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Incense Skin
02:17
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Breathe in your incense skin
It stops our smoky hearts from touching
Soothing blues eyes that have become akin
To seeing
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2. |
Drinking The Same Water
04:14
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And I count every third tree on my way to school
I wonder if you ever did the same
As I wash my hands in the morning
I wonder if you’re doing the same
And sometimes I smile when I realise that we’re
Breathing the same air
And we’re drinking the same water
All the while, never mind I just hope
That you’re thinking of your daughter
And sometimes I call myself a fool
And I wonder if you ever did the same
Because I think too much without forewarning
And I’m wondering if you’re doing the same now
And sometime I smile when I realise that we’re
Breathing the same air
And we’re drinking the same water
All the while, never mind I just hope
That you’re thinking of your daughter
And most the time hey I do fine, as a rule
I wonder if you ever did the same
And I’m giving you a whole load of love now spring is dawning
And I’m wondering if you’re doing the same now
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3. |
Weather Beaten
04:13
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I didn’t expect to see your face today
Even if I’d have wanted to I really would have looked the other way
You’re weather beaten and war torn on the inside
You’re so fresh and fruity and wide-eyed on the outside
Are you trying to make a fool of me?
Looking right across the room at me
After somebody said something they shouldn’t have
Right after I told you that the best that I could do
Was what I’d already done
Was what I’d already done
I didn’t expect to see your face today
Even if I’d have wanted to I really would have looked the other way
You’re weather beaten and war torn on the inside
You’re so fresh and fruity and wide-eyed on the outside
And I used to count your smiles like sparks
Flying from a fire in a lazy wind
A fleeting glimpse of something I was trying to reach
But jealous loving makes you burn
Jealous loving makes your burn
Jealous loving, jealous loving makes you burn
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You came just like a hurricane, hey hey
Ripping into new scenes
Oh ripping into new blue jeans
Now you’re a kiss on my cheek and I’m so happy
And I saw you by the side of the road last night
You were a handsome silhouette
Outside the supermarket
Where we met
You came just like a hurricane, hey hey
Ripping into new scenes
Oh ripping into new blue jeans
Now you’re a kiss on my cheek
And I’m so happy, this is a means to an end
Feeling you weight bearing with no load
Twenty pound notes under your duvet
Of simple dreams
And wild, wild schemes
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5. |
Hello Sun
03:39
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Hello sun, it’s been so long
Lately I’ve been spending time
With a good friend of mine
His name’s the darkness
Hello sun, wouldn’t it be nice
To spend some time together
Wouldn’t it be nice, hey
Hello sun, it’s been so long
It’s May Day
April showers cannot fool us, anymore
Hello sun, wouldn’t it be nice
To spend some time together
Wouldn’t it be nice, hey
Hello sun, look what you’ve done
Darkness has run
He’s been wordlessly watching, quietly waiting
For your rise
Hello sun, look what you’re done
Wouldn’t it be nice to spend some time together again
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6. |
Helsa
02:56
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7. |
Too High Alone
04:20
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Yesterday I saw some flowers
Their heads were bent for you’re leaving
You’re heading west
That’s where you build your towers
And I know, I can already feel the party grieving
Today you have your boots on
And I’m waving good-bye
You remind me of a starling flying too high alone
Too high alone
High alone
Tomorrow I’ll be reading letters
Sent by a bird in the sky
Wondering if life is any better now
Well how can you ask and expect no lie
Today you have your boots on
And I’m waving good-bye
You remind me of a starling flying too high alone
Too high alone
High alone
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8. |
Spencer The Rover
04:15
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This tune was composed by Spencer the Rover
Valiant a man as ever I knew
He had been much reduced and he caused great confusion
That was the reason he started to roam
In Yorkshire near Rotherham he had been on the ramble
Weary of travelling he sat down to rest
By the foot of a mountain there was a clear crystal fountain
With bread and cold water he did refresh
With night fast approaching he resorted to the woods
Woodbine and ivy to make his bed
But he dreamt about sighing, he was lamenting
Oh and how he cried, how he cried
Go home to your family my boy, forsake all the rambling
It was the fifth of November, we all have reason to remember
When he first arrived home to his friends
The stood so astounded, they were surprised
Oh and hey they were dumbfounded
To see a stranger in their sight
And his children come around him with their stories
Prattle prattling stories that drive care away
And he’s happy as those who have thousands and thousands and thousands of riches
Contented he’ll remain and never ramble away
Ramble away, ramble away
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They say the best thing about leaving is the sun upon your back
And I don’t know if I know best, so find out for yourself
Please don’t tell me the reason
Why you say you’re leaving
Cos I love you, right from here to there
And back again
All my perspective has flown
Right through vanishing point
And the sun feels closer than ever
And I love you
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10. |
The Hunter
03:38
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I am not the hunter you say I am
The birds nest it’s always in my head
Never in my hand
The cuckoo flew this morning
Scratching and yawning
Discontent with rented goods
And I think you know where I’ve been hiding
Looking for my land of a thousand sounds
And I’m never blind, I’m only deaf hey sometimes
And I lost my way
I am not the hunter you say I am
The birds nest it’s always in my head
Never in my hand
The cuckoo flew this morning
Scratching and yawning
Discontent with rented goods
So do not treat me in the way
That you might have done yesterday
Shadows only exist from day to day
Dissolve come the night, come the night
And I am not the hunter you say I am
The birds nest it’s always in my head
Never in my hand
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Katie Spencer Hull, UK
"A world-class folk guitarist” – fRoots
Katie Spencer is a singer-songwriter and guitarist from
Yorkshire who writes songs imbued with the Northern landscapes of her home. Originally from Hull, East Yorkshire, the grainy imagery of the industrial docks and sea-fronts seep into her deeply personal songs of nostalgia, loss and love.
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