1. |
Colour Of The Holy Sun
04:08
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In my mind I can find a battlefield
On one side, the horsemen rise in from the storm
Behind the dust the preachers looking for a god to touch
Love, won’t save you now.
Baby we were holding on
When the dream arrived
We were floating on,
The Colour of the Holy Sun
The Holy Sun
The Holy Sun
The Holy Sun
The skies are lined with the winds pride before a fall
And with the treaty signed we begged the rain to take us all
Beneath the floods the hurt get to drowning out the good
Love, won’t save us now.
Baby we were holding on
Til’ the dream arrived
We were floating on,
The Colour of the Holy Sun
The Holy Sun
The Holy Sun
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2. |
The Last Concorde
03:19
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Some days it all makes sense
There’s a kind of a confidence
Hits me right at the break of dawn
And it goes again when the time is wrong
I’m a concorde baby,
Moving fast,
Out of sight and out of touch
They all said it couldn’t last
Supersonic, Sonic Boom,
You’re sucking diesel and breathe the fumes,
You can't touch me, I’m too hot,
A freak of nature I’ll never stop
I’m a concorde baby,
Fly around the moon,
Out of sight and out of touch
The years ahead, they go too soon.
Ooh la la, I just mean wow baby, wow
I used to move at the speed of sound.
Superhuman, Ubermensch
I’d swap it all for another chance
I’m a concorde baby,
Moving fast,
Out of sight and out of touch
They all said it’s in the past.
I’m a concorde baby,
Moving
(The Last Concorde, baby)
Moving
(The Last Concorde, baby)
Moving.
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3. |
Wild Silk
02:44
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God above I’m bleeding,
I’m dripping from my lungs.
From my meat, you’re feeding,
My bones on your pickled tongue.
Man you’re to cut me,
Where I’ve got no blood to spill.
Hang me from your alter
You’ll be choking on Wild Silk,
choking on Wild Silk,
choking on Wild Silk,
choking on, wild.
Your prayers will all be answered,
Drowning on my milk.
Buried in my garden.
You’ll be choking on Wild Silk,
choking on Wild Silk,
choking on Wild Silk,
choking on, wild.
You’ll be choking on Wild Silk,
choking on Wild Silk,
choking on Wild Silk,
choking on, wild.
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4. |
We Are The Cosmos
04:21
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To hear your native tongue,
Call me blind, call me young.
Sinking in the yellow sun,
Pulse of heart, kindred drum.
And to open up your sky
From the heat of the morning, the dream of the night.
We Are The Cosmos,
We are evergreen.
We Are The Cosmos,
We are anemone.
Throw yourself into the arms,
Of a garden you call home.
And fortune favours some,
Who heed the call when you have the song.
And to open up your sky
From the heat of the morning, the dream of the night.
We Are The Cosmos,
We are evergreen.
We Are The Cosmos,
We are anemone.
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5. |
Our Youth Is A Parachute
04:24
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The summer came and it spoke your name,
And it took us away. It took us away.
From the gorse and the green, scattered road to the sea,
And the salt was the taste, the taste of the place.
All in bloom, Our Youth Is A Parachute,
All in bloom, Our Youth Is A Parachute.
All at sea the years drift away.
In between the days, when the night was our stage
And we moved in the strangest of ways.
From the light to the street, with your love in retreat,
And the salt was the taste, the taste of the place.
All in bloom, Our Youth Is A Parachute,
All in bloom, Our Youth Is A Parachute.
All at sea the years drift away.
All in bloom, our is a parachute.
All in bloom, our is a parachute.
All at sea the years drift away.
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6. |
Dead Trees
02:58
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Where do you run when you run
From the moon and the sun
Do you dig underground
Or learn to live with the sound
Of the shattering glass
My my my, are you willing to sacrifice
Running out of time
Oxygen or a sign from above
With those cities still expanding
Show me the gun.
One by one, I see
Dead Trees from the wood
One by one, I see
Dead Trees from the wood
All of your sacrifices
The catacombs are piling up
When they are dividing up your land
Trying to make mice right out of men
When they come for you
You won’t matter what you mind
You’ll be running out of time
Oxygen and sign from above
With those deserts still expanding
Show me the gun.
One by one, I see
Dead Trees from the wood
One by one, I see
Dead Trees from the wood.
Dead Trees from the wood.
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7. |
Radio Love
03:20
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There’s a million reasons why,
you're the only voice I’ve heard
Calling out from all the way across the universe.
If love stretches out that far,
There’s not a chance the human heart,
Couldn’t fill the space between the both of us.
Didn’t you believe the things you’d seen
Didn’t you hear the sound of Radio Love.
Radio Love,
Radio Love,
Radio Love.
Pressing play and hold record,
Try remember all the words,
Are you listening where you are, to Here Comes The Night?
I was young just like us all,
Keen to jump and scared to fall,
I like to watch things on TV the way they used to be.
Didn’t you believe the things you’d seen
Didn’t you hear the sound of Radio Love.
Radio Love,
Radio Love,
Radio Love.
You’re wasting all your time, You’re wasting all your time, You’re wasting all your time.
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8. |
From The Wilderness
02:48
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A satellite town, stripped of it’s crown,
Surrounded by the rabbit holes and the Borough-ing clowns.
It feels hopeless to pray, and I stay anyway,
Every step that I take is contradictory.
You don’t know me from the wilderness,
You don’t know me from the wild.
You don’t know me from the wilderness,
You don’t know me from the wild.
We stop and start, till it tears us apart
Drowning with the brown blood that’s filling our hearts.
In a forest of fruits, there’s a foragers truth,
We are not dead, this is no elegy.
You don’t know me from the wilderness,
You don’t know me from the wild.
You don’t know me from the wilderness,
You don’t know me from the wild.
From the wilderness, I sink my teeth,
From the wilderness, I sink my teeth,
Through the bitterness you left us with,
From the wilderness, I sink my teeth,
From the Wilderness.
From the Wilderness.
From the Wilderness.
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9. |
So It Goes
03:16
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Fill yourself with wilderness,
Spill yourself into the mist.
Kill off life that follows plot,
In the end there’ll be no twist.
I won’t let it piss on you,
Use me like a parachute.
Whispering forget me nots,
A little blue, yeah that will do.
So it goes, So it goes,
That we all feel the same when we witness the glistening dawn,
Oh I know, so it goes,
So it goes.
Round and round we go,
Cutting back the overgrow.
Tattletales and TV screens,
Looking up at those below.
So it goes, So it goes,
That we all feel the same when we witness the glistening dawn,
Oh I know, so it goes,
So it goes.
So it goes, So it goes,
That we all feel the same when we witness the glistening dawn,
Oh I know, so it goes.
So it goes.
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The Shaker Hymn Cork, Ireland
New album 'The Last Concorde' available to stream & download Thursday 23rd June.
The Shaker Hymn are a five-piece indie rock band from Cork, Ireland.
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