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The Fool
05:13
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Lately I’ve been feeling sad
I don’t know how it got it this bad
Why do I put myself through it
When its not too late I can still do it
But I’ve got to breathe
Breathe in breathe out
No claws for scratching
My little hatchling
You’ve got to learn to fly fly so high
The Fool is ready to step off the edge
She doesn't even need a reason why
And when the world offers her pearls
I’ll graciously embrace serendipity
But I’ve got to breathe
Breathe in breathe out
All I want is to do what I can
It cant get much harder than that
All I want is to be who I am
It can't get much easier than that
But I’ve got to breathe or I wont believe
Yes I’ve got to breathe
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2. |
Highest Height
05:11
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On the surface everything looks fine
Its what’s hidden that keeps them guessing all the time
Now she’s driving down the freeway her mind’s a mess
All he told her was nothing more and nothing less than
Arbitrary promises to tie her to his bed
She remembers the hunger for all the things he never said
It’s a classic story one that’s told nearly every night
Of how love can fall from the highest height
Black and white photographs scattered on the bed
She asked “where did our colour go?”
“We’re nothing but shadows” he said
Standing on the balcony gazing at the world below
All the lights all the screams all the pleasure gone unseen
The wind came and took the flower tucked behind her ear
It floated so gently down to the ground like a cursed tear
She didn't realise at the time it was a sign
Of how love would fall from the highest height
She’s pulling in the driveway now the windows to her house are dark
There’s a song playing on the radio it’s giving her a change of heart
She rests her head on the steering wheel, gives a little smile
For the words coming to her now she hadn’t heard in quite a while
Love keeps no secrets love plays no games
We’re the ones who manipulate it to our whims
We all have choices to make our heart may fall and it may break
But it could just soar again let it soar again let it soar to the highest height
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3. |
The Flower and The Bee
04:55
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Aloha the flower the bee
I know you and now you know me
So fleeting our meeting our love
An orchid cannot bear the cold
A secret can't ever be told
I felt you and I held you and recalled
(CHORUS)
How careless is the one who thinks to take love for granted
How selfish is the one who gives the illusion of the enchanted
I called you and you came to be
I never thought I’d feel so free
Our souls met as the sunset touched the sea
And then all the stories came out
The pain and the fear and the doubt
I saw the signs of my former crimes played about
And the sun broke through the clouds at dawn
And lo, another day was born
So I tell you this my sister, my lover my shadow
How reckless is the one who gives herself up to splendour
How much sweeter is the mouth that can kiss with a passion so tender
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Sorcha Chisholm Tokyo, Japan
Sorcha Chisholm is an Australian folk rock soul singer songwriter based in Tokyo.
Her sound and
style is atmospheric folk, with her songs mainly composed on the piano or guitar. Sorcha has also explored rock, blues, jazz and cabaret.
Her themes explore mysticism, the human condition, women’s stories and empowerment.
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