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Desert
00:40
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What you never told her / In the desert that day / Was that you had buried / A ghost along the way / And the sound of the windmills / blew what you wanted to say / And it got you / Where you are today
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Cold Feet
02:14
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I hope my cold feet don’t wake you up/ nor the sound of that door/ I think I might try and take you up / on loving you more/ harder than I did before /
and I thought of this all and quarter past four
I hope the TV don’t reach your ears/ or influence your dreams / I know I haven’t felt the same / Since I left my teens / I know that’s not how it seems/and I thought of this all at 4:15
When will I sleep/ when will, will I sleep/ When will I sleep/ when will, will I sleep
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Money
01:57
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I have this feeling the money I’m making / is doing bad things to me / and these changes I’m making could be mistakes and / I could change them all for free
The city I live in could unforgiven / in fact it’s rather plain / if I moved to another, would it be like any other / when I could stay here for just the same
And these clothes I wear / don’t get me anywhere / but the books I read just might
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More Time
02:51
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If you had more time with me / would you spend it with me or somebody else / And would you hum along / if I sang you a song about somebody else
It takes no time / to find / the kind of girl I want around/ when you’re lost and can’t be found
And would you look at me / if you could see my face / And would it look the same / Or would it have changed because of this place
Don’t you find / that people can kind / and you’ll change your mind about who you want around / when you’re lost and can’t be found
Find me a better place and time before I knew your face / where the date’s the same and never changes / and no one there knows / your name
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Over Time
01:58
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Over time / you’ll need her less / but for now this is your defence / You wanted new skin / And it was dark / break the branches of her heart
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Up Nights
03:18
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Cutting your first pair of shorts of the summer /Sneak down a beer to the beach it’s your way / of ushering in the sun to the inlet / and warming up nights, up nights.
The only way to see it is putting on these glasses / Forget about the new ones / just listen to the classics / and roll down / the hill on your bike / slow it down, there’s a cute one / might turn around draw a map to the space /cause we’re ushering in the kids from the alley / and warming up nights, up nights
The only way to see it is putting on these glasses / forget about the new ones and listen to the classics
The only way to see it is putting on these glasses / forget about the new ones and listen to the classics
Hair in our eyes/ wasting the night / wasted ourselves as we stare at the lights / And we’re ushering ourselves out into to the alley / in the warmth of the night, the night
And we’re warming up nights, up nights
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Newfoundland
02:55
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If you were to count the times / I have walked this street of mine / it would probably be the length I had to travel / Oh, I had to travel
Robson Street to Coburg Road / A country in between our homes / and if I had worked hard enough / I would have made it / Oh, I would have made it
And the though the plane travelled fast / it could bring me to the past / Or circle backwards round the sun / and you bring you back to everyone
Or, I would have made / I would have made it there / we would have gone everywhere / with time to spare
Take the path down to the sand / singing songs of Newfoundland / let the water reach our knees / and float out to sea
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Fall
03:24
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Well I won’t be home for fall / give my regards to school supplies down at the mall / I won’t be home for scarves / I won’t be there at 5 o’clock to
see it getting dark
And won’t be home / no I won’t be home this year / 'cause 3000 miles can take a while to walk
Well I won’t be home for trees / I won’t be home for trees / I won’t be home to rake / I won’t see the fog roll in on Silver Lake
And won’t be home / no I won’t be home this year / 'cause 3000 miles can take a while to walk
Well I won’t be home for fall / winter spring or summer or anything at all / Well I won’t be home for you / I won’t get to be there for anything you do
I won’t / no I won’t be home this year / 'cause 3000 miles, can take a while to walk
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Lightning
04:12
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Out, in your house in the field / a gothic that you bought for a steal / with a roof reaching up to the sky / let the lightning protect us tonight / let the lightning protect us tonight
And a boy, sixty acres of land / and another who can barely stand / and a man with a drum in his hand / Let the lightning blind them tonight / Let the lightning blind them tonight
And I could destroy it all / as your slip begins to fall / to the floor, as I close the door / Let the lightning hit me tonight / let the lightning hit me tonight
Let the lightning hit me tonight / let the lightning hit me tonight
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It's Your Way
02:20
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It’s your way, it’s your way /It’s your way out of this one / and on to the next one / This one was good
It’s your work, it’s your work / It’s your work that makes you known / so don’t stop it or they’ll leave you alone
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Chris Kelly Vancouver, British Columbia
Chris Kelly is a musician and radio producer from Vancouver, B.C. He has played in bands such as: Analog Bell Service, The Choir Practice, Colin Cowan & the Elastic Stars, and Rob Butterfield. He is also one of the founding members of The China Cloud and is senior producer of CBC's This Is That. ... more
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