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My life flows on in endless song
Above Earth's lamentation
I hear the real, though far off hymn
That hails the new creation
Above the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing;
It sounds an echo in my soul
How can I keep from singing?
Although the tempest loudly roars
I hear the truth, it liveth
And through the darkness round me close
Songs in the night it giveth
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that rock I'm clinging
Since love is lord of Heaven and Earth
How can I keep from singing?
When tyrants tremble, sick with fear
And hear their death-knell ringing
When friends rejoice both far and near
How can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile
Our thoughts to them are winging
When friends by shame are undefiled
How can I keep from singing?
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When The Boat Comes In
02:48
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Dance to your Daddy, my little laddie
Dance to your Daddy, my little man
Dance to your Daddy, my little laddie
Dance to your Daddy, my little man
You shall have a fish and you shall have a fin
You shall have a herring when the boat comes in
You shall have a codling boiled in a pan
Dance to your Daddy, my little man
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Irwin's Orange
04:47
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There's a spider who lives in my kitchen
She's all dancing legs and darting eyes
I don't have the heart to evict her
We're locked down together under strange and stormy skies
These strange times...
Does she read the news over my shoulder?
Does it make her blink all eight of her eyes?
Whatever could she think of Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee?
I wonder could she catch all their lies?
Lies
All their lies...
Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lies
Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lies...
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The Moth
04:08
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Oh I flew too close to the candle
And I fear that my wings are aflame
I should never have come so close to you
For this is where I will remain
There should be some kind of a warning
To those of us who fly by night
To beware of the cold air of morning
And to keep away from the light
Oh the light that it cast out was gentle
And I'd been far too long in the cold
All of the dark seemed lonely
All of your welcome seemed cold
There should be some kind of a warning
To those of us who fly by night
To beware of the cold air of morning
And to keep away from the light
All alone outside your window
There's just the pale beam of far distant stars
You could search for heaven forever
But are you better off safe where you are?
There should be some kind of a warning
To those of us who fly by night
To beware of the cold air of morning
And to keep away from the light
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