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Fires in Heaven
04:04
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Fires in Heaven
Look at the tracer lines -
Dividing the countryside
Ribbons of shooting stars,
That split the evening skies
Remember our wedding night
The songs from the village choir
They watched us make our vows
They wrote our names in flowers
Now I can see the cities burn
And there's a red line on
The tip of the Earth
And the ashes rise up
like fire flies
And they carry on the breeze
for miles
If I look into the smoke
filled sky
Well there’s a flickering,
repeating light
Like a signal that is
breaking up
From a disintegrating
satellite
And I can see the fires
(above the pylon’s wires)
I can see fires
(above the stadium lights)
I can see fires
(no time to stop and say)
Fires in heaven
(goodbye)
Fires in heaven
Look at the trees outside
Tall bones in the torches’ light
People in hooded robes
Carrying hammers and ropes
The night we built this house
We buried poems in the ground
They blessed our figurines
They washed our hands and feet
Now I can see the cities burn
And there’s a red line on
the tip of the earth
And the ashes rise up
like fire flies
And they carry on the breeze
for miles
If I look into the smoke
filled sky
Well there’s a flickering,
repeating light
Like a signal that is
breaking up
From a disintegrating
satellite
And I can see fires
(above the neon signs)
I can see fires
(above the checkpoint lines)
I can see fires
(no time to stop and say)
Fires in heaven
(goodbye)
Fires in heaven
You wake beside me
in a moonlit field
I kiss your forehead
and you go back to sleep
There’s distant traffic
on a carriageway
And someone’s singing
in a night cafe
But I can see fires
(above the pylon’s wires)
I can see fires
(above the stadium lights)
I can see fires
(above the neon signs)
I can see fires
(above the checkpoint lines)
fires in heaven
fires in heaven
fires in heaven
fires in heaven
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Tread Very Carefully Here
Tread very carefully here,
We've both had too much to drink
And the music that fills the street
Has got us both up on our feet
The seams of that old summer dress
Are still hanging together by threads
I know you’re wearing it now for my sake
You’re wearing it now like a prayer
But prayers won’t make a difference to this
They’re broken and battered things
They bloom and then wither like flowers
And me, I’m not the spiritual kind
A brightness has gone from inside
- it burst into flames and then died
So please, tread very carefully here
Be careful with all my fears
I haven’t been here for years
And please, be kind if I make mistakes
If I shatter apart and break
Just tread very carefully here
Tread very carefully here,
The dawn’s a few hours away
And soon the dull grey of day
Will find us as lovers again
And that dress you let fall to the floor
Crumpled and spilt by the door
Is a voice from a lifetime away
That’s calling me back like a dream
But dreams won’t make a difference to this
They’re weightless and gossamer things
They melt into nothing like dust
And me, I’m not the visionary kind
But something is burning inside,
- a strange and impossible light
So please, tread very carefully here
Be careful with all my fears
I haven’t been here for years
And please, be kind if I make mistakes
If I shatter apart and break
Just tread very carefully here.
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3. |
True Love
04:32
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True Love
Call me by name my love
Like a bird I will fly to your side
Remember the place my love
Call me by name
Well it’s a long road
Along that South West Delta coast
Through the blue woods
To that lonely little church
And the forest is burning
Animals running
Out of the the roadside
And into my headlights
Trees are on fire -
Giant wings in the black skies
Alight and a flutter and
Bright in the darkness
It’s a true love,
It’s a true, true love
It’s a true love
That rages through my blood
So I’ll come…
Call me by name my love
Like a bird I will fly to your side
Remember the place my love
Call me by name
And as the world ignites
I drive for hours through the night
To that hallowed ground
To that crooked tin plate spire
And we’ll stand there together
Alone at the altar
As windows above us
Shatter and blacken
In your hands will be flowers -
Ivy and lilies
And your shoes will be silver
And frayed at the edges
It’s a true love,
It’s a true, true love
It’s a true love
That rages through my blood
So I’ll come…
Call me by name my love
Like a bird I will fly to your side
Remember the place my love
Call me by name
And you’ll lead me up to
The top of the bell tower
And you'll lay me down on
Your patterned bedspread
In the morning you’ll wake me
And we’ll walk to the river
Through burnt out branches
With their blossoms of ashes
But it’s a true love,
It’s a true, true love
Well it’s a true love
That rages through my blood
So I’ll come…
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4. |
The Ends of the Earth
04:57
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The Ends of the Earth
We’ve been waiting
In this room for an hour
The sun is setting
The streets are filling up now
The bells are ringing
Their low level alarms
The TV's murmuring
About the rioting crowds
And I can hardly
Speak a word of all this
I can hardly
Stand the touch of your lips
Now you’re leaving
And there’s nothing to do
But make this promise,
This solemn promise to you -
I’ll be with you
when the skies fall apart
I’ll be with you
when the universe burns
I’ll be with you
At the end of the world
I’ll be with you
Till the ends of the Earth
Till the ends of the Earth
Till the ends of the Earth
Till the ends of the Earth
You speak so softly,
Your voice gets lost in the rain
A shortwave station
That keeps drifting out of range
There’s people singing
Some kind of requiem mass
And the city statues
Are all holding out flowers
And I can hardly
Speak a word of all this
I can hardly
Stand the touch of your lips
Now you’re leaving
And there’s nothing to do
But make this promise,
This solemn promise to you -
I’ll be with you
when the skies fall apart
I’ll be with you
when the universe burns
I’ll be with you
At the end of the world
I’ll be with you
Till the ends of the Earth
Till the ends of the Earth
Till the ends of the Earth
Till the ends of the Earth
When the petals fall
From Cathedral walls
And the sirens sound
In the playground yards
When the dogs howl
On suburban lawns
And the last door is shut
I’ll remember a little house on a beach
The middle of winter,
no light and no heat
Wrapped up in blankets
We watched the tide start to turn
It’s where I’ll be waiting
At the end of the world
I'll Light a Candle
I’ll light a candle
To protect me from the dark
I’ll watch it burning
Like a ragged little star
It will flicker on the windows
And cast its shadows
across the stairs
Like you’re walking
through the bedrooms
In that pale blue party dress
I’ll light a candle
To protect me from the dark
I’ll light a candle
And dream that you're not
gone
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5. |
I'll light a Candle
03:53
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I'll Light a Candle
I’ll light a candle
To protect me from the dark
I’ll watch it burning
Like a ragged little star
It will flicker on the windows
And cast its shadows
across the stairs
Like you’re walking
through the bedrooms
In that pale blue party dress
I’ll light a candle
To protect me from the dark
I’ll light a candle
And dream that you're not
gone
I’ll light a candle
When the visitors have left
I’ll keep it burning
By your picture
On my desk
It will gleam into the blackness
Like you’re dancing in the hall
With your shoes
Laid out beside you
As you move about
The floor
I’ll light a candle
To protect me from the dark
I’ll light a candle
And dream that you're not
gone
And your body is a fragment,
A faded pattern on the wall
And your voice is now lost to me
In the falling of the snow
That is gathering in the garden
That is gathering on the path
That is gathering up the angels
Standing silently on the grass
I’ll light a candle
To protect me from the dark
I’ll light a candle
And I’ll wait for you to come…
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Grant Watson London, UK
Grant Watson is an award winning singer songwriter, poet and playwright. His songs are darkly poetic and hauntingly beautiful - intense, heartbreaking stories shot through with mystery and emotion. Figure in a Dark Landscape is his debut collection as a solo artist. ... more
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