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The Nothing
04:37
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Looking back at our window
Looking back at the fall
Holding on to the nothing
Now letting go of it all
I'm going out tonight
Breaking free from the pain
I'm going out forever
Now that I'll never be the same
I was dreaming
I was dancing with you
Holding your hands
Making up the moves
Now I'm crying
Now I'm letting you go
In to the unknown
Where you'll make your home
All alone
Looking back at our window
Looking back at the fall
Holding on to the nothing
Now letting go of it all
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I wrote our names on the sides of the trains
In the old Aberdeen yard
Thinking one day you'll see, in the city of Marie
And return to this broken heart
I remember you crying over Ossian's writing
As you read his words soft and sweet
That was the last time, those were your last lines
I knew before you set out free
My Charlotte, my baby, my wild valley wind,
At night I hear cries from the deep
They sing they've seen you, out of the blue
On your stairway to the sea
So up your river I climbed to your Acadian mind
To explain my motive for my deed
My unrequited love, your God up above
My sweet spirit of the street
I never stop trying, I think of you smiling
As I spend my days waiting for you
My Charlotte, my baby, my wild valley wind
My Joan of the deep, dark and blue
I remember you crying over Ossian's writing
As you read his words soft and sweet
That was the last time, those were our last lines
I carved them in the linden tree
And, I wrote our names on the sides of the trains
in the old Aberdeen yard
Thinking one day you'll see, in the city of Marie
And return to this broken heart
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3. |
Harbour Town
04:00
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Been harbouring a grudge against this harbour town
Been eyeing the time as the days whittle down
Been thinking of leaving you in the dust
Been thinking of abandoning our love
Well, I'll try and I'll try and I'll hope to someday escape
These ghosts that remind me of those moves you once made
Because all I really wish to do
Is be happy when I'm thinking of you
And I guess you can say that you loved me, better than the rest
And I guess time's a test, and the worst may be for the best
And maybe the best is yet to be
And maybe you're the one for me
Been harbouring a grudge against this harbour town
Been eyeing the time as the days whittle down
Been thinking of holding you in the dust
Been thinking of protecting our love
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4. |
Two Mile or Hazelton
02:44
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Between high and low
Up the Skeena for my gold
I'll see her in Two Mile or Hazelton
I write these letters to feel better
When I'm out in the wind
I'm on my trails off the rails
East of Port Essington
When I'm miles, and miles and miles away
I won't forget those days
I won't forget your face
When I'm miles, and miles on the other side
I'll write you every day and night
I'll miss you every day and night
I'll love you till the day I die
Between high and low
Up the Skeena for my gold
I'll see her in Two Mile or Hazelton
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Old track playing on the radio
That reoccurring dream
A ride that never seems to end
Hard times hanging in the freezing rain
That make you slip pass your stop and miss your train
Till the sky begins to change
Let's hit the rail with a head full of gold
We can race the sun back west
A reason to keep moving on
Forget those blues, forget that money
Come meet me at the downtown station honey
Follow me, I'm not heading anywhere
Old track playing on the radio
That reoccurring dream
A ride that never seems to end
Hard times hanging in the freezing rain
That make you slip pass your stop and miss your train
Till the sky begins to change
Till the sky begins to change
Till the sky begins to change
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6. |
Rolling in the Dark
03:56
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Don't get down
Turn around
Step in to the sun
Smile for me, my baby
Those days are done
We got time
We got love
And that's all we need
Take my hand, for I'm your man
And I'll always be
I'm not leaving you behind
I can't get enough
Rolling in the dark, love
I'm not giving up
I'll stay strong
Moving on
I'll always love you
And remember, those days in December
How everything was true
I'm not leaving you behind
I can't get enough
Rolling in the dark, love
I'm not giving up
I'm not giving up
I'm not giving up
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King Station
03:33
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The next station is King, King Station
I'm waiting on Yonge Street for you
I'm always waiting on station imitations
I'm always looking out for you
The crowd pass, the hobo laughs
The ghost in the King Edward could be you
The church bells yell, the streetcar swells
I'm always looking out for you
Gold in the day, silver in the night
The colour of the light in your eyes
Paints my picture, conveys my truth
I'm always looking out for you
The next station is King, King Station
I'm waiting on Yonge Street for you
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8. |
How the Land Lies
02:12
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Elly I'm sorry but I can never look away
When your lips are shaking
And your eyes are filled with rain
When you're shining in the sun
Singing your songs to me
Elly don't worry I know it won't be long
Till your back in my arms
And all our fears have gone
When the bluebird cries
How the land lies
My love
Stay strong, hold on
My love, it won't be long
Stay strong, hold on
My love, it won't be long
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