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All I need is green
01:40
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all I need is green
all I need is green, green grass
and the sun way above my hometown
all I need is green
all I need is a big green park
where the cops don't walk
where the silent river comes
all I need is green
all I need is green, green grass
and the sun way above my hat
all I need is green
all I need is a green, green road
where the wolves don't walk
where the silent river flows
where the wolves don't walk
where the silent river flows
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Fair Child of Spring
02:07
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I guess you're my fair child of spring
for you I would do almost anything
the birds in the bay
are calling out your name
the breeze brings your leaves to my island
meadows and weeds
flowers and many bees
they all wait for your feet to go ramblin'
I guess you're my fair child of spring
for you I would do almost anything
I guess you're my fair child of spring
in you I believe, you're my medicine
I heard that in May
we'll gather 'round the flame
to share our bright visions and bad dreams
and when the bay hears
strings and mighty winds
all fishes in the sea will be gathering
I guess you're my fair child of spring
for you I would do almost anything
I guess you're my fair child of spring
to you I will give all my medicine
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Northern touch
02:01
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now I sleep too much
eat too much
and talk on the phone
where I throw heavy stones
now I speak too much
read to much
and think way to much
just to hear your beating heart
just to feel your northern touch
meet me at the station and I'll tell you more
meet me in the meadowing town
early in the morning, early in the morning
I'll pack my shovel and be gone
walk wherever the window is bright
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Untrained horses
01:37
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maybe we're both
untrained horses
that come in the morning
and hardly recall
where they're goin'
where they'd gone
stables are grown where they fall
maybe we're both
untrained horses
the highways unfold
and uncover a Rome
where they're going
where they'd gone
sharing a stroll in the sun
maybe we're both
untrained horses
sharing a coast
with the elders that moan:
"where they're going?
where they'd gone?"
their shadows are tall in my eyes
but maybe at night
untrained horses
the tables will turn
and the candles will burn in the bay
fill the days
and slowly recolour our ways
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Crane Days Gdańsk, Poland
Singer-songwriter from Gdańsk, loosely relating to the tradition of contemporary folk.
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