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The Vision
01:33
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Calm your angry sea.
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Time Heals
03:31
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Time heals all wounds, well, that's what they say.
But I won't be waiting, won’t be waiting, for you. No..
Your hearts grown cold, as you fight to chase the muse.
But she won’t be fighting, won't be fighting for you… No!
When you find I'm missing,
Don’t come looking, 'cause I won’t be waiting, for you.
Just when it sinks in, you’ll be asking,
At my door knocking for the truth.
Nothing gets in your way, did you think I wouldn’t see?
But I gotta wake up, yes I’ll wake up to you.
When you find I'm missing,
Don’t come looking, 'cause I won’t be waiting, for you.
Just when it sinks in, you’ll be asking,
At my door knocking for the truth.
But now I won’t wait for you. Oh no.
I won’t wait for you…
I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait, for you.
I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait, I won’t.
I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait, I won't wait.
When you find I'm missing!
Don’t come looking, cause I won’t be waiting, for you
Just when it sinks in, you’ll be asking,
At my door knocking for the truth.
But now I won’t wait for you. Oh no.
I won’t wait for you, no, no
I won’t wait for you.
I won’t wait for you.
But time heals all wounds.
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Streets
05:45
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I’ve had no rest, ’til I’ve walked your streets again.
I’ve pushed through mire, to walk your streets again.
I’m Finally free, I’m finally free, I’m walking your streets again.
I’ve sailed through skies before, clouds like blankets slip into dreams.
Wake to see the two of you, fall apart at the seams.
I’m Finally free, I’m finally free, I’m walking your streets again.
I’m weightless and warm again, floating and free again.
Like swimming upstream to a pool full of foreign friends.
We heard a song again, played out by foreign hands.
A girl finds her soul in familiar lands.
Sweet morning light, to mark the day again.
A gentle sunrise, to match your peace within.
Finally free, finally free, I’m walking your streets again.
If you think we’re free, wise in our own conceit.
Let me take you there, lets’ together walk these streets.
Lanterns push back the night, a small and persistent fight
Like a dignified heart that shines out her light
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4. |
Little Bluebird
03:40
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A little bluebird, sits high above a street crowd.
She sings loud, no one hears her tune.
That little bluebird sees all that goes on down there,
She still sings proud, to the rising of the moon.
And she sings ooh, a pretty tune.
O—oh, to the rising of the moon.
That little bluebird wonders how it came to this.
That no one seems, to care anymore.
All the noice of the street, it gets so loud.
She still sings proud, underneath that moon.
Yea she sings ooh, a pretty tune.
O—oh, underneath that moon.
As she sits there to sing below the starry sky.
She is saddened, by all the lonely hearts.
Was there some way for her to reach them,
And tell them, it will be alright.
Maybe if she sings ooh, a pretty tune.
O—oh, to the rising of the moon.
Yea she sings ooh pretty tune,
O—oh, underneath that moon.
Little bluebird sits high above a street crowd,
She sings proud, can you hear her tune? ...
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5. |
Passenger
04:29
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Why have we fallen, asleep at the wheel?
Let them come in and tell us what is real.
We’re drowned by apathy, and drained of our youth.
While driving through darkness, seeking the truth.
Why can’t we see, we’re in too deep?
God, please wake us from this sleep.
The worlds slowly dying, from a sickness we can cure.
But we’re so entertained, blinded and unsure.
Before we are lead down the path of our demise.
We must fight for freedom, truth is our prize.
Why can’t we see, we’re in too deep?
God, please wake us from this sleep.
Why do I feel like a passenger?
Lead by whats popular.
How do I take back the wheel? (Not bound by fear, war cry we hear)
And drive toward what is re-al… (Not bound by fear, war cry we hear)
Why can’t we see, we’re in too deep?
God, please wake us from this, oh
Why can’t we see, we’re in too deep?
God, please wake us from this sleep.
We must wake up, we’re in too deep.
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The River
03:53
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The eagle soars high above the city.
There is meaning to his force.
He’s high above, but down in the valley.
People scurry with no course.
So who will leave it all and meet me at the river?
Cause, when will this madness end?
We’ll watch our troubles get carried down that river.
And we’ll welcome freedom in the end.
In troubled times people call for a leader.
But hearts are blinded by remorse.
Change is hard and darkness is a breeder.
The road is narrow to the source.
So who will leave it all and meet me at the river?
Cause, when will this madness end?
We’ll watch our troubles get carried down that river.
And we’ll welcome freedom in the end.
Oh oh oh Oh oh oh
Freedom, Freedom.
So who will leave it all and meet me at the river?
Cause, when will this madness end?
We’ll watch our troubles get carried down that river.
And we’ll welcome freedom in the end.
Who will leave it all and meet me at the river?
Cause when will this madness, end?
We’ll watch our troubles get carried down that river.
And we’ll welcome, we’ll Welcome.
And we’ll welcome freedom in the end.
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Climb
05:48
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In the darkest, darkest of your night.
I will run for you, I will run and fight.
Nothing, nothing will make me lose my sight.
In the deepest, deepest thick of night.
I’ll run for you, I’ll carry you, you will get through, I’m here for you.
I will fight!
Through the deepest, deepest dark of night.
No mountain, mountain is too high
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We’ll keep chasing, chasing the morning light.
In the darkest, darkest of your night.
I will run for you, I will run and fight.
Nothing, nothing will make me lose my sight.
In the deepest, deepest thick of night.
I’ll run for you, I’ll carry you.
You will get through, I’m here for you.
I will fight!
Through the deepest, deepest dark of night.
No mountain, mountain is too high
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We’ll keep chasing, chasing the morning light.
I will climb, even though this mountain is high.
I will face the fear inside. Inside…
Climb. Climb.
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The Vision
01:24
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Crossing the Sea
07:49
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Waves roll in, they roll out, only to return again.
A never ending gift across the sea.
Cargo ships, on the horizon, follow the tide.
Only to deliver longing.
Watch the Sea, Time is a teacher, time is a giver.
Sur-render to, the endlessness of the sea.
Let the love roll in, and reach you.
The word is not a weapon, though it was used against you.
Like a ghost ship abandoned, love never found you.
Layer builds on layer, till you stand a rock against the endless sea.
Now you wield you own sword, but the love you speak, eludes you.
Watch the Sea, Time is a teacher, time is a giver.
Sur-render to, the endlessness of the sea.
Let the love roll in, and reach you..
Calm your angry sea, Calm your angry sea.
I sink into to the endless wave.
Calm your angry sea.
Calm your angry sea.
I sink into to the endless wave, into the glorious silence.
Watch the Sea, Time is a teacher, time is a giver.
Sur-render to, the endlessness of the sea.
Watch the Sea, Time is a teacher, time is a giver.
Sur-render to, the endlessness of the sea.
Let the love roll in, and reach you...
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The Lost Chord
07:33
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I Will Wait
05:40
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Here I am, I’m contemplating you.
The past is here, in the clearest view.
Was I wrong, to see my vision through?
Time, it will reveal, what is true.
So I’ll wait for you.
Yes, I’ll wait for you.
Time it heals, the deepest of wounds.
The light reveals, whats in me and what’s in you.
So I’ll wait, for you.
Yes I’ll wait, for you.
Time.... Reveal
Time... Will heal.
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Anna Weatherup Australia
From her intricate and vivid storytelling to her captivating vocals, Alt-Pop artist Anna Weatherup opens the portal into her musical realm with her unique artistry. Her drive for music has seen her perform from the early age of 12, inspiring several single releases and four studio albums under her belt, proving from the beginning that she was destined to be a rising star. ... more
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