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| 2:57 | 
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If all that grows
Starts to fade, starts to falter Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake Let all that run Through the fields, through the quiet Go on with their own On with their own hidden ways When all the newness Of gold travels far from Where it had once been Worn like the earth over years And when the acts of man Cause the ground to break open Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake Great are the sounds of all that live And all that man can hold If all that grows Starts to fade, starts to falter Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake Great are the sounds of all that live And all that man can hold Great are the sounds of all that live, that live |
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| 2. |
| 5:07 |
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As the spring is made alive the winter dies
And the final cries of creatures are long behind And full of spirit the village starts again With one more year for a man to change his ways I used to feel all things around me stir Grateful for all I received Taking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earth Great were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun As the winter dies the earth is brought to life And a thousand merchant ships sail to find A worthy village to land and start again With one more year for a man to change his ways I used to feel all things around me stir Grateful for all I received Taking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earth Great were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun I used to feel all things around me stir I’d hear the sound of creatures upon the earth Grateful for all I received Though winter cold and spring |
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| 3. |
| 3:38 |
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The rise and the fall upon small mountain
Was fair not for all in need And I with my life have gone Away from this land of gold Formed from the seed aligned for all that fortune brings And all that certain men lay upon it when anger is seen And it reigns like the others Giving what all it can While the days count for nothing Nothing that one understands Upon that road I had struggled to find A way of life that was common for all And all that runs on the mountain was mine A way of life that will surely be gone Poor lands will grow Among the weeds among the roads And all are anxious for song and dance That will sometimes get old And it reigns like the others Giving what all it can While the days count for nothing Nothing that one understands |
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| 4. |
| 4:30 |
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I will wear the sun
Ancient light through these woods Woods that I walk through alone I will take my rest With all creatures who dwell Under the smallest of green I’ll remain no more Than is required of me Until the spirit is gone I will long to see All that waits to be know And all that will never be known Into the core of nature No earthly mind can enter But I will wear the sun Bound to others We’ve seen many things I will train my feet To go on with a joy A joy I have yet to reach I will let the sounds Of these woods that I’ve known Sink into blood and to bone I’ll remain no more Than is required of me Until the spirit is gone I will long to see All that waits to be know And all that will never be known Into the core of nature No earthly mind can enter But I will wear the sun Bound to others We’ve seen many things I will wear the sun Ancient light through these woods Woods that I walk through alone I will long to see All that waits to be know And all that will never be known All that will never be known All that will never be known All that will never be known All that will never be known |
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| 5. |
| 2:05 |
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Down to the valley where the fortunes grow
Down to the free That gathered holy ‘round the fire that grows so well On with the laughter when the work is done It is what it is A passing work of human hands where faults abound While the rains would come While the end was unknown Nothing had proved too much No path was solely my own Most of the daylight nothing filled my mind Quiet was I And I was held away from evil that spoke my name All he was wanting was a bumbling man I wouldn’t go Wanting only to feel the time around me stay |
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| 6. |
| 4:25 |
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I have been cruel and kind without knowing
I fell in the silence overwhelmed by these days For I have been shown dear rulers, ruling all things Thinking the world was mine to lay hold on I breathe in the promise of maiden and man But each have their on illusions to hold onto I only want to be left to my own ways The rulers of one leaving all things undone I stood in the awe of the whole creations Gathered among them was the morning Giving all its rays Thinking the world was mine to be lost in I ran with freedom and sank in between For I have the path of wonder There before me I only want to be left to my own ways The rulers of one leaving all things undone I stood in the awe of the whole creation Gathered among them was the morning Giving all its rays |
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| 7. |
| 3:56 |
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There were too many years
Under spells awry As the fortune appears It begins to die So I've come here to wait For the end of it all Till I'm gone from here I'm gone from here Children of the grounds Are making warring sounds For those outside With no care for time They're full of love for life Mother calling out To bring the end around We weren't quite done She blames it on the sun We're raised in a town Where they jump on your back and sing Leave an imprint on your shoulder blades Wanna walk away |
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| 3:42 |
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All the earthly aims were formed
From the earliest pass that climbs In my mind Now the joy has burned out and it’s gone When the amber skies are filled Seems the days around are ripe for conquering Now the joy has burned out and it’s gone But I don’t know where Bring down, bring down All thoughts Of greatness And leave all to be Sound and nothing more Pray for all to end And silence be all Now the joy has burned out and it’s gone But I don’t know where |
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| 9. |
| 4:07 |
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I wear the wrongs of the common man
Lying far from everyone and far from rest Lords of song who play for kings Will play for servants and those they meet With joyful mastery for those who have ears So blow the horn, the horn for common men Not to end, fill the air Long the rains have poured upon men with cruel unsteady minds I am one Leave the worried souls with fewer things Make the evening rise through the Trouble and the fear Forever sounds the horn for all to hear I wear the reins of the common man Being led from mother's arm towards the end Dance you fools under the sun While laughter grows and everyone Shares in the same thing I mean to join you So blow the horn, the horn for common men Not to end, fill the air |
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| 3:18 |
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I will never have the courage of others
I will not approach you at all I was always taught to worry about things All the many things you can't control How can they have the courage Of lords that have long since past It’s in their hands, it’s in their heads It’s been in their blood for many years It brings them sorrow In a dark room he trembles alone He trembles alone |
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| 11. |
| 4:13 |
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So in the ground
In frozen wood The father lies And all the wrongs He'd ever tried were put to rest Bore but two sons to follow him Both wrestled long, but younger wins After long winter's gone Seems that all is well, all is well And the rose wakens now In the joyful air, in the sun There among the ruined ones Are those who've played And those who've sun While the end remains unseen Let us play, let us sing Bring the town From all her cries From her wounds From her sighs And she'll try Mending all she can |
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| Disc 2 | ||||||
| 1. |
| 2:40 |
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Down to the valley where the fortunes grow
Down to the free That gathered holy ‘round the fire that grows so well On with the laughter when the work is done It is what it is A passing work of human hands where faults abound While the rains would come While the end was unknown Nothing had proved too much No path was solely my own Most of the daylight nothing filled my mind Quiet was I And I was held away from evil that spoke my name All he was wanting was a bumbling man I wouldn’t go Wanting only to feel the time around me stay |
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| 2. |
| 3:03 |
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If all that grows
Starts to fade, starts to falter Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake Let all that run Through the fields, through the quiet Go on with their own On with their own hidden ways When all the newness Of gold travels far from Where it had once been Worn like the earth over years And when the acts of man Cause the ground to break open Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake Great are the sounds of all that live And all that man can hold If all that grows Starts to fade, starts to falter Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake Great are the sounds of all that live And all that man can hold Great are the sounds of all that live, that live |
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| 3. |
| 4:39 |
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As the spring is made alive the winter dies
And the final cries of creatures are long behind And full of spirit the village starts again With one more year for a man to change his ways I used to feel all things around me stir Grateful for all I received Taking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earth Great were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun As the winter dies the earth is brought to life And a thousand merchant ships sail to find A worthy village to land and start again With one more year for a man to change his ways I used to feel all things around me stir Grateful for all I received Taking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earth Great were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun I used to feel all things around me stir I’d hear the sound of creatures upon the earth Grateful for all I received Though winter cold and spring |
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| 4. |
| 3:42 |
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The rise and the fall upon small mountain
Was fair not for all in need And I with my life have gone Away from this land of gold Formed from the seed aligned for all that fortune brings And all that certain men lay upon it when anger is seen And it reigns like the others Giving what all it can While the days count for nothing Nothing that one understands Upon that road I had struggled to find A way of life that was common for all And all that runs on the mountain was mine A way of life that will surely be gone Poor lands will grow Among the weeds among the roads And all are anxious for song and dance That will sometimes get old And it reigns like the others Giving what all it can While the days count for nothing Nothing that one understands |
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| 5. |
| 4:08 |
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I have been cruel and kind without knowing
I fell in the silence overwhelmed by these days For I have been shown dear rulers, ruling all things Thinking the world was mine to lay hold on I breathe in the promise of maiden and man But each have their on illusions to hold onto I only want to be left to my own ways The rulers of one leaving all things undone I stood in the awe of the whole creations Gathered among them was the morning Giving all its rays Thinking the world was mine to be lost in I ran with freedom and sank in between For I have the path of wonder There before me I only want to be left to my own ways The rulers of one leaving all things undone I stood in the awe of the whole creation Gathered among them was the morning Giving all its rays |
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| 6. |
| 3:53 |
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I must be careful now in my steps
Years of calculations and the stress My science is waiting, nearly complete One glass will last for nearly a week Let me not get down from walking with no-one and if I stumble from exhaustion These buckets are heavy, I fill them with water I could ask these people, but I shouldn't bother Oh no, I've stumbled, was I going too fast? Some get angry, some of them laugh They told me I wouldn't, but I found an answer I'm Van Occupanther, I'm Van Occupanther! Let me not be too consumed with this world Sometimes I want to go home and stay out of sight for a long time Let me not be too consumed with this world Sometimes I want to go home and stay out of sight for a long time |
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