1. |
False Lights
10:00
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The Cornish cliffs at night
And the wild wind whips
The Beach
We carry false lights
To lure the ship onto
The reef
Her sails snap and shred
And the crew clings to
The rail
From the shore
We launch into the mouth of
The waves
CHORUS
Hand to hand
Together we
Strive
Hand to hand
We carry false
Light
We climb her gunwales
Our skin soaked in
Brine
The crew recoil
As one by one we quench their
Cries
All hands drowned
And so the cargo becomes
Ours
The clipper breaks up
She sinks and the cold wind
Howls
CHORUS
We ride the green breakers
Sideways back to the
Shore
Many hands as one
Unload the whisky and salt-
Pork
Towns folk spread out
Below the Cornish
Cliffs
Hand to hand
The cargo's ascent is
Swift
CHORUS
CHORUS
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2. |
Black Phillip
08:19
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Black Phillip
A crown grows out his head
Black Phillip
To the Nanny Queen is wed
Jumping to the fence post
Running in the stall
Black Phillip
Is the King of all
CHORUS
Black Phillip
Black Phillip
Black Phillip
Black Phillip
Black Phillip
King of sky and land
Black Phillip
King of sea and sand
We are your servants
We are your men
Black Phillip
Eats the Lion from the Lion's den
CHORUS
Black Phillip
Is a merry King
Black Phillip
Has a mighty sting
His sceptre is cloven
He rules the land with mirth
Black Phillip
Will knock thee to Earth
CHORUS
CHORUS
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3. |
Into The Horizon
02:38
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I cut my hair and set sail
I burned your lace
I die you die
Swinging from the stars
I will steer clear of landfall
On a journey into mist
On a journey into the shadow realm
On a journey to the horizon
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4. |
Jack Harry's Lights
05:35
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Out there between mirages
Out there between shipwrecks
All your sea captains
All your dead men’s chests
Caught in the moment
Carried with the tide
This broken sea
This ocean’s bride
Jack the lantern,
Light me home
A prayer for St Nicholas
A song for the mermaid of Zennor
Raise up that anchor
Raise up that oar
Jack the lantern,
Light me home
And all your harpooned daughters
And all your seasick sailors’ sons
There will be no returning
When Jack Harry’s lights, they come
Jack the lantern,
Light me home
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5. |
Mother Is Dead
04:39
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The birds in the eaves call out for water
The kitten complains and sniffs the air
The young girl in the driveway shivers
CHORUS
Mother is dead
Mother is dead
The frogs in the ditch are all croaking
Spiders crawl out of the egg
The salmon twitches in the shallows
CHORUS
The neighbours have ceased all their knocking
Her stained teeth are all bared
My baby sister has stopped sucking
CHORUS
The candle has reached the end of its taper
The star up above has dimmed to red
Her ash on the wind is scattered
CHORUS
CHORUS
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Scenes from my childhood
Arise before my gaze
In the meadow
Where I would lay
Father and Mother
Have passed away
Sister and Brother
Lie beneath the clay
CHORUS
But while life does remain
To cheer me I'll retain
A small violet that I
Plucked from Mother's grave
I remember
My dear old Mother's smile
When I was still
The apple of her eye
And how Father would sit
When the sun had died
To read aloud
To us children for awhile
CHORUS
CHORUS
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7. |
Jack The Ripper
07:00
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Flecks of blood on my kerchief
Burning, twisting on my sheets
Draw the drapes on my French doors
Light on my silvered mirror
Dawn light creeps into my room
Coffee convalescent gloom
All the lines across my face
The Dorian scars and scrapes
CHORUS
Jack The Ripper Strikes Again
Jack The Ripper Strikes Again
Leeches writhing in a jar
Displayed upon the polished bar
Lozenges in a small tin
Help to keep me pale and thin
Wood smoke and a light drizzle
Grey descends as if by Will
Silken robe flows from her chair
A soft blue light upon her hair
CHORUS
CHORUS
Ride a Hansom through the park
Watch my warm breath in the dark
Absinthe through a sugar cube
In a darkened opera booth
Duck and stoop into the dark
Clamour of the abattoir
Workers warm their hands in pails
Sorting through the fresh entrails
CHORUS
CHORUS
CHORUS
CHORUS
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Tony Millman on navigational instruments, Michael Plater on psychiatric wigs and powders, Andrea Millman on plaint and false hopes. And a vast cast of international collaborators.
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