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Augustine - Patrick Wolf

"As the belltower blocks the summer light All the seeds in our garden fight To break and blossom, all to be adored And look your skirt is torn And there's blood on our sheets Here comes the long arm of"

Magic Position - Patrick Wolf

"So let the people talkIt's Monday morning walkRight past the fabulous mess we're inIt's gonna be a beautiful daySo do the bluebirds singAs I take your handAnd you take my kissAnd I take the world'Cause"

Overture - Patrick Wolf

"It's wonderful what a smile can hide If the teeth shine right and it's nice and wide It's so magical what you can keep inside And if you bury it deep no one can find a thing, no. So come on now, open"

Stars - Patrick Wolf

"I saw I saw the stars tonightMama, I saw the stars tonightMama I saw the stars tonightOrion, the plow, the burning brightCannot recall where I droveAn empty lane, the lonely road home.I saw, I saw my star"

The Libertine - Patrick Wolf

"The motorway won't take a horse The wanderer has found a course to follow The traveller unpacked his bags for the last time The troubadour cut off his hand and now he wants mine Oh no, not me. The circus"

Teignmouth - Patrick Wolf

"Teignmouth On the night train From the city to the south I saw spirits Crawl across the river mouth In skewed ascension With no destination Like this lone bachelor in me This constant yearning For great"

Wind In The Wires - Patrick Wolf

"Wind in the wires Its the sigh of wild electricity Im on the edge of a cliff Surpassing Comfort and security But here comes a gale A crippling anger Sea birds are blown Into the rocks Grace is lost to"

The Railway House - Patrick Wolf

"There's a house By the rails that I know In a valley Of It's own With trains and bones And birds in the yard Where the wild Nettles Grow Growing over the door Growing up through the walls Growing up Growing"

Ghost Song - Patrick Wolf

"While I'm asleep My spirit crawls out Of my belly button And goes down to the sea To gather the wind The wires and the shore To wander the hills Like a day gone before When beauty was in season Oh! Beauty"

This Weather - Patrick Wolf

"The storm blows around This harbour town I listen to its wind as a choir The shipping forecast Is crackling Like wet wood upon a fire And time slows and slips away The tourists come around in May 'Till"

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