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Birds
05:23
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I don't live here for you to know me
And you don't know me at all.
Your careless waves make eager stories -
Can't fight the waterfall.
I've laid with every constellation
And dreamt of empty words.
Don't care for airless conversation,
Only the warmth of birds.
Where every song has meaning,
Like lilies on the tongue
In lilac mouths, daydreaming -
No ugly note is sung.
For you, for me, a place of mending
And never-failing words,
Where trees hold us to stop us bending
And all our friends are birds.
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Silently
05:05
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You walk so silently, I barely hear you...
I swallowed your stillness,
Dusk painted my face
With gentlest rapture,
Remembered embrace.
From lost to unlost,
Here to unhere.
Only the momentary.
Only this without name.
Only you.
I will be, always, silently.
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3. |
Waiting for the Leaves
04:13
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Fanfare on the fire,
Patience burned by thieves,
Soil would never keep you here
Waiting for the leaves.
Meanwhile they're the reason,
Teach the world to breathe.
And I fold down to nothing,
Here beneath the trees.
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4. |
Rivers Under My Feet
05:51
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Here comes the beautiful,
Here comes my all alone,
Here comes the sanctimonious,
Here comes my long way home.
I'm holding verses glowing
In rivers under my feet.
You're holding but he's going.
It's crashing all the way down,
Lights flashing blue, all the way down
There's nothing left here now, all the way down.
We are extraordinary.
We are what we most fear.
We are just fragmentary.
We are, we're only, sightseers.
Every one of you do something!
Every one of you say something!
Every one of you mean something!
There goes the beautiful,
There goes my all alone
There goes your sanctimony
They walked me all the long way home.
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5. |
Strange Wild
02:35
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We're going through some strange wild,
We're crawling on our hands and our feet,
And they're coming for us!
Oooo, can you hear my heart beat?
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Engines sulking, suits sleep-walking,
Where were you while I was talking?
Pockets fatten, flower flatten,
What's the worst thing that could happen?
Chorus
Kind's in hiding, love's deciding...
Careful there, your mask is sliding...
Words have seeded, most unneeded.
I will weed if weeding's needed.
Chorus.
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6. |
Windmills
06:16
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Softly on the wire,
One place left to go.
Quavers dressed in feathers
Pierce the afterglow.
The one who stays to hear them
Echos when they sing,
And trades in all my angels
For one pearly wing.
And all the weary branches said
You don't know.
So arms of blue and scarlet
Wrapped around my everything
And turned me indigo
They say I tilt at windmills:
I see everything,
But they refuse to listen.
Out while I'm within.
And so the cold moon whispered,
Cool hush through the hue,
And soothed my fiery burden -
No flames left for you.
And all the weary branches
Said,you don't know.
So arms of blue and scarlet
Wrapped around my everything
And turned me indigo.
They say I tilt at windmills.
I see everything.
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7. |
Days Like These
03:43
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Only you choose what it steals,
On days like these.
When the sun echos bright on glass of blues,
And we shield our eyes just to watch our shoes
Make a canvas of the frost.
And memories leak like oil on water.
We love the son, we love the daughter, always, still.
With this winter on the ground.
The blessings of the good we find
On days like these.
When a tear is caught by a hand unknown.
With the years gone by just a stepping stone
To a dawn on the other side.
And memories leak like oil on water.
We love the son, we love the daughter, always, still.
With this winter on the ground.
The night-time's cloak is swift and cold,
On days like these,
As we lose little birds who have taken flight.
But the sun makes a promise of stronger light,
In which they may return.
And memories leak like oil on water.
We love the son, we love the daughter, always, still.
With this winter on the ground.
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8. |
Glow
04:39
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Until you stand on soil and stand in sky,
Until you've heard the centuries cry,
Don't wear the crown and tell me you are wise,
Don't be a careless passerby.
Don't be a careless passerby.
Under a brief red sky we're possible,
Like aged leaves spinning for the sun,
Then leaning tired against the mossy wall -
We have to dance for everyone.
We have to dance for everyone.
Glow.
Light the fields and walk me home.
Glow.
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9. |
Broken Boat
03:56
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The whistle of wind at my side,
And the rise of waves and the fall of my pride,
I will lay me down on this salty petticoat
And listen to the secrets of this broken boat.
The weathered masks of glory and time,
And the bells and the calls of the harbour shall be mine.
I will sing my stories from soldiers of the sea,
And this fading little boat will comfort me.
The wind blew our hands clean
And our stories through the gaps between.
The water made us thirsty still
For all the things that could be real.
"But words are free",
You said to me,
Then vanished from sight.
You float with me, you float with me.
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10. |
Lullabies for Stars
05:20
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Goodness knows where goodness sleeps,
Bending from the hours it keeps,
All the good that weaved through you
Woke up into something new.
All that nothing is everything...
Wear the farewells on my skin.
Feed me like the morning sun
Bleeding light on everyone.
Line my lips with reasons why,
Remedy and beautify.
Place your heart in this naked sound,
Rest your head where its clothes are found.
Plant your feet on this wavering,
Oh, rest your head where the raindrops sing...
Feed me like the morning sun
Bleeding light on everyone.
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Nic Evennett UK
Singer-songwriter from Kent, UK.
"Nic Evennett casually takes flight into the kind of
harmonic territory that leaves other songwriters standing."
Tom Robinson, BBC 6 Music.
"Evennett’s voice is a delicate mystery, warm and lustrous, yet fragile and crystalline – a bewitching blend of Kate Bush and Linda Perhacs, surrounded by dolorous, reverb-drenched piano..."
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