you give me
I finally can breathe again
When you were gone
You reached beyond
How you took me by the hand
And led me to the place we know so well
Like nobody can
Well nobody has
All the things you’ve done came through
‘Cause you know me like nobody knows so well
So well
You take good care of me
I miss you when we’re apart
Without you, can feel my heart ache
But it won’t be long
Until you’re back in my arms
In a few days
I finally can breathe again
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LESLIE LOW Singapore
Am I afraid of baring my soul, of letting you know all my innermost feelings?
Gone into myself again. Trust myself to lead the way. When duality's erased, I'll be whole again.
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