1. |
I Want You Bad
04:02
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I've got no money but I've got a heart
That sometimes blooms, sometimes breaks apart
I've got no power but the power of dreams
Days that are never quite what they seem
Through all the times I've had all I know is
I want you bad
I want you bad
I want you bad
I changed the world, it stayed the same
Made accusations and took the blame
You gave me codes, I gave you keys
I'm almost broke, you're almost free
All this unlikely lad knows is
He wants you bad
He wants you bad
He wants you bad
Patience the virtue that drives you insane
I was sure I'd never do this again
But when you touch me it's exquisite pain
So if I made mistakes I'm glad
Because now you know that
I want you bad
I want you bad
I want you bad
I want you bad
I want you bad
I want you bad
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2. |
Without Words
04:00
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Without words actions are loud
Actions can deafen when words aren't around
But the meaning's unclear
We're only just here without words
Without words you can get lost
You can experience without cost
But we all have to pay
You're only halfway without words
So tell me you love me as you lie here beside me
Because love lacks a meaning without words
Tell me you love me as you lie here beside me
Because I've not got that feeling without words
Without words
Without words we can be free
Just your body talking to me
It's as hot as the sun
This conversation without words
Without words the space between
The most beautiful place that I've been
As the silence resolves and the space dissolves
Without words
So tell me you love me as you lie here beside me
Yes tell me you love me without words
Give me a feeling that's burning with meaning
One that leaves me reeling
Give it to me without words
Things we've said
Rolling round my head
They mean something they mean nothing
They take form
They're revolving
They're dissolving
Like the space between us
I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you
I need you
I really do need you to
Tell me you love me as you lie here beside me
Yes tell me you love me without words
Give me a feeling that's burning with meaning
One that leaves me reeling
Give it to me without words
Without words
Without words
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3. |
This Is Autumn
04:27
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She falls like the leaves when they're orange and brown
Like the after-hours kids getting blown around town
Like the trees getting naked, my love going down
This is Autumn
This is Autumn
My Autumnal friend
Hope to see you again
When the season's sold
When your heart takes hold
The warmth of the fire when you look in her eyes
When you're wrapped in the comfort of disguise
When the worship of your summer skin dies
This is Autumn
This is Autumn
My Autumnal friend
Hope to see you again
When the season's sold
When your heart takes hold
Of me
Me
Me
Me
You feel it inside and you don't know why
Like the breeze as it crosses the auburn sky
And you have the most beautiful smile
I'll ever see
I've ever seen
This is Autumn
This is Autumn
This is Autumn
This is Autumn
This is Autumn, this is love
This is Autumn, this is love
This is Autumn, this is love
This is Autumn, this is love
This is Autumn
This is Autumn, this is love
This is Autumn, this is love
Love
Love
Love
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4. |
Faith
04:40
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He feels it when he prays to her
Or listens to her voice
She opens up the universe
Makes him feel like he has a choice
But her footsteps make a lonely sound
Chained to the wheel as the wheel goes round
She looks through the skylight at the clouds
She had so much to give but she's not sure now
And she thinks
I'm an insect drunk on colour
Fighting to stay in the air
Got to believe in something
In a world devoid of faith
But full to the brim with prayers
He spies her in the cathedral
That's where he hears her lies
She was hope and salvation
An envoy from the sky
The boy's belief is flawed at best
Crucified like all the rest
Love once meant a sacred vow
He had so much to give but he's not sure now
And he thinks
I'm an insect drunk on colour
Fighting to stay in the air
Got to believe in something
In a world devoid of faith
But full to the brim with prayers
To doubt
Isn't that what we're all about
We fall
Somewhere between the damned and the blessed
Got to find meaning in a world full of the meaningless
I'm an insect drunk on colour
Fighting to stay in the air
Got to believe in something
There's got to be something there
I'm an insect drunk on colour
Fighting to stay in the air
Got to believe in something
There's got to be something there
I'm an insect drunk on colour
Fighting to stay in the air
Got to believe in something
In a world devoid of faith
But full to the brim with prayers
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You use a city like a hotel room
Steal a towel and a fragile heart
And leave for somewhere cosmopolitan
But you still feel removed and a little less smart
The buildings fly past like a zoetrope
No time for you to take them in
There must be meaning in all you see
But you only feel loss and yearning within
When you see him you get some kind of fix
Something imagined, something true
Two junkies trying to get clean
He can't seem to stop using you
You once more lead the blind
And all your conversations rhyme
You're both on the run
As you commit beautiful crimes
By a solitary rain soaked Sunday drive
You leave and he is left almost alive
He is almost alive
The views escape all meaning
As you finally give in to sleep
And dream of the one who'll break your heart
And a memory to keep
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6. |
English Rose In Green
03:27
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Touched, seen
English rose in green
Held, lost
Temperance and cost
Time moves
But how I feel about you
Doesn't change
I thought it would
Feels strange, feels good
Lone, clean
Love is safe in dreams
Seek, find
You won't change your mind
Because you'll never meet someone like me again
When we were alight
You were the brightest you've been
English rose in green
Let go
But don't let go of me
Rare
English rose in green
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7. |
I Dream Of Joni
03:06
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Horses pull caravans
Through Saskatchewan
I feel lonely but I'm not alone
A single girl escapes another man
Left slain, still, besotted and stoned
I study her tattoos
False alarms and loaded blues
Brief conversations in tune
To sculpt the Dream King's clay
Dreams are just clouds anyway
That yield to the sunlight too soon
We could be The Typewriters
We could be somebody's Stones
Lost in tomorrow painting words in dull monotone
Sitting in a bar
Or in the backseat of a car
Your song's such a long way from home
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Coosticks UK
DIY singer songwriter from the South Coast, making warm, melodic and iconic guitar/indie pop and folk music in an addictive melting pot of singalongability.
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