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Elephant Island
03:53
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Elephant Island
Hidden beneath the shorthand
Dare to test the land
Found the lungs I tore out
On Endurance’s Floor
A creepy eye shrilled
Between the guts and waves
Men are striving the winds are blowing
Here comes on the crest of a wave
Reaching out for the cold
Counting things I should’ve done
Until it’s time to burn in here
Thy love
Reaching out for the cold
Counting things I should’ve done
Until it’s time to burn in here
My love
Put our loves ones in the background
Packed frozen and it’s thick in here
An escapist from Bueno Aires
When it hit the rock took the fear
Tonight they are landlocked
Cut and bound on a valiant face
Too many times before
Too many times before
Reaching out for the cold
Counting things I should’ve done
Until it’s time to burn in here
My love
A folding distance light
Holding on inside
Until it’s time for you to leave
My love
We’re coming undone
We’re coming undone
We’re coming undone
We’re coming on home
In the shadow of man
In the shadow of man
In the shadow of one
In the shadow of one
We are not the last
We were never lost
Our ships hiding
Hiding in the fall
Reaching out for the cold
Counting things I should’ve done
Until it’s time to burn in here
My love
A folding distance light
Holding on inside
Until it’s time for you to leave
My love
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2. |
Rogue
03:33
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Hand claps, that wheel of fortune
Bless the gypsies traveled every night
Somewhere beneath that curtain
There is a withered woman with a spiritual side
She was here. She was there. She was bloody everywhere.
When I saw her face at the bottom of the cup
A pair of blues and dancing shoes
Appeared to me and started to talk
SHE SAID!
Stop chasing promises in slideshows
Everlasting nothingness in a strip shows
A screaming testament of one holy Joe
Unpack the suitcase and then burn your clothes
Landfills and trades of colour
And caravans painting red n white
Hand jives and the pulling of trailers
Ring the church bells to the morning light
It was black, it was craic. I was caught in the acted
I saw a head at the bottom of the bed.
A pair of browns that had seen the fair
Appeared to me inside silent prayer
SHE SAID
Stop making promises in slideshows
Everlasting nothingness and a psycho
A cold heartedness in a strip show
Revolving mirrors and your local disco
Kids a calling, parades churning
As all the colours of the town are rolling in
Nailed up and in the arms of Mary
And the priest out the back plays the violin
It was loud in crowd, where Paddy took his vows
Confessing all his sins
Macgregor ran a muck with the local slut
Just in time for the fighting to begin
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3. |
Deadweight
02:59
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Yesterday got her wondering
When she walked down on the shore
On her hand that something
Expressing love like never before
Well, she is screaming with benevolence down to the tracks
Waiting for the 9:05
And, she’s talking with her friends at the back of the bus
How she’s happy just being alive
Deadweight an aborted emotion
She cried….
Knees down on the end of the ocean
Inhale a conditional
Well I came out here swinging
Like a blind man with no facts
And beneath that fist that something
Erasing footsteps you’d never track
Well, I am chasing my heart right down to the tracks
Waiting for the 9:05
And, I am talking with my friends at the back of the bus
How I am happy being alive
Deadweight!!
An aborted emotion
I cried….
Knees down on the end of the ocean
Inhale a conditional temper
Deadweight!! An aborted emotion
We cry….
Knees down on the end of the ocean
Deadweight!
Deadweight!! An aborted emotion
We cry….
Knees down on the end of the ocean
Deadweight!
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4. |
Collide
04:51
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Bruised battered and eyes are gestured
All waiting for her to dive
We’re waiting out by the roadside
Counting glass in thumbs
Feelings staggered and lies are sheltered
All waiting for them to leave
People hanging out by the bedside
Next thing she’s sleeping in son’s arms
She’s so far gone. How am I gonna leave her?
She’s so far on. How am I gonna breathe?
This spear of hope has left us cold
Our last embrace of colloquial tongue
The fray ends of hope collide
The land between you and I
Tired empty and words are useless
Now she is sleeping without drive
We’re sitting out by the graveside
Digging tears in the ground
Designing nothing but handfuls of hair
All hoping for her to come
People weeping out in the landing
Next thing you know she’s not there.
She’s so far gone. How am I gonna leave her?
She’s so far on. How am I gonna breathe?
This spear of hope has left us cold
Our last embrace of colloquial tongue
The fray ends of hope collide.
The land between you and I
There is no future and there is no end!
Show us a future we can depend
There is no future and there is no end!
Show us a future we can depend
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5. |
This City
03:14
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This city offers a place to hang out in blue
This city offers a chest to rest our weary bone
Beneath the cadence and the smiles
The opened wound is licked and bound.
Blast and born
Then you’re weathered by the storm
If you keep warm
Drawing circles around the sun
This heart offers a place to build a home
This cut cuts a selfish picture alone
Touched by a scientistic hand
The open of skin brings her nails down tonight
Blast and born
Then you’re weathered by the storm
If you keep warm
Drawing circles around the sun
Pass the seed so she can run away (x4)
Blast and born
Then you’re weathered by the storm
If you keep warm
Set controls for the heart of the sun (x2)
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6. |
In Pursuit Of Bears
04:09
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Washed away all colours in Jesus Christ’s clothes
Found them down a tunnel where no-one ever goes
Ooooh Ooooh Oooooh Oooooh Oh (x2)
Singing an anthemic march come on take me away
Dipped my head in the river a Christian cliché
Ooooh Ooooh Oooooh Oooooh Oh (x2)
I hear gospel shatters and the boat man rattles
And the captain cackles, the old man counting shares
I hear the good news broken to the big man’s potion
To the lost sea all prayers be counted and saved.
Raised a voice, struck a chord on a wireless display
Streets of men they heard the call, now they’re on their way
Ooooh Ooooh Oooooh Oooooh Oh (x2)
Chanting with the sea at night, all the lads can play
A glimpse of land in a jar of hope slowly fades away
Ooooh Ooooh Oooooh Oooooh Oh (x2)
Chorus (repeats)
Blinded by the light above and under Twilight sky
They placed their lives in the hands of men surely doomed to die
Ooooh Ooooh Oooooh Oooooh Oh (x2)
Walking through this barren land and no even cared
Laughed along in the pursuit of bears Shackleton saved the day
Ooooh Ooooh Oooooh Oooooh Oh (x2)
Chorus (repeats)
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7. |
Transatlantic
04:06
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White flags and buckles
Glad rags and shovels
Darkness and shadows
Lost lands and outposts
A transatlantic northern star
Set sail for test of seas
The hearts were pinned
On 28 brave men
An expedition
Of a land unknown
Tip of the cap
And it’s off to sea
It’s south by south
Where dogs aren’t free
No money no rest
Medals on their chests
Blessed with endurance
OH YES!
Rag tags and black holes
Music that rattles
Symbols and lost souls
In search of tomorrow
A transatlantic northern star
Set sail for test of seas
The hearts were pinned
On 28 brave men
An expedition
Of a land unknown
Slip of the tongue
In the silence of night
They boarded that ship
While the other men fight
In search of quest
And her tattooed
To my chest
A transatlantic northern star
Set sail for test of seas
The hearts were pinned
On 28 brave men
An expedition
Of a land unknown
Dead on their feet
And they marched to the beat
To the lines never crossed
And they did for us
To the ones before
Still lost in the frost
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8. |
Bearing Arms
04:50
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A bloody adventure and a gun in hand
To silence the envy of a plastic town
A solemn note a boyhood nature
Apologies in the trigger of sound
I’m bearing arms (x4)
You’re the straw broke the camel’s back
Tripping over voices to hear that snap
He found the guts in a backpack
He found the truth, cut our sons in half
I’m bearing arms (x4)
Son of man (x3)
Tears of daughters in the hands of fathers
Tears of sons on our evening news
Yeah send a ship our artic roar
And kiss the past and we start a war
I’m bearing arms (x8)
Son of man (x7)
Between that distant light, we ignite your sombrero
Your psychedelic life, you shared our loved with you, we had loved for you
You’re spitting blame outside the door, you found them there before
You found her once before (X2)
And you found out what’s it for…
You found her once before (X2)
And you found out what’s it for…
I’m bearing arms (x8)
You bear all hope (x8)
When you fall on, and you hide scars
When you fall on, and you hide scars
When you fall on, and you hide scars
When you fall on, and you hide you’ll hide
Nothing you can do can put us back together
Nothing you can say can put us back together
Nothing you can do will make it last forever
Nothing you can do will make it last forever
Nothing in the world is gonna make this better
Nothing in the world is gonna make this better
Bury them in arms and make us charge together
Bury them in arms and make us charge together. NO!
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The Primary 청주시, Republic of Korea
The Primary are an eclectic mix of musicians from Europe and North America. They combine the melody and emotion of folk
music with high energy indie-rock.
They met as ex-pats teaching English in South Korea. Founded in CheongJu in early 2011 The Primary have carved out a folk/rock niche in the South Korean live music scene.
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