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Hesitation Blues
03:59
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Hey mister preacher with your hands held high
Hey go-getter with your eye on the prize
Where d'you get your head-strong certainty?
Where d'you get your non-stop self belief?
Well they say it's just a trick of the mind
And you've got yours down to a fine art
Too bad I can't share yours with you
Just you leave me to my hesitation blues
I sang my sorrows from the mountain top
I asked "Am I the only person whose been feeling lost?"
A thousand voices echoed an answer back
It was the self-same question that I had asked
Well they say it's just a trick of the mind
So you play your games and I'll play mine
And I'll find my strength in knowing true
I'm not alone in my hesitation blues
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The Wind That Howls
03:09
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There's a cold wind coming down between the trees tonight
It's turning them summer leaves to autumn red
And I was just thinking this feels like the start of something new
When you said "this feels like it could be the end"
But this is a song about the wind that howls
Not the burnt out tree with its roots in the ground
Cos that point of view does nobody any good
Won't you pick up your heels like you know you should
There's a flock of geese cutting out across the pale sky tonight
Leaving this city this island in their wake
And it made me think it's time to see some place new
When you said "we're going to die here in this place"
But this is a song about the high flying bird
Not another sorry tale about the rocks on the earth
Cos that point of view does nobody any good
Won't you pick up your heels like you know you should
So sing me a song about the wind that howls
Not the burnt out tree with its roots in the ground
Cos that point of view does nobody any good
Won't you pick up your heels like you know you should
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Powder Keg Diplomacy
02:49
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You and I was a powder keg, ready to explode
I should not have been taken by surprise when it did unfold
It did unfold
But let us talk no longer about who struck the first blow
It only ever leads to more as you and I both know
Oh we both know
So I will lay my arms down when the clock strikes twelve
There has to be a line somewhere so I'll lay it down myself
For time is marching onwards, leaving us behind
And time will march on, she won't change her mind
I never knew them teeth on you could cut to me so deep
I never knew I had such unpretty words inside of me
And you never said your sorry but I'll just act like you did
I've seen the way your walking with your tail between your legs
Oh between your legs
And I will lay my arms down when the clock strikes twelve
There has to be a line somewhere so I'll lay it down myself
For time is marching onwards, leaving us behind
And time will march on, she won't change her mind
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High Flying Bird
02:33
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Own Damn Bad Luck
04:14
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There ain't much to make you feel old
Like your flaws and regrets laid bare to the world
I keep mine bottled upon my shelf
Next to my own damn bad luck I made for myself
But it should not be so
If freedom is a burden on my back I should be thankful for the load
And I'll leave the cold comfort of complaining behind me
For good or bad, at least my luck's my own
You live your days ruled by chance
Out in no-man's land between the mortar shells
I won't begrudge you your superstitions
When all your bad luck just seems to make itself
And I'll thank my stars
That I have got no need to put my faith in the turning of a tarot card
And I'll leave the cold comfort of complaining behind me
For good or bad, at least my luck's my own
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Oliver Young Auckland, New Zealand
Oliver Young howls his home spun folk and blues yarns, backed by his trusty slide guitar and harmonica. For his latest EP, he's backed by the dynamic group of London musicians known as The Powder Keg - Martin Holliday, Ian Siddy and Amanda Larsson. It was all going swimmingly then Oliver fucked everything up by moving to Auckland. ... more
Oliver Young recommends:
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