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High Water Rising
03:12
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Well the rain it is falling
And the streams they start to flow
And the river it is rising
Down here in the valley below
And before all that water
Can flow down and to the sea
There'll be high water rising
High water running over me
Well the bridges they are breaking
And the roads they all are closed
And the flood it is taking
All those dear things we know
And before all that water
Can flow down and to the sea
There'll be high water rising
High water rushing over me
Well the clouds they have gathered
In the sky high overhead
And the rain keeps on falling
And I fear it will not end
And before all that water
Can flow down and to the sea
There'll be high water rising
High water washing over me
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Redbrick and Rain
04:11
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Well they say that in time every memory will fade
All the worlds that we built and the places we played
And the payers of paint will be full overlaid
And instead we will see the next act in the show
Unworried by echoes of long long ago
Well they said at the time I was running away
From the buses and slush and the puddles and spray
While the red lights were flooding that dead motorway
I said why would I run from a past that is gone
But the past it comes calling and still chases on
So don't bring me a drink that will deaden my mind
Breathing mists of forgetfulness balmy benign
With a scent of cut flowers and a burnt taste of pine
For I've drunk it before and I know what it's worth
When memories are stirred and come bubbling forth
So let me forget about all that was lost
And don't try to chase over this wasteland I've crossed
Don't call with reminders of what's left in the past
Reminders of sweetness are bitter with pain
And I'd rather remember the redbrick and rain
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Ian Cumpstey England, UK
Melodic, lyrical, revival songs ... with guitar and banjo.
Ian Cumpstey lives in Cumbria in the north-west of England.
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