p gave me a cassette tape of this particular album as a gift when we were in fourth year high school. i just loved the melancholy whenever i played the album.
FOLK SONG
summer sky and a throat bone dry
and the fields are all gold
dusty lane with a song in my brain
and it stoned me to my soul
I climb high move towards the fire
blaze sun
silver trees and whispering breeze
are my sight and my sound
the thought of heaven couldn't drag me from the path
when I'm wandering here alone
I climb higher move towards the fire
so blaze sun
watch until it dies slow falling from the sky
pale fading sun
LEAVE THIS CITY
gone forever
the writing on the wall
they've boarded up the cinema
strawberry dreams and the dust-filled beams
shut down in a modern town
see you walking
see you talking
recollection
on streets you used to know
forgotten pleasure smoulder
images fade but the town won't let them go
sleepwalking
see you talking
feel the city inside you
leave this city behind you
drive wherever
the roads will take you to
down beside a river frozen brown
January days and their scarecrow trees
so cold - feel your ears burn
see you walking
see you talking
feel the city inside you
leave this city behind you
past and present
they converge on every side
the wires all get tangled
when now and then collide
bittersweet taste of a time and another place before
sleep walking
see you talking
feel the city inside you
feel this city define you
leave this city behind you
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