Will O' The Wisp -
Dusty Angels
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Will O' The Wisp
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Two For Joy
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Wait Till The Morning
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The Whimsical River
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Build You Wings
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The Neon Show
Tour Release
Miscellaneous
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Whimsical River Records (p)+(c) 2003-2006
I met a dusty angel with a bullet proof
vest
Who wore a broken halo and a cautious heart in a chest
Once I had too much to drink I told her about my plan
For us to walk hand in hand as lightly as we can
Brought her all the words the ones I'd taken underground
The ones I'd banished from my lips may never make a sound
Told her I would lead her out into the trembling night
Where we could move so gently and so quietly out of sight
Let's move towards the light, and move
towards the light
She said 'You know I'd walk with you but
love is not my friend
For it always starts off dancing but gets twisted in the end'
And the last time that I let it in it borrowed then it stole
And this built this wall inside of me that's left me numb and cold
But now there is a jailbreak tangled in-between our smiles
And it's asking for this yearning just a reticent disguise
But I need some room for thinking and a little bit of time
For to separate the false from truth in this heart of mine
Let's move towards the light, and move
towards the light
And keep on moving and keep on moving and keep on moving
And there's one thing I've got to know
before I let this caution go
Is this some Romeo up here or are these words you speak for real?
Because I stood here once before but it just cut me to the core
Next time I want to get it right before I walk out to the night
I said I know just how you feel cause once my tongue turned cold to steel
'Til all I used to catch on to all the love I held was gone
So let's just say I've thought this through and every single word is true
That's why I dug them up for you, well what else could I do
Let's keep on moving, let's keep on
moving, let's keep on moving
Towards the light, towards the light, towards the light
Towards the light 
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We saw a chance, we took a shot
My hand got stuck in your honey pot
I had Batman's belt, I had a grappling hook
But still I lost my Queen to a smarter Rook
So put out that I filed a case
To wipe the smile right off your face
But then I dusted down, now I'm doing fine
I'm like the lucky caller number 9
So hey why you looking at me as if I'm
not on your side?
And hey why you looking at me like you've got something to hide?
And hey didn't I make it clear I could bear you no grudge?
So hey why you looking at me as if there's someone to judge?
Times moves on so we kiss and tell
I find someone new to ring my bell
But a friend that's true, that is a deeper thing
And when a friend gets lost it leaves a lasting sting
And a friend that comes to pull you from the blues
The friend you had in me and the friend I had in you
So hey why you looking at me as if I'm
not on your side?
And hey why you looking at me like you've got something to hide?
And hey didn't I make it clear I could bear you no grudge?
So hey why you looking at me as if there's someone to judge?
To judge...
Talk to me now, my guard it's down
Talk to me now, my guard it's down
Talk to me now, my guard it's down
Talk to me now, my guard it's down
So hey why you looking at me as if I'm
not on your side?
And hey why you looking at me like you've got something to hide?
And hey didn't I make it clear I could bear you no grudge?
So hey why you looking at me as if there's someone to judge?
To judge...
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September it heaved and it filled up its
chest
And it blew out a breeze that put us to the test
And it sent a wind weaving wondrous and wild
Down these old streets
In September I rambled where the brown
leaves had fallen
Where they sow Winter's wheat whilst the Autumn kept crawling
Sending children to school with their magnets and string
Well
I wonder who'll be this years conker king?
In September I lost my love to a letter
She wrote it with tears but said that I should forget her
I don't understand what still keeps us apart
So
September drank the wine of a broken heart
September it took me to the Blackberry
Fair
Where there's trinkets and teacups and wooden reading chairs
And a peddler who tells me there's a strange chill in the air
Still there's nothing you would not find down that Blackberry Fair
No, no, no..
September was magic it was the lesser
than rich for it
Hops on ____ ______ and it helped tie the stitch
Calling, hold on, hold on.. to thinking time
Calling, hold on, hold on.. to changing time
Calling, hold on, would you hold on it's a hurting time
Calling, hold on, hold on.. it's a learning time
September it whispered "Do you know where
you're going?"
'Cause it's time for healing for the healing's just like growing
And the summer it's through and it's time that you were
Walking your own roads now
The city looks evocative from its Friday
lips
And the wears the river like a dress around its swinging hips, hips
And I watch the dolly-birds with their painted eyes
I'm getting jealous of the breezes blowing around their thighs...
For they shiver and they shimmer from their head to their toe
And there is every sort of orange hanging in this grove
It's Friday night and I'm going out
I wanna see the people on the street scream, dance and shout
'Cos the week's been tough, but now my work is done
And I'm not feeling any closer to my paradise in the sun
And I wanna laugh and joke and flirt
So I have cut my hair and bought myself a brand new houndstooth shirt, a
houndstooth shirt, a houndstooth shirt
I've got a flutter in my heart, I've got
some money in the bank
Tonight I leave behind the job that makes me wanna walk the plank...
For when I tip-toe on a tight-rope up above a pool of sharks
Friday night's the flint that always brings me back my spark...
I guess the perfume and the make-up put a spell on me
'Cos I never tire of the paintings in this gallery
It's Friday night and I'm going out
I wanna see the people on the street scream, dance and shout
'Cos the week's been tough, but now my work is done
And I'm not feeling any closer to my paradise in the sun
And I wanna laugh and joke and flirt
So I have cut my hair and bought myself a brand new houndstooth shirt, a
houndstooth shirt, a houndstooth shirt
I'm addicted to the gossip and the tic-tac-toe
And the million dollar question of "Where will we go?"
And the moon on the city, it's a sight to see
And the high-heels on the pavement are a symphony
Take me out to a club where no one can dance
And I'll show you the girl with the forest fire glance
And we'll waltz to the rhythm of the indie din
They will play ____ ____ ____ to when our ship comes in
Said they'll play ____ ____ ____ to when our ship comes in
When our ship comes in, when our ship..
It's Friday night and I'm going out
I wanna see the people on the street scream, dance and shout
'Cos the week's been tough, but now my work is done
And I'm not feeling any closer to my paradise in the sun
And I wanna laugh and joke and flirt
So I have cut my hair and bought myself a brand new houndstooth shirt, a
houndstooth shirt, a houndstooth shirt
A houndstooth shirt, a houndstooth shirt, a houndstooth shirt
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I've been walking in circles and chasing
my tail
Since out courtship has come to an end
And I feel my heart sink, I could do with a drink
Cos I'm lower than I can pretend
It's been over a week since I heard the
door creek
And the footprints that took her away
With no talk of a cheat, no clandestine deceit
But it seems like we've gotta part ways
She knocks me out, knocks me out, knocks
me out
Knocks me out, knocks me out, knocks me out
So I'll go to the tailor, I'll give him
some coins
And I'll ask him to make me a suit
Something smooth, something slick
But just please make it quick
Cos I've gotta go roving it's true
And my minds been a mess since I lost her
caress
And my heart it is a wrecking ball
So be swift or be dead
But use some magic thread
So I don't have to miss her at all
She knocks me out, knocks me out, knocks
me out
Knocks me out, knocks me out, knocks me out
So I'll go to a bar, I'll take a look
around
I might even find a nice girl
I'll be handsome and strong as if nothing is wrong
Like there's nothing but grace in this world
But there will come a point when the beer it will anoint
When I'll tell her my troubles, my woes
And she'll be quite polite but she'll bid me good night
She'll say that's just the way this life goes
She knocks me out, knocks me out, knocks
me out
Knocks me out, knocks me out, knocks me out
Now I'm walking alone and I'm cursing and
kicking a kicking a stone
And I wanna forget she's the best that I've met
I'm a mad dog that's chewing a bone
It's been over a week since I heard the
door creek
And the footprints that took her away
With no talk of a cheat, no clandestine deceit
But it seems like we've gotta part ways
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