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The Tallest Man On Earth




Альбом The Tallest Man On Earth


The Wild Hunt (13.04.2010)
13.04.2010
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Like The Wheel (bonus track)
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There is a crow moon comin in well you keep looking out
It is the hollow month of march now sweeping in
Lets watch phenomenon's that rise out of the darkness now
Within the light she is my storming heroin
And old machine's abandoned by the ancient racists and
I hear them hummin down below and hollow earth
Oh hell I guess I know no while I will go under to
But just for now I let the spring and storm return

I left my heart to the wild hunt a-comin
I live until the call
And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone
Yes I'll be leavin' in the fall

And I will sleep out in the glade just by the giant tree
Just to be closer when my spirit's pulled away
I left a nervous little boy out on the trail today
He's just a mortal to the shoutin' cavalcade

I left my heart to the wild hunt a-comin
I live until the call
And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone
Yes I'll be leavin in the fall

Let's open up the windows have satan departin' now
And we'll be even when the blues fall down like hail
Hell I don't even care no more about cadejo now
If he's a white one or a black one on the trail

I left my heart to the wild hunt a-comin'
I live until the call
And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone
Yes I'll be leavin in the fall

Yes I'll be leavin in the fall

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Oh I was sent to find the lonesome place
Where I was lost but left to trace
By carving riddles on the lonesome vine.

Oh but rumor has it that I wasn't born,
I just walked in one frosty morn.
Into the vision of some vacant mind.

Oh once I held a pony by its flying mane,
And once I called the shadow in the turning game
But I will fight this stranger that you should fear
So I won't be a burden of tomorrow dear

Aww Xavier's on the border of the sun
swings on the chambers of your guns.
And tries to shoot the chord and light the path.

Aww but hell I'm just a blind man on the plains,
I drink my water when it rains,
and live by chance among the lightning strikes.

Oh once I held a glacier to an open flame
and once I felt like wildcat in the fallen game.
But I will fight this stranger that you should fear
so I won't be a burden of tomorrow dear.

Oh the singers on the edge to feed the canyons mouth
they will go on forever til they sing you out of time.
But I will fight this stranger that you should fear
so I won't be a burden of tomorrow dear.

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Oh, when it's god I see in headlights kneeling down on frozen highways
And salvation in white knuckles on a wheel
And the deer is in the audience by the border of the darkness
where forgiveness grows and slowly winds away

Well there's a question somewhere asked with all the answers inside
But I'll never find the kid before she's gone
Well the day is never done, but there's a light on where you're sleeping
So I hope somewhere that troubles will be gone

But now the ghost is in my jacket and my stairs were built in anger
Winding forcefully but end up where I stand
But there are no rocks or salt and nails, I low my cannons not to kill you
SImply lost the words to tell you I'm afraid

And there's a sign up to a hill to see the far of the land
Well the sign will tell you, "Turn if there's a one"
Still the day is never done, but there's a light on where you're sleeping
So I hope somewhere that troubles will be gone

Oh darling, when it's you I see in headlights, driving down the golden highway
And salvation in the beauty of some brace
And the deer is gone without me to the valley of surrender
There is still another world along it's tracks

But there's that sign up to a hill to see the far of the land
Well the sign will say, "There's still a higher one"
And now the day is slowly setting, and the lights on where you're sleeping
So I hope somewhere that troubles will be gone

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I could roll you to hell
I could swim from your heavens
I could drive you so safe
I could walk you to here
Let us float in the tears
Let us cry from the laughters
When it's not for some sake
And the city's not near

Well now, you're going back
You're going back, you're going back

But I hope you could hear
All the screams from the forest
All the ghosts in the trees
And the love of a dog
Let us float in the tears
Let us cry from the laughters
When it's not for some sake
And the city's not near

Well now, you're going back
You're going back, you're going back

You said, "Driver, please, don't go that fucking way"
You said, "Just let it go away"
You said, "Just let it go"

I could roll you to hell
I could swim from your heavens
I could drive you so safe
I could walk you to here
But you dry me to tears
like I cry from your laughters
When it's not for some sake
And the city's still dear

And now, you're going back
You're going back, you're going back

Oh, now you're going back

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She said I cannot tell you why, she said I'm in a rush
There are softer dreams for you to think about now love
Things that you have seen this night that run by that the river's flow
I can use you if you're in the flame, I'm a growin' old

And no this is not the summer dream she said
It's just the drying of the lawns I want to leave out there

Well I've said I've sailed the frozen corners of the dark Atlantic Sea
And I drifted on the waves and the mirage beneath
And never have I felt such numb and pointless searchin' true
As when I set my eyes and torched the plans on the mark of you

And no this is not the summer dream she said
It's just the drying of the lawns I want to leave out there

She said you follow me like sheep that think this king could do some harm
But I tell you boy I'm frightened still with a sister's heart
I set my eyes upon the shore whenever you wake up
I'm leavin' because you don't feel what you're dreamin' of

And no this is not the summer dream she said
It's just the drying of the lawns I want to leave out there

But I will stand down in the hallway with no thought to leave the set
Of a movie I will sure as hell not end just yet
If pain and awful romance then this mornin' is for us
It will never ran and our last dream will leave this house

And no this is not the summer dream I said
It's just the drying of the lawns that want to leave us here
Oh it's the drying of the lawns that want to leave us here

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I never knew I was a lover,
Just cause I steal the things you hide,
Just cause I focus while we're dancing,
Just cause I offered you a ride.

Still I am not from Barcelona,
I am not even from Madrid.
I am a native of the North Pole
And that can mess up any kid.

Well if you could reinvent my name,
well if you could redirect my day,
I wanna be the King of Spain.

And I will settle in Pamplona
And I'll provoke the bulls with words
And then I'll send a man to meet them all
But he's fake, so I have heard.

And all the senoritas sighing,
Will be the fountain of my lies.
But while we're floating in siestas
You search for bottles and for knives.

Well if you could reinvent my name,
Well if you could redirect my day,
I wanna be the King of Spain.

And I wear my boots of Spanish leather
Oh while I'm tightening my crown.
I'll disappear in some flamenco
Perhaps I'll reach the other side.

Why are you stamping my illusion?
Just cause I stole some eagle's wings
Because you named me as your lover
Well, I thought I could be anything.

Well if you could reinvent my name,
well if you could redirect my day,
I wanna be the King of Spain.

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Well I walk upon the river like it's easier than land
Evil's in my pocket and your will is in my hand
Oh, your will is in my hand

And I'll throw it in the current that I stand upon so still
Love is all, from what I've heard, but my heart's learned to kill
Oh, mine has learned to kill

Oh, I said I could rise
From the harness of our goals
Here come the tears
But like always, I let them go
Just let them go

And now spikes will keep on falling from the heavens to the floor
The future was our skin and now we don't dream anymore
No, we don't dream anymore

Like a house made from spider webs and the clouds rolling in
I bet this mighty river's both my savior and my sin
Oh, my savior and my sin

Oh, I said I could rise
From the harness of our goals
Here come the tears
But like always, I let them go
Just let them go

Well I walk upon the river like it's easier than land
Evil's in my pocket and your strength is in my hand
Your strength is in my hand

And I'll throw you in the current that I stand upon so still
Love is all, from what I've heard, but my heart's learned to kill
Oh, mine has learned to kill

Oh, I said I could rise
From the harness of our goals
Here come the tears
But like always, I let them go
Just let them go

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Oh, I have lived for ages I'm a thousand turns of tides
I'm a thousand wakes of springtime and thousand infant cries
Oh, a thousand infant cries

I got sixteen hundred tigers now tied to silver strings
When they plowed in the pastures, oh the mighty heart will sing
Oh, the mighty heart will sing

But I'll always be blamed for the sun going down with a sigh
But I'm the light in the middle of every man's fog

I bend my arrows now in circles and I shoot around the hill
If I don't get you in the morning, by the evening I sure will
By the evening I sure will

Because I'm the fire on the mountain you have lit up in your dream
But also water on the fountain you could send myself on me
You could send myself on me

Because I'll always be blamed for the sun going down with a sigh
But I'm the light in the middle of every man's fog

And no I never meant to say these words but yes you ought to know
That the dark in what I've always been, it will not ever go
No it will not ever go

And for so I lived a thousand years, a thousand turns of tides
Just a thousand leaves in autumn and a thousand ways to try
Oh, a thousand
It's just a thousand ways to try
Ways to try

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There's a palace a fallin'
There's a smoke in the sky
There's a boy running downhill to the lowlands tonight
And he's catching the train to where he's heard you have been
He's a fool now among us, a dreamer within
Dreaming of you

And on that day there was snowfall in the street, yellow light
And they cleared the bill and rails just by those dark shimmer eyes
In that land there's a winter
In that winter's a day
In that day there's a moment when it all goes your way
And you know it's a lion's heart
That will tumble and tear apart
When he's coming down the hills for you

But can you still now remember who's been hiding up there?
Through his howling at twilight all his songs of despair?
Do you remember the caller of a black and white crime?
Well he lives by that memory and falls from his mind
And you know it's a lion's heart
That will tumble and tear apart
When he's coming down the hills for you

Well he'll walk in the city forever
Oh, walk in a time to be gone
Well there's no real goodbye if you mean it
So I guess I'm forever alone

Now he's a stranger among us, he will die in the park
Where he hides from the statues and the weather remarks
In that land there's a winter
In that winter's a day
In that day there's a moment when it all goes away
And you know it's a lion's heart
That will tumble and tear apart
When it's coming down the hills for you

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Oh meet me when the morning fails on the fields of desire
Oh meet me when I lost my part in the choir of dusk
Where the promise to lead what is right
As we both know how fields will turn white
And know I will never speak of days
Cause I know you wont count them.

No we have never grown a day from the poison we shared
And we're walking our crooked backs home
But will we ever confess what we've done?
Guess we're still kids on the run.

And no we will never be a part of the pictures once taken
When we're feeding fire with the flames til no memories gone
And the cold sky will write us a song
But will we ever confess what we've done?
Guess we're still kids on the run

And the reflections in their eyes
Sure could paint us as killers
Oh, I'll be there.

And til the terror of our time
Could forgive us as lovers
Oh, lets break some hearts....

And no i will never speak of ways 'cause i know you wont try them
But all the weapons raining from the sky will be ours to embrace
And the cold sky will write us a song
But will we ever confess what we've done
Guess we're still kids on the run.

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Like The Wheel

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