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Ceilidh's an Island
02:50
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Ceilidh's an island in the eye of the storm
Tucked away from the ocean in a harbour of calm
I'm a ship in a bottle, she's a message of hope
With a map to tomorrow, Ceilidh's my boat
Ceilidh's a door frame when the earth shakes the walls
Crawl under her desk when the sky starts to fall
She's a ship in the distance that spotted my smoke
On the way to tomorrow, Ceilidh's my boat
Ceilidh's an island in the eye of the storm
Outside it's freezing, beside her it's warm
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Matryoshka Doll
02:11
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In my dreams we get lost
I try to find you in the fog
In the maze I can hear you call
Then I wake up and I hold on
Just another dream inside a Russian doll
I get close and wrap my arms around
Then I wake up and you are gone
I know that everything is wrong
When I wake up and you are gone
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Am I Here For You?
02:49
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Open a box and put all your things inside
Fold up the top, give it a name, then rip off a piece of tape
Close it all down. I'll keep it for now
We'll put it downstairs where no one's around
I'll keep those things away. Am I here for you?
I know you're alone. That's just how life goes
Are you doing this to yourself?
What can I say? What can I do?
How hard should I pray for you to get through?
Please, do this for yourself. Am I here for you?
Am I here for you?
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My only love left in the world
Has beautiful curves, she's skinny but round
And the older we get, the better she sounds
Asleep in my arms, she'll be around
She won't go like other loves
Please come home
We'll play our songs
Through sickness and health she'll be by my side
All the aching gets worse when we're under the knife
Just get her singing, just get her back home
When her voice is missing I'm all alone
She won't go like other other loves
Please come home
We'll play our songs
I can feel all our strings attached
The black hole and the rust and the cracks
And she's mine
Until I say goodbye
She's mine
Until I say goodbye
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This Is It
03:38
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So this is it, not like TV
Or like the movies that I've seen
And this is me, I'm on the sidelines
I'm just a road sign, "Watch For Landslides"
'cause I'll be buried. Don't stop here
Somewhere behind you
I'll disappear
So this is it, not like the songs
It just drags on and on and on
And this me, I'm just the scenery
I'm standing still as you pass by
Somewhere behind you
We'll say goodbye
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The Vancouver Special Vancouver, British Columbia
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Vancouver Specials were simple houses mass-produced from 1965 to 1985 in and around Vancouver, British Columbia.
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