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just watch them try to take the sight from the scholar and the songs from the singers
they will try so to tear us apart
after each rueful year we will brush ourselves off again
when they came from behind to assault him he was already battered and bruised
look at him now
renewed
they will never take the sight from the scholars
they will never take the songs from the singers
because we will always remember lessons that we learned in December
when we pick ourselves up we never start anew
we become part of a story that's more true than anything made up by any given author in the winter
next time you come over you will tell a much better version
one truer to yourself
they will never take the sight from the scholars
they will never take the songs from the singers
because we will always remember lessons that we learned in December
the phoenix rises up
it's what phoenixes do
but what happens next? I don't remember
all I know's it happens in December
it's happening here
it's happening now
it's happening to you
what'll we co-author this December?
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are you stoked that I remembered the embers would be stirred by any word of an old flame?
I misspoke, I said that come December I predict a thawing of the pain
but when you come over you can tell I'm not taking good care of myself
It was nice to see you all the same
each of us is carrying the kindling we need to start a flame
take me over
take me all the way
I'm tired of treading water
I wanna ride the waves
we've been treading lightly around eggshells so long I wanna run away
I don't wanna burn you or incinerate myself
the flames that we are carrying can be a risk to health
buildings burn behind us and so do our old flames
each of us is carrying the kindling we're gonna need to start again
It's not over till we're all done singing
I for one know I am just beginning
next time you come over see for yourself
I've been taking care of all of us
I'm not taking anything on trust
half our heroes have forsaken us
the others turn in their graves
that's why it falls on us to rekindle the flame
last time you came over you could tell I wasn't taking good care of myself
It was nice to see you all the same
each of us is carrying a flame
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the last time we met was after you'd left
in the form of a dog you asserted your presence
the sceptic in me falls silent in reverence
and again we commune in the way we were meant to on the day in June
we didn't reinvent the wheel
we return to some chords
reignite the feeling that we can't afford to lose
speech is free, as you knew
you wore it on your t-shirt
we'll always remember you
on the fourth of July Jeremiah and I took an afternoon and in solitude we stared at the sun and then wrote this tune
the old songs never do
neither do the styles.
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Simon Calder - Jennifer
03:53
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darling, I'm worried how you're hurting
I know you're feeling awful
what are we gonna do?
I'm increasingly afraid the fabric could fray
nobody move
attention must be paid to Jenifer
consider what you're gonna say to help her find her truth
you know you're going to be friends with her
she's gotta find her way
just gotta find the roots
attention must be paid to Jenifer
consider what you're gonna say to help her find her truth
I'm afraid the fabric could fray
nobody move
she's learning to limp
she's learning to play the cards she's been dealt
there's no other way for any of us to learn to trust
that if you relent complaint you pursue a new complete truth
god grant us the serenity
we're gonna need to see it through
as Jennifer falls to her knees there's no heroes to be seen
but then, there's a lot less villains here then there were in her youth
attention must be paid to Jenifer
consider what you're gonna say to help her find her truth
you know you're going to be friends with her
she's gotta find her way
just gotta find the roots
attention must be paid to Jenifer
consider what you're gonna say to help her find her truth
I was afraid the fabric could fray
then we raised the roof
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the earth was scorched but I was not
when hands were forced we handed torches round
then we were forces to be reckoned with
you hear us shouting very loud
all our heroes can do is turn in their graves
it's up to us to turn this shit around
we've been here before but we won't be here again unless we give a damn about the mess we're in
i used to dream, I used to reach beyond the stars
we're figuring out the earth is where we are
but it's on loan
on loan to us
we are just the people on the ground
I hear a call to arms for forces that I reckons addressed to us
I hear them herald the heavens are falling down
and after everything our heroes said, as they turn in their graves, it's up to us to turn this shit around
we've been here before but we won't be here again unless we give a damn about the mess we're in
I used to dream
I used to reach beyond the stars
we're figuring out the earth is where we are
we've been here before
before it's too late we construct a caliphate
if you don't know what that means it's a bit like building an ark
we've been here before but we won't be here again unless we give a damn about the mess we're in
I used to dream
I used to reach beyond the stars
we're figuring out the earth is where we are
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