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Busy man
03:20
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I don’t have a while I don’t have the time
I am a busy man, taking what is mine
short is my song, short is my verse
shorter still my universe
short is a busy man’s prayer
please just give me time, give me time
Go ask someone else, I don’t have the time, no
Go ask someone else, I won’t give my dime
short is...
Who killed all my life, don’t have life to live
My life is too short, days are shorter still
short is...
You have all my joy, don’t have joy to give
don’t know what joy is, only time is real
short is...
short is my song, short is my verse
shorter still my universe
short is a busy man’s prayer
please just give me time, give me time
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2. |
Stations
04:39
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Departures and arrivals, platforms, doors and gates
leading me to a thousand hallways, continents and states
Walking throught this station is like walking on through life
we’re coming and we’re going but still just passing by
Never is a long time and I may never know
how long I’ll be on this station
when will I up and go
Lord oh Lord, I’ve packed my case
one day I’ll get my traveling days
Lord oh Lord...
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3. |
Drowning man
04:08
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Will you hold on to me
will you hold on to me now
When I’m unworthy
when I am earthy
Will you hold on to me
Will you hold on to me
Will you hold on to me now
When I’m unable
under the table
will you hold on to me
When I am thirsty
drowning
willing to let it all go
When I have failed you
betrayed me
burn in inferno
I yearn for
relief
Will you hold on to me
Will you hold on to me now
When I’m at me weakest and you
you’re at your strongest
Will you hold on to me
When I am thirsty
drowning
willing to let it all go
When I have failed you
betrayed me
burn in inferno
I yearn for
relief
Will you hold on to me
Will you hold on to me now
When you have judged me
and found me wanting
Will you hold on to me
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4. |
Honest
04:21
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I lied to you mama
don’t ask me why I lied to you mama
and I lied to you papa
don’t ask me why I lied to you papa
But in the inside
deep in the inside
I’m honest
I lied to my banker
(baby baby baby)
yes I believe I lied to that wanker
(baby baby baby)
and I also lied about my income
(baby baby baby)
told’em I earn this much and then some
(baby baby baby)
But in the inside
deep in the inside
I’m honest
I lied to you baby
it’s god’s honest truth, I lied to my baby
(baby baby baby)
and I swear I won’t do it again
but you still know it’s not the last time baby
I lied to my baby
(baby baby baby)
But in the inside
deep in the inside
I’m honest
But in the inside
deep in the inside
I’m honest
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5. |
Poverty line
04:35
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Try to hang tight baby though our money’s all spent
spent our last long euro, spent our last 50 cent
And although we haven’t bought new clothes for years
come on baby, let’s swallow them tears
come on baby, let’s swallow some tears
No we’ve never known riches since we started this tune
Never even had ourselves a real honeymoon
Though we spent 10 years below the poverty line
Come on baby, it’ll turn out fine
come on baby, it will be fine
Let’s have a laugh and turn the other cheek
This here bag of carrots gonna last us a week
Let’s just drink some cheap wine and pretend our love doesn’t hang by the poverty line
it don’t hang by the poverty line
The poverty line
Try to hang tight baby though our money’s all spent
This here love’s our home though we can’t afford the rent
Baby I still dream that one day side by side we’ll cross over the poverty line
We’ll cross over the poverty line
the poverty line
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6. |
Praise to Simple Life
05:23
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I am thankful, yes sir, for my life
Every minute of this simple life
Complications, no sir, for my life
Keep it simple, I like
a simple life
My hands, their work, my family
Waiting for me to come home in the evening
I am thankful, yes sir, for my world
Warm and slow world, simple
that’s my world
My hands, their work, my family
Waiting for me to come home in the evening
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7. |
Head down
04:34
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Too much to hang on to it's
too much to hold on to
you say it's up to me
but it's not, you see
'cause I lay down
Nothing to hang on to there's
nothing to hold on to
There is no more
"what are you waiting for"
'cause I head down
And I will go ahead and lay down
Down on the ground
And I will go ahead and lay down
Down underground
I head underground
With my head down
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8. |
Pages
05:50
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There is a place I know where money don't matter
there is a place I know where fortune don't count
There is a land with no society ladder
No-one to steal away the smallest amount
There is a place I know where children are children
They're in no rush to lay down playing and grow
And when they make mistekes, there's someone who'll listen
Someone to care for them, they've somewhere to go
There is a place I know where everyone's working
Working to build their lives, their love and their home
Building a love so strong it doesn't stop growing
Building a life thet's theirs wherever they roam
And if I hold on, you'll write me in, don't ask me where I went
I'm on those pages
Paper and ink and me and a happy end
There is a place I know where rivers are flowing
and there is wilderness as far as you see
There is a place where I will go in the morning
I'll turn a page and go where I can be free
I'll turn a page and go where I can be me
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9. |
Vieux Carrousel
04:12
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Assis sur le banc
J’écoute le vent
Qui souffle ses prières
A mon oreille
Le vieux carrousel
joue sa ritournelle
Et tournoie, tournoie
L'hirondelle
Dis moi, dis moi jusqu’où volent tes prières
Les miens s’envolent jusqu’à toi
Dis moi jusqu’où vont tes rêves
Les miens se blottissent contre toi
Le rire des enfants
Tourbillon des ans
Et toujours nos cheveux d’or
S’entremêlent
Le vieux carrousel
joue sa ritournelle
Et rougeoie, rougeoie
La chandelle
Dis moi, dis moi jusqu’où volent tes prières
Les miens s’envolent jusqu’à toi
Dis moi jusqu’où vont tes rêves
Les miens se blottissent contre toi
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10. |
Rukous
04:29
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Kun kirkas valo häikäisee ja mullan paljastaa
kun valkenee, oi Herra, voitko armahtaa
Kun metsän varjo viilentää ja syrjään polku saa
kun harhailen, oi Herra, voitko armahtaa
Kun routa riemun kahlitsee ja kylmyys vallan saa
kun pimenee, oik Herra, voitko armahtaa
En paljon pyydä, paljon saa
mua sanat pelottaa
kun vaikenen, oi Herra, voitko armahtaa
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11. |
Major label song
03:44
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Please, take a queue number and get in line
wait for your turn and you’ll get your time
you’ll get your chance for putting me down
what’s music got to do with it
Lawyers, assistants, temps and VP’s
working in shifts out dumping MP3’s
we’ll call you back but don’t call us, please
what’s…
Send me a letter, send me email
shout out the window till u turn pale
to let me know once more I have failed
what’s music..
All of those time you gave me the boot
told me I suck and my sound is no good
least made this song, but what’s the point, cause for you corporations
what’s music got to do with it
well it’s business, and music don’t mean shit
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MORTIMER KEEFE Villecomtal, France
MORTIMER KEEFE is a Finnish-French singer, pianist, songwriter and novelist. Her journey is written in piano keys and paved with words. Stations is a map of that journey.
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