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Spring Tide

by The Shipbuilders

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1.
If I had a match, this place would burn a trail of fire would guide my return back to the land I had to leave that’s caused my old, poor heart to grieve So then I turn and face the wall and try to dream my way from it all I close my eyes and hope I see the pretty girls who wait for me The morning sun scatters light all around illuminating the dust for miles around But though it’s bright, I know I cannot see for today, I know no light shall shine on me.. If I had a match… I am a stranger, in a foreign land whose ways and means I know I can’t understand and if I’ve sinned, oh Father I repent; all I have left to my name is my lament If I had a match…
2.
Come join me on the table, the air is delightful up here Take my lead, we’ll dance the tightrope ‘tween the bodies and the bottles of beer Leave your mind at the door, don’t be afraid to let go You can play the part of Verlaine I sure feel like Rimbaud La Fée Verte stands before you, a bottle in her hands One little drop of that poison and you’ll dream of foreign lands... In this, the emerald hour, isn’t it a thrill? I need this little drop of the green Just like a writer needs his quill La Fée Verte stands before you, a bottle in her hands One little drop of that poison and you’ll dream of foreign lands Come join me on the table…
3.
Oh kind maid, I know it has been a while since your eyes and lips last met with mine But I’m writing to tell you my time it ain’t long The law of the land has deemed me to have done wrong Rather than behind bars I’ll be hanging from a noose So my old companion is on his way to cut me loose But if he and his mule, they don’t arrive on time this may be the last you hear from this heart of mine Oh kind maid, I don’t wish to make you weep But I may not be of this Earth once you rise from your sleep Oh Rosalita, what will become of me? They’re hanging me at dawn and it’s for the love of thee If there is no note tied up to your gate By the time the cock crows, well it’ll be too late I’ll be swinging from a tree, I’ll be hanging from a branch My resting place will be the old feudal ranch If that be the case then please go back to the farm Set the cattle free, set fire to the barn Take all my belongings and throw them in the lake So when they arrive, there’s nothing left to take Oh kind maid, I don’t wish to make you weep But I may not be of this Earth once you rise from your sleep Oh Rosalita, what will become of me? They’re hanging me at dawn and it’s for the love of thee
4.
Fault Line 03:19
Well I’ve been living on the fault line for such a long time But now the Earth has started to split, I think I’d better quit and get away from here… away, away… Well I’ve been working down the old mine to feed this house of mine But now the gas has started to leak and things are looking bleak let’s get away from here… away, away… DOWN! Is this a race to the bottom? DOWN! Via the bottom of a bottle? DOWN! I’m gonna get my way out of here DOWN! Well I can see you from the other side, trying to avoid the rising tide You ask me what my point of view, I say “I can see you’re drowning too” Let’s get away from here… away… Well I’ve been working down the old mine to feed this house of mine But now the gas has started to leak and things are looking bleak let’s get away from here… away, away… DOWN! Is this a race to the bottom? DOWN! Via the bottom of a bottle? DOWN! I’m gonna get my way out of here DOWN!
5.
Weather-worn; a long time on the road can take its toll So I go on my way I’m searching for one last thrill to end all other thrills ‘cause right now I’m feeling two steps from the grave Your feathers are torn; a long time on the road, you’ve paid your toll So I know all the words You’re searching for – a lifetime ain’t enough to tell this tale But I know it’s gonna be alright… When I see mischief’s twinkle flitter in your eye Just like the stars above us on the last time that we went down the Atlantic Way Diddley-aye-ey The Wild Atlantic Way Your feathers are torn…
6.
Silk Road 05:01
Chasing down the fugitive tide Our stories long; our futures untold Safe in the warmth of the light that guides us like the moonlight on the Silk Road Facing down the day’s divide In search of the secrets twilight holds Safe in the warmth of the light that guides us like the moonlight on the Silk Road Stay with me, one more season Follow me into the spring Stay with me, for the love she brings Follow me, and the love she brings Oh, here she comes… Oh, here she comes! Chasing down the fugitive tide…
7.
Forest Floor 03:54
Foraging the forest floor to find a shelter for the storm that’s on its way In line with a prophecy an old man said to me Lord, I know he knows I know he knows... Climbing up the cliff face, while at a glacial pace the town I left behind Burns in an orange glow from all the fires below Good times, they come and go Oh Lord, they go... Is there such a thing as fine beneath the bread line? The city’s sinking fast, but I know that hope dies last So I’ll try to survive on the line between the smug and damned again Foraging the forest floor…
8.
Many moons ago, when the hills were topped with snow I gave my heart to a Northern Rose She knew very well I would fall under her spell When she opened this mind that long was closed So I went under it without a fight When it came crashing down like the night I was hypnotised, my mind was paralysed I could feel my cold self begin to thaw She became my guide, like the moon that leads the tide when she showed me the stars and nature’s law To her, it seems though, I was just a pawn as soon I felt the scorn of her thorn She left without a trace, for reasons I can’t place Where she lies now, no-one knows When I awoke alone, my heart turned back to stone but it lay in the hands of a Northern Rose… I searched high and low but everywhere I’d go it seemed I’d be falling through a trap door I heard from word of mouth she’s a Rose now of the South but nobody ever seemed to be sure So now I’m living life as in a dream No sounds leaves my mouth when I scream I can walk out to the moors or track the beaten shores If I call her name, it’s to no reply And try as I may, much to my dismay, I can never quite shake the tears from my eyes I’m still waiting here in vain to catch a glimpse of that flame ‘cause many moons ago, when the hills were topped with snow I gave my heart to a Northern Rose…
9.
The Moon 03:33
In the heart of the town that cries for the sea Where the bitter sting in the scent of the lemon trees Hides among the whispers of the orange grove I hear the tempest’s charge and the thunder of hoofs rattle through the hollowed streets whilst high above the roofs the fractured clouds disappear to show… They show what I know… The moon, the moon, the moon Has a halo and my love has died and if the same fate falls on me leave the veranda open wide! The bloodstains of the land tell the same story; that in death there can never be glory and the bullet holes in the church walls show So here I stand, my arms open wide Where the wailings of this life and the next collide the fractured clouds disappear to show… They show what I know… The moon, the moon, the moon Has a halo and my love has died and if the same fate falls on me leave the veranda open wide!
10.
Same Star 04:52
Beam us back an image of where you are Can you tell how near, or how far, we are from the start? How does it look for us from there Or once you’re there do you find you no longer care anymore? When you see you’re clinging to a stone in space Don’t you think time’s an awful thing to waste – as if it’s ours to waste! So beam us back an image of where you are Can you tell how near, or how far, we are from the start? And see how we all chase the same star See how we all run from the same star Sunlight Starlight And see how we all chase the same star See how we all run from the same star And now, see how it goes; time’s arrow only goes in one way And now, see how it flows; time’s arrow only goes from the cradle to the grave And now, see how it’s you – you and only you – time flows through Beam us back an image of where you are Beam us back an image of where you are

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released May 6, 2022

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