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Leaver
03:58
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There’s been a complication
With a snake called Acre and a man in flames
What follows is for your consideration
From the suburbs to the dreamworld and home again
Everyone’s trying to get out of this town
The snake ate the notebook of formulas and worldviews
And the kids dreamt of pirates while they slept through their curfews
I made my mind up long ago what was real
We are the dust of stars and what we know and feel
Everyone’s trying to get out of this town
Doesn’t mean you’ll be better off somewhere else
Doesn’t mean you’ll be better off somewhere else
Doesn’t mean the snake won’t follow you
Doesn’t mean the great bird won’t follow you
Everyone’s trying to get out of this town
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Do you believe in spells?
For he has set one upon me
The blackest bird I ever saw
Rapping its wings upon my door
Do you believe in trust?
For he has betrayed me
Sent the blackest bird I ever saw
To beat its wings upon my door
Do you believe in spells?
For he has set one upon me
Sent the blackest bird I ever saw
To beat its wings upon my door
Don’t rock the boat, he’s a bad one
Don’t rock the boat, he’s a bad one
A snake and an oak, he’s a bad one
Don’t rock the boat, he’s a bad one
What a beautiful house, I wonder if they let him out?
This is the House of the Magicks
What a wonderful house, I wonder if they let her out?
This is the House of the Magicks
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The Coast
03:32
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John he’s asleep on the headland
Pushing his dreams my way, he’s a better man
Since he cut from The House of the Magicks
He’s left that behind but you know how mud sticks
When you’re trying to be free
Mary’s off from the coast and her old life
Leaving the boys, the arcades and the summertime
She’s been holding on to that glimpse of
A colder world where we’ve been delivered from
All that stops us being free
Lucy, sacred beauty, queen of the suburbs
She’s cutting her hair back and spitting out tough words
Doesn’t want to live her life on the small stage
No matter how hard I try to get her to stay
Because she makes me feel free
Mary calls Lucy says remember the good times
I’m coming your way, she’s singing down the phone line
Lucy got older and coke and a new job
Trying to kick the past out and just get on
‘Cause what’s the use in being free?
John fell away, all white robes like Augustine
Three years in that place until he quit the scene
He drifted North where the sun grows real thin
Built himself up to see his satellites spin
Again
That’s what I told Mary when she was here
Throwing me thoughts with Blake and a cold beer
Lucy’s in the city making it happen
Mystical goddess I need her back and
I wish I was free
Not trapped by work but truly a brave man
Mary took a train to find John if she can
We’re all a little lost but we have more than most
I can remember when we all stayed at the coast
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Golden Connection
06:06
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She speaks: Thank God I found you
I swear there’s a halo around you
And he laughs
She frowns: I’ve got something to tell you
I know what darkness befell you
And he smiles
It’s just that
I got a message back
She told me he knows you
That there’s work to do
Look... Look... Look... It’s just
Lucy’s in the states with the snake
Lucy’s in the states with the snake
Oh I don’t know how she found him
Maybe when we were younger, maybe when you were there
You said it was such a magickal house
He says: Such a golden connection
I feel the sweetest injection of truth
Mary when I’m with you
And Lucy well she’s got to want to leave but hell
I know someone who’ll disagree
But now you need to get some sleep
There’s an ocean out there
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Crew of the Raven
02:18
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I’ve been washed up with the crew of the Raven
With those wide-eyed boys I’ve been sailing
With salt in my face and the gold in my mind
We emptied our barrels and got caught from behind
Now I’m washed up with the crew of The Raven
And that hot old sun is a-blazing
We emptied our hearts when the canons were fired
Now six men are lost and the captain is blind
So kiss my skull, cross my bones
Sister when you gonna come and take me home
I set sail with the crew of the Raven
Looking for a boat to get paid in
With dreams in my head and luck on my side
And a good deck of cards upon which I relied
Through ancient seas I was trailing
But the guns hit the last nail in
And everything was slow and everything was black
And the water is warm but the boots hold you back
So kiss my skull, cross my bones
Sister when you gonna come and take me home
I was wrecked there with the crew of the Raven
Not much of her was worth saving
So we ran for the cliffs and we ran for the town
Not once looking back at the dead and the drowned
Kiss my skull, cross my bones
Sister don’t you know that I’m coming home
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The Dead-Eyed Man
02:01
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The dead-eyed man is the man for me
He came a sailing from over the sea
Heigh ho for the dead-eyed man
Oh, May in the garden a-shelling her peas
And the birds sing gaily among the trees.
Heigh ho for the dead-eyed man
Oh, May looked up and she saw her fate
In the dead-eyed man passing by the gate
Heigh ho for the dead-eyed man
The dead-eyed man gave a fond look of love
And charmed May's heart which was pure as a dove
Heigh ho for the dead-eyed man
Oh, May in the parlour a-sitting on his knee
And kissing the boy who'd come o'er the sea
Heigh ho for the dead-eyed man
Oh, May in the garden a-shelling her peas
Now weeps for the sailor who sailed over the sea
Heigh ho for the dead-eyed man
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A Terrible Bird
04:16
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Here come old death like a terrible bird
You gotta give that son of a bitch the respect he deserves
His presence is dulled by electrical wires
Oh, I see old death when the world it is quiet
In my dreams he’s chopping up wood
Under one wing he carries a drop of all our blood
For each man and woman: you will have your time
Where he will greet you by name, for death unlike love is not blind
Fetch me water
Fetch me a drink
Throw open the windows while I tell you what I think
Old death is with us; he hovers down low
With you in his beak and me in his beak he knows when we will go
With you in his beak and me in his beak he knows how we will go
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The Wake up
00:57
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Acre
09:03
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This is what they call upstate
They’re gonna wonder how I found this place
But while I was here I couldn’t resist
Peeling away the magick and the myth
One lonely house on a hill
I’ve got a little time to kill
Don’t know why John suffered so bad
Just a few photographs
I’m sure they’re not that different from me and you
We had our circles, our hooded few
Snakes on the door and a bird on every sill
Just one lonely house on a hill
First a beautiful girl in white
Her gentle skin reflects the light
Tells me I’m expected, that I should be seen
By the one who’s lived inside my dreams
Oh Acre, Acre,
He carries us all
Oh Acre, Acre
Allows us to stand tall
His robe was long, his hair was short
Asked me if I liked the little place he’d bought
“I thought you’d look like Jesus,” was my retort
He said “Jesus wore his hair like mine, you know, before he got caught”
Oh Acre, Acre,
He carries us all
Oh Acre, Acre
Allows us to stand tall
The smells and the rooms
And the pictures and the feel
And the fading light outside and the offer of a meal
Then the miracle girls
And the entrance of their king
And the songs, and the beer
And the pills he brings
Oh Acre, Acre,
He carries us all
Oh Acre, Acre
Allows us to stand tall
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To Vanquish a Serpent
04:31
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First a call, then a plane
Then a car and a call again
And a house on a hill
And there was no time to kill
Oh my love, she was there
I could see the flowers in her hair
As she sat on the steps
And the look I’ll never forget
Oh he’s not here
He’s long gone
And I don’t need saving from anyone
Every room torn apart
When she saw what was in his heart
Saw the snake, what he needs
Saw the blood and the fear he breeds
Through the pull, through the haze
She made a path, she found her way
And though he feels that he’s the Word
Not even Acre can outrun the bird
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One Last Lucy Song
06:31
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She says Acre was a window into something
‘Cause I’ve been down and I’ve been thinking
Did we do the right thing?
I remember driving with the air all through us
And the music was loud and the waitress smiled like she knew us
So we ordered another drink
You wore that ancient summer dress
With Mary’s cowboy boots and nothing else
And every driver seemed to like your style
America looks good on you in spite of everything he put you through
But I don’t think we’ll be back here in a while
I don’t know if I can sing it
But look at the stars and consider their position
Sparks fly off cat’s eyes and get me wishing
There was a way this could last
Night roads show this world is anything but dead
Songdreams rise up and cascade in my head
And tumble into your lap
I don’t know if I can sing it
So look at the stars and consider our condition
Not trapped by work or the latest edition
Singing songs of pirates in our dreams
I’ll spend my whole life trying to understand you
Mystical goddess of the lost but true
But I feel like I need another scene
And it kills me to sing it
But Lucy I’ve got to go
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