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Newfoundland
02:39
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God knows what I’m going to do
God knows what to do
God knows what to do
So, your highness
I went to find you land
For a reason that I still don’t understand
But the passage it trapped us in the snow
And the boats you thought had found us
They founder in the ice
And slip below
God knows what I’m going to do
With the world that I found for you
God knows what I’m going to be
And it spoils the ending for me
And it spoils the ending for me
Oh, my family
Are ghosts upon the deck
And I wear them in a locket round my neck
And as the winter
Obliterates their names
The Lord is in this place
But how terrible this place is
All the same
God knows what I’m going to do
With the world that I found for you
God knows what I’m going to be
And it spoils the ending for me
And it spoils the ending for me
The Lord is in this place
But how terrible this place is
All the same
God knows what I’m going to do
God knows what to do
God knows what I’m going to do
God knows what to do
God knows what to do
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2. |
Windows and Pinback
02:58
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We’re going to die here
They’ll pick us off one at a time
I didn’t catch your names
But I don’t care
Surnames is fine
They’ll bury us under the snow
Or in space where nobody knows
That you scream all the time
Oh
Don’t lie
You’re scared
And you don’t why
We lost Windows and Pinback
And all that we’ll bring back is Jones
So cut all the engines
We’re ten little Indians
I know
It’s dark out here and it’s cold
And nobody ever grows old
But we’re paid for our time
Oh
Don’t cry
You’re scared
And you don’t know why
Send my money home
Send my body home
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3. |
Rough As Fuck
02:46
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Here
Then it’s gone
This is a season that
Won’t last long
Don’t
Go to sleep
When the sky turns red
We’ll crawl to bed
On our hands and knees
But when the world wakes up
And we’re feeling as rough as fuck
Oh there’s nothing I want
And nothing I need
But us
I
Hate this town
I dream a sweet dream sometimes
Where I tear it down
But you
Saved my life
And we’ve drunk enough garage wine
That I won’t mind
If we both survive
When the world wakes up
And we’re feeling as rough as fuck
Well, there’s nothing I want
And nothing I need
There’s nothing I need
And nothing I want
But us
It’s here
Then it’s gone
That was a season that
Won’t last long
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Candidate London, UK
Described by one critic as "the best available bridge between American lo-fi and the woody thrum of archaic Britfolk", Candidate formed in 1999, and have released five albums, including the acclaimed Tiger Flies, Nuada, Under The Skylon and Oxengate. They have been album of the year choices in the Sunday Times, Rolling Stone and BBC Radio 2. ... more
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