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Drink Her Pretty
00:32
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The Autumn March
04:20
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Li di di di di di - di di di di
This song will follow you wherever you go
To remind you of things you pretend not to know
You hum along to the Autumn March
You step side to side like the sway of a larch
And with all the leaves, you gently depart
Until I can see you again
Li di di di di di - di di di di
This song will follow you wherever you go
To remind you of the faces we no longer show
On you walk through the hall of trees
The parade of melody brings you to your knees
You faintly ask what are you meant to see
Darling, you're meant to see me again
Wind in the sail, might it take you to me
Whisking you here to always and forever be
But this guitar won't sing a sweet melody anymore
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3. |
The Hotel
04:48
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Well, it seems that I'm at it again
I've poisoned myself and now it all depends
On exactly how much I've had to drink
Or if I'll ever be a star before I lose my glow
So I paid the toll and join the conformed
And inquired everyone why they're so far below
'Cause it all makes sense looking through the lens
You can see the stars
And the world for what it truly is.
There are many pieces to this portrait
And I seem to have left mine back at the hotel
So I'll...
Just pack my bags and go
There's no need to call
I'm sure I'll find my way
Fall in love with an English bird
We'll map out all the stars
And head around on a holiday
But we won't come back
Pouring over old photographs
You dream of a life you've never had
You drift across the windowsill
Ghost of Versailles, you're alright.
Soon your day will come
Even now, you're the setting sun
On a sky we have already won
Darling, won't you take these last few words?
They might sink in
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4. |
Floorboards
05:26
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The sun creeps across the floorboards
As it paints the Eastern Hills
We're still tangled in these bedsheets
We'll awaken our deepest thrills
To carry out childhood tradition
We'll play but in a way that's new
Your dress lays across these floorboards
As my world revolves around you
You can study the constellations and the weather
But they can't tell you how you feel
While the stars are millions of miles away from here
Your touch is what's close and real
Oh, the highs, oh, the lows
How they feel fast and slow with you
The bloodrush, your hot touch
The beacon of all such lust
Carry me over
I want to feel, I want to hold her
So I'll spend my days with you
Under white-washed ceiling tiles and a warm August hue
Oh, what do we make of this?
I don't know, but it's wonderful
Carry me over
I want to feel, I want to hold her
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5. |
Sur Le Toit
02:36
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(Instrumental)
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Van Tassel's Uncanny Elixir Grand Rapids, Michigan
The Van Tassels are an archaic Autumn folk outfit bloomed by multi-instrumentalist Gavin Kendrick Brown. Concocting a gallimaufry of sundry romantic genres such as '60s folk pop, world music, and jazz manouche, Van Tassel aims for an eccentric, dreamy soundscape dazzled with nostalgic imagery, powerful choral vocals, and the orchestral resonance of yesteryear. ... more
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