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Raging Forcestress
03:23
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Lover, I know your arms are fickle now
They do not reach for me in the night
They only seek my silken skin
Whilst to-ing and fro-ing in the light
So the raging ocean is what I've become
I'm over, dragging under, the gushing swell
I'm the strongest forcestress you'll ever meet
I'm an aching, breaking, drowning girl
Lover, there's more than salt water between
It's a broken bridge, we're a sunken wreck
So i'll grow used to bearing a curse in my thoughts
And an albatross hanging from my neck
Now the raging ocean is what I've become
I'm over, dragging under, the gushing swell
I'm the strongest forcestress you'll ever meet
I'm an aching, breaking, drowning girl
Lover, i've been clasping at decaying bones
Our rapture, you cremated and hurled astray
Memories and traces still floating around
Flotsam, jetsam now i cast you away
Now the raging ocean is what I've become
I'm over, dragging under, the gushing swell
I'm the strongest forcestress you'll ever meet
I'm an aching, breaking, drowning girl
I really am the strongest forcestress you'll ever meet
Yet still an aching, breaking, drowning girl
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2. |
Burning Pier
03:33
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The day the pier burnt
Licks reflected like wisdom in my eyes
The day the pier burnt
The heat turned the past into glass
Smokey lens
Shattered glass
Tension rife with the commotion
Disaster, a heady potion
Flames danced on the water top
But the fire wouldn't drink a drop
And the smoke a murder of crows
Burning away
Burning away
Burning away
Burning
The day the pier burnt
Licks reflected like wisdom in my eyes
The day the pier burnt
The heat turned the past into glass
Smokey lens
Shattered glass
Night poured into the whirling sky
A heaving crowd sent awry
Flames ripped through and kept on rising
Nostalgia hypnotizing
History lingers in memories
Burning away
Burning away
Burning away
Burning
Now It's abandoned bones
Just a skeleton
Where the weaving
wind
moans
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3. |
Romantic Bullshit Blues
03:44
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Heard an old folk song about a man in love
He walked through frost and snow to meet his girl
well doesn't that sound so familiar
but that's folklore and we're a real-life broken spell
I'll never understand why you so forcefully pursued me
The singer who sang a never-ending song
Gave me kisses from rising sun 'til fading moon
Quite frankly what you did was just wrong
I always knew it would end back here
You urged me never to hold back then cut me free
but still could not just leave this tiny ruin to be
it's you that wasted us so don't you dare accuse
it's because of you, all that's left are romantic bullshit blues
All whispered sweet nothings
All melted shadows in the snow
Smothered by so much affection, I can now admit
i was blind... but now I must let go
Actions really do speak louder than words
Now I have set my own plan
Don't even consider coming back again
Unless you've grown from a coward into a worthy man
I always knew it would end back here, yet i'm worth fighting for
But I do believe that you will miss the mark I made
there was a truth within your eyes that cannot fade
but i just can't wait to forget about you
and finally be rid of romantic bullshit blues
It was just game, my loves in vain and wasted in the hues
of these lingering romantic bullshit blues
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4. |
Whirlwinds
04:14
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You wanted to take a perfect picture
Capture every spellbound memory
But you can't catch whirlwinds
You can only, soar and fall
But your head kept on spinning
Spun into a dark storm
Now we'll never know, we were just starting to glow
You are haunted by a ghost
and I reckon you'll regret it one of these days
But do not look
To the moon
For she's moving constantly
Do not look
To the moon
For she's moving constantly
Took me to a snowy mountain high
For a romantic peak
We were stranded for one moment
Singing those songs, of whirlwinds and destiny
But love is the blues
So you lurk in the shadows
Now we're half a read book
A half finished loved affair
But there were already signs of blossoming
Now it's snowing in April
And spring will not come this year
But do not look
To the moon
For she's moving constantly
Do not look
To her pale face
For she's moving constantly
Do not look
To your moon
She does not wait
Well I never believed in your destiny anyway
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5. |
Firebird
02:55
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The reckless do not walk in a straight line
Old smoke swirls and denies the light
I've been dancing in the dark
Holding on to a wicked spark
But what matters most is how well you walk through the fire
Old burning flames are wasted
And making me feel lost
But I refuse to be lost anymore
Spark dimmer
Scarlet simmer...down
You said it first but proved it was worthless
Sweet-talking leaves the most unsavoury taste
Paint my lips and blow a kiss
Bite your tongue, I'm over this .
Old burning fires are wasted (wasted, wasted)
And making me feel lost (so lost, so lost)
But I refuse to be lost anymore
Spark dimmer
Scarlet simmer
I refuse to be lost anymore
Spark dimming
Scarlet simmering...gone
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6. |
Float
03:30
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We watch the waves break
Don't let them them break you back
Shallow water turning deep
But do you think that I am a siren
That is leading you to a shipwreck
Well I can't promise that isn't so
Sometimes you've got to be willing to sink
Even though, we may float all the way
I can feel the start
I can feel the fall
I can feel it all
Memories can be cynical circles
That will end up twisting the track
and tangling your inside
But now I'm willing to embrace
this phosphorescent rush
With all the hopefulness
and hopelessness in the shades
Because old words are old thought in old songs
Dead leave on a crumbled yesterday
And everything is new
I can feel the start
I can feel the fall
I can feel it all
And everything is new
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Natalie Bouloudis London, UK
'If you can imagine the husky smoothness of PJ Harvey and the rewarding textures of Anna Calvi working together you’d get close to Natalie’s yawning Grace Slick sized vocals and hugely poetic lyrical quality.’
-Raw Ramp Mag
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