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Diagonals
04:34
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The moon was high its diagonals entwined
Its fullness confirmed adrift long sighs
We spoke of tomorrows we spoke of todays
We spoke of the things that we both left behind
What comes forth uneasy will
Tarred breath and kingdoms rebuilt
Sit with me oh beautiful creature
Your movements penetrate the language of dreams
Come with me and my golden armour
Deep in tides where the waves are free
Run with me and my golden karma
Keeping time to life’s melody
Run with me
For that which you wait disdain hours
Humid collisions, a bank of bouquets
Concussions of bounces
Desires to weep
Let all thunder sway in pleats
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Penny Of Time
04:02
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I would like to take you out tonight
But I haven’t got a penny to my name
All I can give you is my time
And you bet that all my loving is for free
You won’t forget what’s been said
Deep soils of innocence
The coils of thread have not been spent
Although now there’s nothing left
Heaven knows how I’ve tried oh so many times
To get my act together but there’s more to life than looking back
Joyful cries in the wind, who cares for the devil’s sting
Some call it insanity but there’s more to life than vanity
Clouds of memories sailing in cold sweat
There is charisma in a life that’s made out of mess
Folding time in envelopes never helped anyone
There is no real charm in tiptoeing a cyclone
So why don’t you hold my hands and just be glad
We found happiness in a dream that’s made out of ash
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Lamp Post Sunrise
04:14
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Slow wave of tragic fantasy is your perpetual fight against gravity
Ghost rides of echoes of failed yesterdays is what taints every shallow step you will take
In this arena called integrity I had to save any ounce of what was left of me
Only risks around here I almost took was to fall into the trap of your hypocrisy
Should I be angry or should I be sad
Should I wear that paper mask you hold in your hand
Maybe I am glad now I understand what truly makes you human
Hierarchy of clocks of waves creating a crowd
Is when oceans of the past begin to tie you down
Your lamp post sunrise took me by surprise but it’s only in your nature to deny your own lies
Still I am shaking this tambourine of hope with my shiny boat of leather streaming up the slope
In this arena called integrity I had to save any ounce of what was left of me
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Canigou
03:06
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There are paint strokes in her hair
There’s a painting left on the stairs
There’s a cold wind blowing us out of care
The reasons for her blank stare beckoning me to be near
I’ll take one step at a time my dear
Canigou! I heard you changed your ways
Is it easier now you have changed your name
Canigou, you know, I still love you and I’ll be coming home soon
Each day became a task as you tried on all your masks
Screaming you don’t know who you are
As you put your fists through the glass
With no resistance to what you’re asked
And the candles burnt way too fast
There are coffee stains on the wall
There are smashed up chords on the floor
You’re always lit babe with nothing to say
The circumference of desire and all you resolve with your fire
Is a hidden telegram of disgrace
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Dericote Street
04:04
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I’d like to take you down to Dericote Street
Where all the beautiful people meet
And the cocktails between our feet they taste so sweet
Oh! The kangaroos are hopping and I’d like to stroke your teeth
Oh! Say what you mean and do what you say
‘Cos I’m getting so sick of you turning me away
Oh! Say what you mean and do what you say
‘Cos I’m getting so sick of myself turning you away
I got through another day with cigarettes and a nice bouquet
A cherry made of filter tips swimming in between your lovely lips
There are no tops, there are no sides
There are only splinters in our mind
I feel like I am sailing back into life
Oh! Rolling over London Fields with a mind that's over styled
I saw yoga mats for the understood
I put the truth into a hidden file
Oh! Rolling over London Fields just like a Fellini film
I read the subtitles written on your skin
So I stuck my head into a bin
The kangaroos keep running away and all that fast food is gonna decay
So say what you mean and do what you…
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SHABSI MANN London, UK
SHABSI MANN is an independent artist/musician based in Hackney, making her own flavour of avant-garde experimental folk/ punk/ rock, inspired by her Eastern nomadic roots and rare dimensions, she also curates a gig series in East London called "The HAREM Presents: PER -A-". Mann started her solo project in 2012. She has performed in Holland, France, Italy, Spain, Scotland, Germany and England. ... more
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