The Moon That You See
by Voltaire 7
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Eleanor Rigby
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Baker
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Ships of Sand
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Voltaire 7 is produced by Terry Lawless and features vocals by Sam Keele. It is a slowly emerging project which, when finished, will be an aural delight.
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released 01 May 2010
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- Track Name: Eleanor Rigby
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Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
Father Mckenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working. darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?
Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father Mckenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong? - Track Name: Baker
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Words and music by Casey Keele
Every morning I wake up about five minutes too soon
And I look outside hoping for a change of view
But every day it looks the same it’s like staring through a picture frame
And every night I pray that something out there will change
But the worst part is not feeling any different than I did the day before
Oh I just can’t stand not seeing anything different than I looked at the day before
And we all know what’s in store Here in Baker
Cause all we’ve got is an oversized thermometer
And all we’ve got is overpriced goods
And all we’ve got are memories of how we wished it was
And all we need new is a reason to live
Here in Baker
A sea of brown, a sky of blue, a jet black freeway running through
I am jealous of its purpose and direction
This town has been around since
Nineteen Thirty-Two
And there’s still nothing to do
But the worst part is not feeling any different than I did the day before
Oh I just can’t stand not seeing any different than I looked at the day before
And I thought that love was more than just
Tourists driving through on a Friday afternoon
and I wish they wouldn’t leave so soon
cause we’ve got our oasis of fast food and gas stations
And they don’t really need much
But I’ve been wanting so much
Though I’ve never really known much else
But something inside me tells me I need something else
Then what I’ve found in Baker
All rights are reserved by the artist. - Track Name: Ships of Sand
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It’s been a long time since I’ve seen her,
It’s been a long time since I’ve cared.
I would like to come and see you,
In galaxies where none have dared.
Chorus:
Sailing away, on ships of sand,
Sailing to the starlight sun.
Coming back from distant lands,
Going to the Land of None.
Verse 2:
Packed up the ship and started that day,
Off through the endless shores.
We came down through the milky way,
To where we've never, ever been before
Chorus:
Verse 3:
Finally came to the Land of None,
Came through the endless shores.
I found you there and we went away,
To the Land of Nevermore.
