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Shingle Street
02:36
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I'm calling out on the water,
I'm calling out on a breath,
A song of whispering frailty,
Hangs in the wind and the spray.
Now I'm not a stranger to changing tides,
Thoughts a burden be,
When as numerous as the shingles,
Scattered about my feet.
Hey, what are worries,
But drops in this vast ocean?
And why, why, why be holden,
Beneath sun golden?
And I know,
It's hard to let go,
Of these pebbles,
But if you open a hand,
The things that once did matter most,
Drift away.
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Feelings Getting Heavy
04:06
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You taught me your language,
I tried to understand,
Tuned into the rhyme and rhythm,
Of your heart,
Love goes beyond the letters and verse that we share,
Can't find the words I'm needing.
On every street I think of you,
And of the things we did as two,
I know I wasn't ready,
Feelings getting heavy.
And they weigh down my feet as I roam,
Around the town,
A place held a meaning that has,
Now been lost,
I'll always be grateful for the life that we shared,
Time wasn't right and I'm so sorry.
On every street I think of you,
And of the things we did as two,
I know I wasn't ready,
Feelings getting heavy.
Ghostly feelings haunt and pine,
Where's relief,
I cannot find,
Reminisce the place I miss in you.
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Freedom Today
03:33
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See how the winds change,
The trees are bent like plans put in place,
I'm looking for some solid ground,
To anchor me.
It's a wild place out there.
See how the night rolls,
My fears and darkest thoughts in it's fold,
Savour every open sky that,
Comes my way.
Freedom today.
It's coming now the wind through this town
And my feet are barely touching the ground,
And my head is spinning around and around,
And around and round it goes.
Take off your shoes and run,
Your life has just begun (it's coming),
Take off your shoes and run,
Your life has just begun (and it's coming).
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Where Are You Now?
03:40
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I missed your hand to hold,
As I caught the last train home.
And I haven’t seen these city lights,
Since you were dawning in my life,
These thoughts,
Graffiti on my mind.
So where, where are you now?
Within the crowd?
Oh I'm fading out.
I lie, across two seats alone,
My throne of loneliness I guess.
Rolling down the northern line,
It's a hazy blur of passing time,
No end,
To this tunnel in sight yeah.
So where, where are you now?
Within the crowd?
Oh Im fading out,
And if,
If I could reach you somehow,
Would it cure this doubt?
Faith is waning right now.
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Battle At The Cold Front
04:08
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In air a battle looms,
Munitions of thunder, they cannot be defused,
A crack forms, all look up in fright,
To the leaking sky that hosts a ghostly light.
At the cold front they did collide,
In a raging conflict spawned from selfish pride,
Blackened hearts like the clouds above,
No trace of love, ‘twas washed by rising flood,
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My Lagan Love
04:18
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Where Lagan stream sings lullaby,
There blows a lily fair,
The twilight gleam is in her eye,
The night is on her hair.
And like a love-sick lennan-shee,
She has my heart in thrall,
Nor life I owe, nor liberty,
For love is lord of all.
And often when the beetle's horn,
Hath lulled the eve to sleep,
I steal unto her shieling lorn,
And through the dooring peep.
There on the cricket's singing stone,
She spares the bogwood fire,
And hums in sad sweet undertone,
The songs of heart's desire.
Nor life I owe, nor liberty,
For love is lord of all,
For love is lord of all.
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Don't Know What To Say
04:46
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I don’t know the words,
I don’t have the verse,
Oh but if I did, I’d lay it on you,
Wouldn’t hesitate, I'd see it right through.
The walls hung an empty frame,
No-one knows it’s name,
But if it held some picture of the sun when day is through,
Its radiant amber glow would trace it back to you.
And your beauty that I would fall for,
your beauty that I would die for...
But what use are words and pretty imagery,
When you are standing next to me,
They all fall flat and wash away,
Don’t know what to say.
Thoughts I can’t express,
Leave me in a mess,
Tied my tongue, I’m feeling numb,
Can’t risk the damage that could be done…
By calling out you name,
In a different way,
Why do I feel shame in what I’ve done,
For wishing you’re the only one.
And your beauty that I would fall for,
your beauty that I would die for...
But what use are words and pretty imagery,
When you are standing next to me,
They all fall flat and wash away,
Don’t know what to say.
Don’t know what to say,
Don’t know what to say.
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I Wish You'd Know
04:35
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You haven’t slept well in seven days long,
The stress of this life is doing us wrong,
How it hurts to see you feel this way.
The sun of spring is rolling in,
But it’s seems your luck is growing thin oh,
How we're ready for the winds of change.
I’m stuck here feeling powerless to save you,
String together words – a line I could throw you,
To pull you in, safe, close to my heart,
I wish you’d know how loved you are.
Why do we drink these poison words,
That from our own lips do emerge ahh?
I don’t see no truth in these.
Oh and why do we keep what we reap,
From the liar and the thief ahh?
Mmm
But I’m stuck here feeling powerless to save you,
String together words – a line I could throw you,
To pull you in, safe, close to my heart,
I wish you’d know how loved you are.
And I know you’re still hurting,
A pain I can see right through,
But if you’re still listening,
I’ll sing to you,
If you’re feeling blue,
Heal the wounds.
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Time To Move On
03:10
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The day that the sky fell in,
Is the day you walked out,
The colour blue stopped loving me that day,
It’s hard to escape I’m afraid.
I guess It’s always easy,
To second guess in retrospect,
But now I’m growing weary,
I guess it is time to move on.
The blue sky had fallen in,
Well at first that’s what I thought,
Well It seems there is now, more than meets the eye,
Can’t admit that there was something wrong.
Well I guess It’s always easy,
To second guess in retrospect,
But now I’m growing weary,
I guess it is time to move on.
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I walked around the block with you,
And you never knew,
Quite what it meant,
In those times, when my soul is weak,
And I'm feeling so bleak,
And bereft.
And I could talk around the clock with you,
Morning, night or noon,
Just say when,
Take our time to look at the clouds as they pass,
How they move so fast,
Mmm...
And I could sing,
Of your colours gleaming,
And how you lend,
Me a shoulder for leaning,
I, thank you,
For being a friend.
I could face the hardest knocks with you,
As the storm rolls on through,
We'll both be safe,
But should we find ourselves miles apart,
You'll still be on my heart,
Mmm.
If we hit walls and disagreements brew,
Sure they'll be a few,
I'll always wait for you,
Our roots hold firm in a deeper truth,
Than words so easily misconstrued,
Ahh.
And I could sing,
Of your colours gleaming,
And how you lend,
Me a shoulder for leaning,
I, thank you,
For being a friend.
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11. |
Here To Stay
04:35
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How do you feel?
How do you feel?
Let me know.
Im swirling in my…
Thoughts,
Swirling,
I don’t know,
How it is,
With us now.
Would you come to me,
Like a summers day,
Like it’s yesterday,
Like you’re here to stay.
I know it was right,
I know it was wrong for us,
We parted in the best way, we did,
So why this loss?
O lord above where are you,
In the midst?
All I really, really wanted,
Was a friend out of this.
So would you come to me,
Like a summers day,
Like it’s yesterday,
Like you’re here to stay...
Would you come to me,
Like a summers day,
Like it’s yesterday,
Like you’re here...
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Robin Torbitt England, UK
Hi, I am an independent singer/songwriter, producer and guitarist based in Suffolk.
My songs explore an honest message through a creative blend of organic folk and sound design.
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