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Reflections
02:59
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Reflections
Go and look
Through your window to my world
Rose-tinted glass
The chosen parts
What I want you to know
And stop to see
How we outdo one and all
The better days
The masquerades
The writing on the wall
I sometimes ache
For the slightest sign of you
Sit, stare and wait
Until my days are through
I should know now
Surrounded but alone
When it’s time to head back home
Time to head on home
I’d better make my own
My own way
Come for me
I’ll be by the waterside
Looking in
At the world within
Lost in reflected eyes
Then find me
Where the hours are whiled away
In a mirrored hall
That distorts us all
Into the parts we pine to play
I sometimes ache
For the slightest sign of you
Sit, stare and wait
Until my days are through
I should know now
Surrounded but alone
When it’s time to head back home
Time to head on home
I’d better make my own
My own way
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2. |
Weyhill Fair
03:38
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Weyhill Fair
So if you’re going down
To the Weyhill Fair
Send my love to the girl
With a flower her hair
Tell her I remember
Her so very well
And my hard labour and saving
Will one day be her wealth
I wonder if she still thinks of me at all
One look in those blue eyes and I did fall
Take for her this necklace
To wear upon her chest
Tell her I’ll be home soon
When the lord will grant me rest
For I made to her a promise
No matter what may change
I’ll come for her, my true love,
When I return to stay
I wonder if she still thinks of me at all
One look in those blue eyes and I did fall
So you’re heading back to that Weyhill Fair
Send my love to the girl with the flower in her hair
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3. |
My sweetheart and me
05:06
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My sweetheart and me
I remember when we first met,
Right down to the clothes that she wore,
The first words that we shared,
Feeling my heart race as she crossed the floor
And I recall the first kiss
Few hours after we’d first spoke
The taste upon her lips
And the longing it left when it broke.
So what will become
Of my sweetheart and me
We had it worked out
Then entered doubts
Now it’s coming apart at the seams
And I still wait here
For her
We used to be so in love
I thought nothing would tear us apart
But life and time took their toll
And the taxman sure played his part
Tried to live on a dream but
Our dreams couldn’t pay the rent
When I gambled that we’d make it,
I just chanced away our last few pence
So what will become
Of my sweetheart and me
We had it worked out
Then entered doubts
Now it’s coming apart at the seams
And I still wait here.
I’m still waiting.
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4. |
Far from home
02:11
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Far from home
The first faces that I saw
Before memory could even recall
Stay with me until my end
Wherever this road leads, it winds and bends
It took a time,
Took a while,
To feel the weight of all those miles.
Now I feel it
See distant fires aglow
Far from home
Given all I’d need to grow
Until I’d race from that nest alone
Fled that tucked away terrain
Made it nearly half the world away
It took a time
It took a while
To feel the strain of all those miles
Now I feel it
See distant fires aglow
Far from home
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5. |
Things have changed
04:15
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Things have changed
Things have changed
Though I can’t say how or when
The way you are with me
When the lights start to dim
And you, you can claim,
That it all, it remains the same,
But I know, I can feel it, babe,
Things have changed
Your heart and your mind,
Girl, I want to find
Always with me.
Your heart and your mind,
and nothing left behind,
Belong with me
Have we changed
Somehow something is amiss
Was it time or was it age
That took away the splendour when we’d kiss
And you, you can claim,
That it all, it remains the same,
But I know, I can feel it, babe,
Things have changed
Your heart and your mind,
Girl, I want to find
Always with me.
Your heart and your mind,
And nothing left behind,
Belong with me
Oh love, what’s going on?
I fear you’ll let go while I’m holding on
Just as it’s always been:
it’s your call.
So hold on for the worth of what remains.
I’ll hold on, though we both know things have changed.
What’s your call? What’s your call babe?
We both know things have changed
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6. |
Carry me
03:23
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When today is but a memory
That happened long ago
Will you come in search of footprints
That vanished with the melting snow
And right now, right now,
It’s so hard to see, to make out ,
Where they go
Where they’ll lead
Let lady luck carry me
And with heavy cogs a-turning
And iron hands in spin
Tomorrow’s saints and next year’s saviours
May be living now in sin
And right now, right now,
It’s so hard to see, to make out ,
Where we’ll go
Where we’ll be
Let lady luck carry me
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7. |
The right words
03:08
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The Right Words
I wasted weeks
Trying to find the words to say
Ripped up reams and reams
Yet I only dreamed up tired cliches
And babe,
It’s hard to say
But if what I want’s there
Words won’t matter anyway
Well what’s the worth
In words so wonderful they’d win your heart?
When I never wanted to sweet-talk you
Just wanted you to want me from the start
And babe,
It’s hard to say
But if what I want’s there
Words won’t matter anyway
And babe,
It’s hard to explain
But if what I want’s there
Words won’t matter anyway
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8. |
Beneath the city clock
02:42
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Beneath the city clock
An ironed-looking shirt
Again will have to do
The toast pops up and then
Milk splashes in the brew
With time slipping by
And the outside world in spin
Step out, my lunch in hand,
Into it all again
I won’t stop, though I catch myself wondering what
Good it’s got, here beneath the city clock
Put earphones in
Blast the doubts out of mind
Get on a crowded bus
Nod and mouth the better lines
Off to where I’ll go
And whatever I may find
I see I’m not alone
In passing strangers’ eyes.
I won’t stop, though I catch myself wondering what
Good it’s got, here beneath the city clock
Won’t stop, though I catch myself wondering what
Good it’s got, stood here beneath this city clock
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9. |
A short note
02:11
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A short note
I won’t care much
If you fold this up
And put it somewhere you rarely see
Think of better days
Not questions raised
When the rug’s pulled from beneath our feet
Through this long fall,
May they always be
Kept safe through it all
In the vaults of memory
Hurt is slow to fade,
And never fully goes away,
Well, at least, it’s so bittersweet.
On sleepless nights
Look up at guiding lights
Shine through all the time and space between
Through this long fall,
May they always be
Kept safe through it all
In the vaults of memory
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10. |
Elope
04:18
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Elope
Girl I love you well,
Darling canʼt you tell
That I am not some stranger
Under lustʼs makeshift spell
My heart it lies with thee
Without pretense or mystery
I come here, nothing hidden,
Wonʼt you run away with me?
Itʼs a long way
Whence I came
Itʼs a long road
Back to my home
I am a simple boy
Not a penny to my name
Would you marry him for money
Or be bold and run away?
Where do you see yourself
Twenty years from now
Living the life you wanted
Or for wishes passed on down?
Itʼs a long way
Whence I came
Itʼs a long road
Back to my home
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Luke Armstrong San Sebastián, Spain
Luke Armstrong's songs are a modern take on old-time music with a travelled English folk sound. His compositions draw on traditional influences, a rapid fingerpicking technique and unusual open tunings to create music which evokes echoes of the Les Cousin's generation of the 1960s. ... more
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