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Aurora
03:22
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They watch her dancing through the streets and they all want to be like her
They watch her colours as she speaks and they all want to be like her
Yeah they all want to be like her
But they’re scared of getting burned and no they’re never gonna be like her cos it can’t be learned
Well she comes and goes like a leaf in the wind and they all wanna follow her
As free as a bird until the very end and yeah they all wanna follow her
Yeah they all wanna follow her
But they cannot fly and no they’re never gonna fly like her till the day they die
Yeah she goes to that place where she paints her soul and they all wanna go with her
Yeah she goes to that place with no above or below and they all wanna go with her
Yeah they all wanna go with her
But they cannot go and no they’re never gonna find that place cos they just don’t know
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I Woke Up This Morning
04:06
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I woke up this morning full of life
But I’ll go to bed tonight crying inside
I met an old lady who’s son had just died
A soldier abroad he was sacrifried
He believed their bullshit and trusted their lies
Happy for his country to send him to die
His mother soon learned it was a phoney war
She used to vote but she won’t anymore
I met a man and he was skinny and lost
He lived in a shed and he wakes with the frost
I asked him why he lives in a shed
The government they don’t give a fuck he said
I asked him if his family would let him stay
He picked up his guitar and started to play
I met a pretty girl and she seemed happy and free
But she said her mind had broke from all the insanity
And when it gets too much she slashes her arms
Then holds out her hands with pools of blood in her palms
I asked her if her parents knew of her pain
She says they can’t feel love they only feel shame
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In the Eye of the Storm
04:52
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I was born in the eye of a storm
A crown of thorns or a crown with horns
So I gave my soul to Satan just for fun
And I signed my name in my blood and it was done
But when I cut the rope it nearly cut my throat
But each time I's supposed to drown I'd float
And now I drink my whiskey from the broken bottle
Cos I don't give a fuck to be subtle
When each time I look right through the needle bin
Just before I jack-myself-up with a second hand pin
Yeah, cos I don't even know where to begin
If you could even count my sins
Yeah you can try to count my sins
So why don't you fuck off back to hell and count my sins
I load an empty chamber and spin it
And then I’ll raise it up to my head and pull it
I'll decorate the walls with my brains
And you can do what the fuck you want with my remains
Cos I no-longer give a fuck about this world
Since they went and turned it all to shit and then they polished the turd
Well I'd rather die or become some kind of bird
So I can fly away from here just give me the word
So I can fly away from here just give me the word
So I can fly away from here just give me the word
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The world is dark but pretends to be light
Bless all the children who’ll never dream at night
The shadows are the people and the buildings are all jails
You can sleep my little baby with the spiders and the snails
You just can’t turn it off
No you just can’t turn it off
No you just can’t turn it off
When the wind is whistling your name
Ducks are out on the pond but the pond is all dried out
Well the rain won’t stop falling and so they blamed it on the drought
The church is closed with roof repairs and the roads are blocked with works
Well the shadows are the creatures where under light they lurk
You just can’t turn it off
No you just can’t turn it off
No you just can’t turn it off
When the wind is whistling your name
The train is always late because it’s heading the other way
Well there’s nowhere left to go and so you may as well stay
The bars and clubs are closed and the street light’s gonna switch
Well you can make it back in time to sleep down in the ditch
You just can’t turn it off
No you just can’t turn it off
No you just can’t turn it off
When the wind is whistling your name
You can only climb down ladders or get a raise from a snake
Well slam your foot down on the gas cos there isn’t any brakes
Well the clouds they are just ghosts and the rain is angel tears
You can wrap your love up warm in a blanket full of fears
You just can’t turn it off
No you just can’t turn it off
No you just can’t turn it off
When the wind is whistling your name
When the wind is whistling your name
When the wind is whistling your name
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Road of Bones
04:42
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Go build me a road
Way up to the hills to bring me gold
And go lay down your bones
Lay down your souls and make me a road
Make me road, make me road
Make me road, make me road
Make me road, make me road
Over by the door
You can leave your dreams and dream no more
And don’t forget to say goodbye
To your children just in case you die
Just in case, just in case you die
Just in case, just in case you die
Just in case, in case you die
Go get out on the snow
And no you needn’t any food or any clothes
And you may ask me where are your bones
Well you can find them somewhere, somewhere out along the road
Well you can find them somewhere,
Along the road
Well you can find them somewhere,
Along the road
Well you can find them somewhere,
Along the road
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6. |
Shackle Free
03:51
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Well I didn’t know I had a heart until she left there a hole
And I didn’t know that I could hurt until she broke my soul
Well I didn’t know that I could cry until she stole my tears
And I didn’t know that I was alive until she stole my years
Well I never really knew myself
I never really knew myself
I never really knew myself
Until she wasn’t there
Well I only ever had myself
I only ever had myself
I only ever had myself
But she still took her share
Well I don’t want her shackled to me
No I don’t want her shackled to me
No I don’t want her shackled to me
I’m gonna stay shackle free
Well I didn’t know that I could feel until she
made me numb
And I didn’t know how dark it gets until she hid the sun
Well I didn’t know how much it could burn until she made me cold
And I didn’t know how young I was until she made me old
Well I never really knew myself
I never really knew myself
I never really knew myself
Until she wasn’t there
Well I only ever had myself
I only ever had myself
I only ever had myself
But she still took her share
Well I don’t want her shackled to me
No I don’t want her shackled to me
No I don’t want her shackled to me
I’m gonna stay shackle free
Well I didn’t know that I could lie until she told me the truth
And I didn’t know that I could die until she turned me blue
Well I didn’t know that I was free until she made me her slave
Yeah she told me she’d never leave me till I’m in my grave
Well I never really knew myself
No I never really knew myself
No I never really knew myself
Until she wasn’t there
Well I only ever had myself
I only ever had myself
I only ever had myself
But she still took her share
Well I don’t want her shackled to me
No I don’t want her shackled to me
No I don’t want her shackled to me
I’m gonna stay shackle free
I’m gonna stay shackle free
I’m gonna stay shackle free
I’m gonna stay shackle free
I’m gonna stay shackle free
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When the world is spinning backwards
And my minds upside down
Close my eyes and hold on tight
Until I’m back the right way round
And when the sea rips against me
And with the waves I’ll roll
I’ll let that wash right through me
To clean my dirty soul
To clean my dirty soul
To clean my dirty soul
To clean my dirty soul
To clean my dirty soul
And when my days seem against me
And everything is wrong
I won’t forget to remember
To sing the whole night long
And when the sun releases darkness
And rain beats down on me
I’ll stand in awe of the lightning dance
Charged majestically
Charged majestically
Charged majestically
Charged majestically
Charged majestically
When the world is spinning backwards
And my minds upside down
Close my eyes and hold on tight
Until I’m back the right way round
Until I’m back the right way round
Until I’m back the right way round
Until I’m back the right way round
Until I’m back the right way round
Until I’m back the right way round
Until I’m back the right way round
Until I’m back the right way round
Back the right way round
Back the right way round
Back the right way round
Back the right way round
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8. |
A Beautiful Dream
04:01
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I had a lovely home, I never felt alone
I never had bruises down to my bones
Filled with joy from the love I was shown
But that was a fucking dream
I went to a school, we were all equal
No-one more big and no-one more small
We could keep our souls and our minds and all
But that was a fucking dream
I found a career and had nothing to fear
Cos when I felt down they were always here
I won’t work everyday till my life disappears
But that was a fucking dream
I live in a city with the houses in trees
No need for police and no need for keys
No need for money no fines nor fees
But that was a fucking dream
And they won’t start a war and gather the poor
To fill us with bullets when we land on the shores
And they won’t tell us to die and be no-body’s whores
But that was a fucking dream
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Shackle Free London, UK
The rock band that turns life stories into dark musical experiences!
Shackle Free’s
sound is an unusual fusion of psychedelic folk rock, with a carnival atmosphere and punk attitude. There’s nothing obvious about their style, it’s unlike anything else.
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