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Sixty Years
04:21
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Sixty Years
He saw her on the platform
He didn't know her name
He couldn't go and ask her
That's not how you played the game
So he waited and he waited
And soon he took the chance
A friend she introduced them
And he asked her for a dance:
Can I take you my arms?
Can I lead you round the floor?
Can I hold you tight night after night and want for nothing more?
Can I make you dance with joy?
Can we dance away our fear?
Can we dance for 60 years?
She'd missed him on the platform
Didn't notice him at all
Strange when he was just her type
So handsome dark and tall
But when they started dancing
She knew he was the one
And then their dance of married life
Had happily begun
Sometimes they danced the tango
Then up to bed they'd creep
Sometimes he waltzed the babies
Round the room to help them sleep
Sometimes they danced the quick-step
Sometimes they danced the jive
When they rolled back the carpet
It felt could to be alive
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The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
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Move On
03:50
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Move On
Spark up your attitude
No time for praise or scorn
Said the man who sang the blues
They’re two sides of the same coin
Though certain is your longing
To be heard and understood
Years you might be wandering
Writing verse as blood
Absent is the sterling
Almost none the eardrums beat
Though your nights be plentiful
When friends have shuffled feet
And now my bone and tendon
Reach out to raise my son
I take a breath uplifted
My soul, my sound, move on
Come see the atoms move
In the emptiness of space
If a rock is mostly absence
What’s this sound you can taste?
The ripple of a moment
A dream caught up in song
A broken wing still giving as
My soul, my sound, move on
Cast the boat, the dice and all
Your failure into the sea
Feel the rush of blood and bile
Of songs sung true and free
And now my bone and tendon
Reach out to raise my son
I take a breath, uplifted
My soul, my sound, move on
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Anatolia
02:41
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Psalm
04:24
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Psalm
You've been a long time making up your mind,
O Lord, about these madmen
Running the world. Their reach is long
And their claws must have frightened you.
One of them found me with his shadow.
The day turned chill. I dangled
Between terror and valor
In the darkest corner of my son's bedroom.
I sought with my eyes, you in whom I do not believe.
You've been busy making the flowers pretty,
The lambs run after their mother,
Or perhaps you haven't been doing even that?
It was spring. The killers were full of sport
And merriment, and your divines
Were right at their side, to make sure
Our final goodbyes were said properly.
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Renny Jackson Seville, Spain
"Listening to tracks by Renny Jackson and loving them. Great lyrics." George Monbiot, Guardian
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"Renny Jackson writes lyrics with the sensibility of a poet, plays complex guitar with gusto and finesse, and delivers his songs with a simplicity and directness that marks him out among his peers." Paul Murhpy, The Songwriter's Cafe
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