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The Real World
03:53
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Is it the air defined by a borderline
Is it where they pass real-time
And there’s fast food and faster cars
For the cool dudes and the movie stars
An assembly line of future fate
All gift-wrapped in red tape and inside
The pre-paid and packaged lives
All laid out in the nine-to-five
The real world, where is the real world
Is it where daydreams are not allowed
And overhead, a ceiling instead of clouds
And there’s income tax and debit loans
For the life inside a credit zone
Is it a place of pride and paedophiles
Where people hide from a stranger’s smile
They buy a pager, fax and mobile phone
Don’t they ever want to be alone
They tell me I’m not living in the real world
And they don’t mean I’m dead
I said if I’m not living in the real world
If I’m not there, then tell me where I am
And where is the real world
Is it where truth is scorned as a cliché
And the facts distorted like a fat cat’s pay
For all the bad schemes and mad machines
And life as seen on a TV screen
Is it the slick dick designer lives
And if you don’t fit you won’t survive
All the sitcoms and atom bombs
I think I know where you’re coming from
Don’t tell me I’m not living in the real world
Cos you don’t mean I’m dead but off my head
If I’m not living in the real world
If I’m not there, then tell me where I am
And where is the real world
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The Borderline
05:49
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Where is the borderline
The boundary between your tribe and mine
Are we the rain, the river, the cloud and the sea
If we are like water then which drop is me
And what is time - the fast blink of an eye
A circle so vast that we think it’s a line
And what is space - the air, the silence we breathe
A place of our own and the ghosts we don’t see
Is it the boundary, the borderline
Between you and I, your mind and mine
Is fire the spark, the fuel, the air or the heat
The smoke in your eyes or the ash at your feet
Are trees the root, the branch, the wood or the leaves
The forest we burn or the broom that we keep
Beneath the stairs, the stars, the space in a jar
The air outside is that where you are
Is that the borderline, the boundary
Between you and I, between your tribe and mine
But isn’t fear the dark shadow of hope
The things that we want and the things that we don’t
And so we cling and close the eyes that look in,
The soul we don’t see under the skin
Cos that’s a boundary, the borderline
Between you and I, between your tribe and mine
But we both were born and both will die
And in between will doubt and dream
Of a better life than life before
A meaning or a reason for
This feeling of being different, defined
When we’re are only dreaming of boundaries and borderlines
I hope we wake up
Cos what is love - a word, the feeling of you
Something we dream or the things that we do
And who am I - these thoughts, this feeling, my views
A fragile form or a dreamer like you
Are we so different, defined
Where is the borderline
When we are like water, like trees
We have a name, an illusion of identity
Of boundaries, of borderlines
But my dreams are yours and your fears are mine
I hope we wake up from this dream of being different, defined
When we are only space and time
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If I Could See You
03:29
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I met a man with a hand on his face
I said what hell are you hiding from
And he said I just can’t stand this sense of space
And my hand is my hiding place and I said
If I could see you the way you see yourself
I wouldn’t recognise you
I met a woman, she had eyes that burned
I said what light are you looking for
And she said I blinked before and I missed my turn
And I think it’s all too late to learn and I said
If I could see you the way you see yourself
I wouldn’t recognise you
I wouldn’t recognise you the way you see yourself
I don’t recognise you the way you see yourself
I met a girl with a curling smile on her face
I said for what good reason are you so happy
She said I have no reason, just a feeling inside
Cos right here and right now I’m pleased to be alive
I said if I could see you the way you see yourself
I wouldn’t recognise you
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Somebody
03:15
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If you’re not a money-maker
Then you’re never gonna be somebody
If you’re not a mover or a shaker
You’re a loser and a fake nobody
You’re no ordinary sinner
Have the devil round for dinner
If you thought you had a soul to sell
Hey hey, and he’d agree
That heaven’s all economy
You need a first-class ticket to hell
To be somebody
Cos you’re a fly high-roller
You’re no low-down dirty doler
Like the beggar never catching your eye
You’re too high from all the snow
Down the slopes and up your nose
You got the strut and sniff that says
Well I, I’m sombody
Somebody who knows the size
Of a social backside
And has a tongue that’s long enough to lick
Nobody would ever know
From the length of your nose
Your latest phone is the size of your
You’re not a pawn in a pocket
Or a number on a docket
If you want it then you’ve got it to show
Nobody would ever guess
That there’s a bra around your chest
Under the suit they made at Saville Row
Oh no, nobody
If the papers keep a diary
Of your stay inside the Priory
You know you’ve hit the top of the list
Hey, hey, you’ve got a cyst
And it’s the size of Satan’s fist
But you can’t stop
Cos you won’t be missed
When you’re nobody
If you’re not a money-maker
You’re never gonna be somebody
If you’re not a mover or a shaker
You’re a loser and a fake nobody
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On The Radio
02:51
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Lately there’s nothing calling on the radio
Nothing I hear is clear, I’m closing my ears to the radio
When you call my name, I know it’s the sound of the rain
It’s just a sweet song, a sweet, sweet song on the radio
On the radio, calling on the radio
But I know there’s nothing I can hold on the radio
And nothing remains the same, I’m putting the blame on the radio
If you call my name, well I’ll know it’s the sound of the rain
It’s just a sweet song, a sweet, sweet song on the radio
On the radio, calling on the radio
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Stranger Place
03:59
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Writing down my changing dreams
They’re like waves swelling in a restless sea
The words cast adrift on scattered reams
They’re like debris washed up on a windswept beach
Or so it seems, writing down my changing dreams
Like the tide, my mind changes
And I find my plans in disarray
They’re like shattered sandcastles in my brain
And so I build them all again another day and in another way
Cos where there’s will there’ll always be a way, or so they say
But I can’t find the current of my life
I feel I’m constantly swimming against the tide
I’m tossed and turned by each new wave in my face
And each time I find I’m washed up in a stranger place
And I watch the pavement flow beneath my rhythmic feet
I row that river of people passing on the street
The faces floating past belong to worlds not mine
But the bubble lives they don’t last for long, and they’ll all burst sometime
You know that they must burst sometime, but one time
I must find the current of my life
And not be constantly swimming against the tide
I’m tossed and turned by each new wave in my face
And each time I find I’m washed up in a stranger place
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7. |
I Turned On The News
03:28
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I turned on the news today
And they had nothing good and nothing new to say
The same old story again
They say they’d sent the soldiers out to play
At making peace a war’s the only way
For peace of mind we will pray
That we’re not to blame any longer
And we’re not ashamed any longer
Cos we’re not the same any longer
All the priests and politicians prayed
But God had given up and gone away
And his Son has turned in his grave
Cos he might just as well have been saved
For all the good his sacrifice has made
For all that good advice he gave
An eye for an eye and we’ll all be blinded
But we’re not to blame any longer
And we’re not ashamed any longer
We’re not the same any longer
Cos we’re civilised, we’re civilised
We wear a suit and tie
I turned on the news today
And they had nothing good and nothing new to say
We’re not to blame any longer
And we’re not ashamed any longer
We’re not the same any longer
So we sent the soldiers out to play
At making peace a war’s the only way
The same old story again
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8. |
Falling On My Feet
02:56
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I have a roof above my head
I have a blanket for my bed
I have friends and a lover to keep me warm
And if I only walk the ocean
I'll be strong in my devotion
I'll be falling on my feet to the ground
Cos I had the sky above my head
I had a doorstep for my bed
But I had friends and a lover to keep me warm
And I had everything that money can't buy
A piece of paradise
Cos everything but money can be found
And I’ve been around and round my head
I’ve been born and I been dead
I’ve been stolen by the keeper to the crown
And I’ve been raised by the ocean
I’ve been burned and I’ve been broken
I’ve been falling on my feet to the ground
And I've been long enough, I’ve been long enough
I've been lost and I longed to be found
Cos I been wrong and I’ve been read
And I had the sky inside my head
And I’ve been thrown by the keeper to the ground
But if I only walk the ocean
I’ll be strong in my devotion
I'll be falling on my knees coming round
Falling from the heat coming down
Falling on my feet to the ground
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9. |
I Thought I Saw
03:14
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I thought of asking a stranger on the train
I thought of darkness and drowning in the rain
Cos I thought I saw
I thought of something to take away the pain
I thought of calling of calling out your name
Cos I thought I saw
I thought of nothing, or nothing I could name
I thought of dying, decided to remain
But I thought I saw
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10. |
You Do
04:14
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You do everything I’ve always wanted, wanted to do
I wondered why I shouldn’t take my chances with you
I wondered why I’d got nothing, nothing to lose
Cos you’d seen everything I’ve always wanted, wanted to see
I wondered why you wouldn’t take your chances with me
I wondered why you couldn’t face it, the reality
But please don’t you think that I love you
I’d daydream of endless nights letting feelings, our feelings run free
And all I’d know was that I want you, I want you with me
Where did you think I really wanted, wanted to be
But please don’t you think that I love you
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11. |
Love Song
02:56
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I like to think of myself like an island in the sea
And I wouldn’t need nobody to build a bridge to me
And I have this fantasy of just me and myself
Living in the back of beyond, I wouldn’t need nobody else
Don’t get me wrong
This ain’t no love song baby
Don’t get me wrong, let’s get it on
Cos I’m nothing, nothing without you
But your face is fine, you like mine, and I kissed you I confess
And I couldn’t leave with your hand there feeling down my dress
But I got my pride, I think twice, before I get too deep
So don’t think I need you here when it’s time to get some sleep
You won’t have to try, you won’t have to say goodbye
You won’t have to lie, cos you won’t be staying the night baby
Don’t get me wrong
This ain’t no love song baby
Don’t get me wrong, let’s get it on
Cos I’m nothing, nothing without you
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12. |
Somewhere In The Blue
01:31
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When I‘m gone
Maybe you will hear this song
I’ll be singing it to you
Somewhere in the blue
But I won’t be coming home
And we all must leave alone
But I’ll leave this song for you
Somewhere in the blue
And if you cry
Please don’t dry your eyes
Cos I’ll be crying too
Somewhere in the blue
But I won’t be coming home
And you’ll have to leave alone
But I’ll leave this song for you
So you can sing it too
Somewhere in the blue
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Emily Maguire Obi Obi, Australia
Singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, composer and Buddhist poet Emily Maguire has released seven albums, published four books, and toured with Don McLean, Dr Hook, Eric Bibb, Roddy Frame, Glenn Tilbrook and The Blue Nile. Originally from the UK, she is now based in the Australian bush. Open about her struggles with bipolar disorder, she is an award-winning mental health advocate. ... more
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