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Clean Water
05:58
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All i remember of those streets was tragedy disguised as fun
Beautiful buildings, two world wars hadn't even touched them
Imagine what they've seen
imagine if those bricks could talk
We'd hear of a thousand stories of wandering and tortured souls
Strings of joy crossing strains of pain
and a spider lurking in every corner of the web
I was looking for a friend among all these acquaintances
The criteria was climbing
i don't know if you filled it but we shared something
We were a jewel in the fog
We shared clean water
Let's go fishing in the dirty canal
You offered clean water
We'll fly up out of the roof of your house
Clean water
How'd you end up with a body like that, kid?
Was it something that your mother took?
Something that your mother did
It was a silent question, I got a silent answer
Lady it's none of your business
You just said "come into my apartment" - it was in the dirtiest part of town
I was for you an alternative to spending the day hanging around
Slashing your dreams from rotting old mattress
I treated you like a child but it it was you who kidnapped me
Did you now that where I'm from is exactly like you dream
Should I feel bad about that
Should I just accept your
Clean water......
I was looking for my childhood
You were dragged up out of yours
And in your last wave before drowning you gave me a taste of how you survive a flood of misery with
Clean water
Let's go fishing in the dirty canal
You offered clean water
We'll fly up out of the roof of your house
Fuel up on clean water
We'll fly up out over Europe and Japan
We'll look for clean water
And we'll hold the blue Pacific in our hands
We'll look for clean water
And I'll leave you there to dance like the light
On the.......water
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2. |
Next of Skin
04:40
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Our skins are different colours but we stand on the same ground
Our forefathers named our land in different languages
Some of us live in two worlds some of us are naive exiles
But when it comes down to it
A smile is smile
No te rourou
Naku te rourou
Ka ora
Te manuhiri
My lineage on these islands is short and ill defined
But with every generation we discover more of our new kind
Passing down our treasure to our children and theirs too
Everything you've gained from me
Everything I've gained from you
No te rourou......
Different grains of sand from the same beach
Different flowers from the same tree
(english translation)
With your little bit
And my little bit
Together, we can feed the guest
I'm not looking for my culture I have around me everyday
I'm not beating my breast in colonial guilt
Respect the past - change today
We'll bring on our food baskets we will cook up a new taste
We've seen fear, ignorance and bloodshed
We won't let it go to waste
No te rourou.............
English Translation of Te Reo: (proverb from Ngai Tuhoe)
"with your little bit, and my little bit, together, we can feed the guest"
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3. |
Crippled Progress
04:00
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Out of the stillness of crippled progress comes a movement
Swaying shadows threaten my brick walls
Out of the noise of falling mortar
A wisper floats
Hanging like harmony in the air
When 'you coming home
Floating in so called love moving with the tide
I put my head up for a moment looked around,opened my eyes
Where is the land, where are my bearings
Where are the fresh water rivers, they should be flowing in
Where is the sharing
When 'you coming home
When'you coming home - I don't know
When 'you coming home - I've got things to do
When 'you coming home - let me work it out
When 'you coming home
Am I coming home to you
Now on your doorstep someone's dropped me off
My pack in tatters and I just stand in a trance
Then with a feeble movement of my hand
The knock reverberates through every land
When 'you coming home......
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4. |
Requiem for a Potato
04:39
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The knife comes down on the chopping board
The vegetable is cut into two pieces
Like us
And I'm spread out all over the floor
But i don't want to be here anymore
I'm not going to argue with something i don't understand
Gonna go like the steam rising from the stove
Out the window
Into the night where truth is the ice on my face
Go on take away your touch
Go on freeze up and leave me melting
Go on take away the indecision
But you can't have it back
'coz i won't give it back
No you can't have it back
'coz i won't give back
What you gave
And risk can be addicting when it doesn't pay off
and risk can be tempting when it haunts your eyes
And I didn't mean to construct a challenge around you
But you threw one out
And i love extremes
Go on take away your touch....
But you can't have it back.....
And it may take a lifetime of questions
And i may live denying the answers
And love may grow in definition
Every day
But you can't have it back........
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