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It's True
04:38
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When I’m so locked up inside myself
So locked up, I can’t breathe
And the best I can muster is just “good”
“Yeah, I’m good”
Oh I wonder where I’d if, if you hadn’t
If you hadn’t found me
Born as a child unnamed to a family with no care
Small as a doll, skin as white as the moon - on a cloudless night
Oh you showed me the path and said:
“Hey girl, choose it for yourself”
OK so you gave me a roof, and you kept my old clothes
Most of all you let me be who I was
And it’s true,
And it’s true,
I wouldn’t be me without you
Saying your names makes my eyes speak volumes
Makes me turn my ship around and sail back
Oh you stood by my side when I questioned
Who I was and
Who I was and
Where they were
Oh I wonder where I’d be if you hadn’t
If you hadn’t found me
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Magazines
03:33
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Magazines read today that floral prints are in
But the only place that’s true is inside your head
It’s a shallow, make-belief world
Your ideals don’t resemble me
Tell me girls, oh tell me
Do you get high from this?
To me you act so abnormally
And I don’t know how you keep it up
Try to open up your eyes, wide
So that I can see what lies behind
So that I can see what lies are behind
Because calling someone an it
Really can be one Hell of a hit
Tell me girls, oh tell me
Do you get high from this?
To me you act so abnormally
And I don’t know how you keep it up
The next ten girls come out dancing
Dancing from the conveyor
To the same old groove as the ten before
To the same old groove as the ten before
Tell me girls, oh tell me
Do you get high from this?
To me you act so abnormally
And I don’t know how you keep it up
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Don’t you know we’re all children
Don’t you know we’re all children
Trying to make ourselves understood
By shouting the loudest over the row
Ah ah, ah ah
Don’t you know we’re all children
Don’t you know we’re all children
Trying not to mix the Playdoh
Trying not to make it brown
Ah ah, ah ah
Ah ah, ah ah—
I’m a child in time
You’re a child in time
We’re all children in time—ah
I’m a child to your voice
I’m a child to your smile
I’m a child to your hugs
You’re a child to my touch
Ah ah, ah ah
Don’t you know we’re all children
Don’t you know we’re all children
And we don’t mind the sound of water in our boots
We don’t let it get us down
Douse yourself in the water child
Douse yourself in the water x2
Oh, you know what I mean
Because I’m a child to your smile
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4. |
Moths To The Light
04:05
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Sit back and sin until the prophecy unfolds
On a headless raging journey
Surpassing time
Even their skies are chaotic
Blue to black, they rattle their chains
Like moths to the light
I pity the purist, whilst I marvel at their truth
He’s a Father, though he’s never met his Son
The whole thing is a shambles, a confusion of fear
Then with the use of the Spirit, they’ll visit
And they’ll show me how it’s to be done
Like moths to the light
And I pity the purist, whilst I marvel at their truth
And they’ll ally and rally as many as they can
Before he visits again
And they’ll frown as I drink my sour wine
And look to the Earth, once again
Like moths to the light
And I pity the purist, whilst I marvel at their truth
Like a moth
I’m like a moth to the light
Ooh
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5. |
Can't Resist The Road
02:39
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Van parked in the drive
Good morning sky
It’s a new day
Hair’s gone, and now it’s time to run
And you can’t resist the road
You’d love to be here
As much as I’d love you here
But thoughts and missions won’t allow
We’ll be gentle and willing
Allowing them to guide us
And you can’t resist the road
Six foot and more
And you’re reaching the top of the door
That you’re gonna close and leave behind
In a whirl of excitement
And wide-eyed thrill
And you can’t resist the road
And you can’t resist the road
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Katie Spencer Hull, UK
"A world-class folk guitarist” – fRoots
Like the expressionistic brushstrokes of a landscape
painter, Katie Spencer conjures vivid landscapes through the medium of song. Curating intimate studies using her unique finger picked acoustic guitar style and an assured warm voice, Spencer underlines the sense of space that surrounds her home by the sea in Hornsea, East Yorkshire.
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