1. |
(No Help)
00:44
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - (No Help):
No help coming
No help coming
There is no help coming
No help coming
There is no help coming
No help coming
There is no help coming
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2. |
Edge of the Sea
04:27
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - "Edge of the Sea"
I know it's desperate
But I had to try
It still looks like fall outside
Bells sound in the streets
Still no one believes
Our homes are losing ground
To the edge of the sea
So many ways to cope
Only one way to fight
The end of the world
Looks so sad in your eyes
Holding on by a thread
I can't believe the things I read
Where's my love in all of this
Where's my love in all of this
Where's my love in all of this
I hate to use a hammer
But I'm fresh out of choice
No one's making time
For the sound of a voice
No happy endings
Just what's wrong and what's right
I love you without mercy
To the edge of the night
Fire with fire, eye for eye
Digging in, long goodbye
Where's my love in all of this
Where's my love in all of this
Where's my love in all of this
I know it's desperate
But I had to try
Where's my love in all of this
Where's my love in all of this
Where's my love in all of this
Where's my love in all of this
Where's my love in all of this
Where's my love in all of this
Where's my love in all of this
In all of this
One, two, three, four
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Lyrics for The Fugitives "It Might Just Rain Like This For Days":
Wide awake and it's quarter to six
How many times I gotta start a day like this, I'm tired
Like you
And I know we've gotta keep a light in the flame
It's like the longer the distance the braver the face for you
And for me
It might just rain like this for days
But there's shelter in the way we see it through
It might just rain like this for days
When the weather breaks I'm on my way to you
Woo-ooh, Wo-o-oo-o-o-ooo-woh-oooh
I said I'm dyed in the wool to be dark in the head
It's like the closer you get the further I bend away
From you
Tell me again about the bar that you found
The one downtown where we could maybe hear ourselves think
I could buy you a drink
It might just rain like this for days
But there's shelter in the way we see it through
It might just rain like this for days
When the weather breaks I'm on my way
On my way to you
I know we've gotta keep a light in the flame
It's like the longer the distance the braver the face for you
And for me
It might just rain like this for days
But there's shelter in the way we see it through
It might just rain like this for days
When the weather breaks I'm on my way to you
Woo-ooh, Wo-o-oo-o-o-ooo-woh-oooh
Woo-ooh, Wo-o-oo-o-o-ooo-woh-oooh
Might just rain like this for days
Woo-ooh, Wo-o-oo-o-o-oooh
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4. |
Story of Our Times
03:15
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Lyrics for The Fugitives "Story of Our Times":
This is the story of our times
But you don't have to listen
I always wondered about our hearts
Then I found them missing
I'm tired of hunger
But it sure beats giving up
I went along until the walls went up
And I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am anymore
I left him in our bed
Though I knew he wasn't sleeping
He said they'd pass right through
I knew what would happen
Last I heard he'd taken every oath
From our door the soldiers come and go
And I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
Anymore
'Cause the past is not time
It's not lies
It's not a photograph
But life
On rewind
On repeat
It's a never-ending ride
On repeat
On rewind
Not a photograph
The past isn't lies, isn't time
When every farm is dust
And waterfalls are frozen
Blink twice with your light
I'll be in the mountains
You can laugh all day but I wouldn't keep it up
Run on hope, you'll die living on luck
And I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
I was chained to all that
But that's not who I am
(Chained to all that)
(Chained to all that)
This is the story of our times
You don't have to listen
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5. |
(Simple Song)
00:54
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - (Simple Song):
A simple song for a long day
Fireworks and a soiree
Find me down in my basement
A simple song for a long day
A simple song for a long day
Raiders and tirades
Don't let them hear my mind race
A simple song for a long day
A simple song for a long day
All quiet up on the highway
Eight months since a siren
A simple song for a long day
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6. |
Ash
03:31
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - Ash:
The black and blue
I'm born into
The wind I ride and the silence of the sky
And its solitude
I need no guide
Flying blind
Tips of the peaks
Tops of the trees
And power lines
Bend, set, photograph
Love, death, all of that
Alright, alright
The streets are all mine in the middle of the night
Alright, alright
You know I'm looking pretty under all these lights
The black and blue
I turn into
On the hood of a car or the awning of a bar
On the avenue
It's goodnight
If not goodbye
I see your face reflected in the street
And this fall of mine
Bend, set, photograph
Love, death, all of that
Alright, alright
The streets are all mine in the middle of the night
Alright, alright
You know I'm looking pretty under all these lights
This is the moment when you stop and you reflect
And you decide to change your mind
Alright
Alright, alright
The streets are all mine in the middle of the night
Alright, alright
You know I'm looking pretty under all these lights
Alright, alright
The streets are all mine in the middle of the night
Alright, alright
I know I'm looking pretty under all these lights
Alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright
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7. |
Wing and a Prayer
04:15
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - Wing and a Prayer:
And I close my eyes and pretend it isn't there
I built my world on a wing and a prayer
I woke up in disarray
Drowning in a tidal wave
Of dreams that made me proud
The thrill of working overtime
Trapped me like a valentine
Oh, I was living loud
Is there nothing I can say to you now
Love, I'm waiting
For the sky to fall
Come bring me home
To the Neverending
And we'll keep the flame
Between our palms
Come bring us home
To the Neverending
It's strange to touch your body here
I don't trade in the souvenirs
I keep behind my eyes
Part of me that seemed to need
To carve my name on anything
Somehow seemed to die
And underneath the canopy
I wonder if you'd stay with me
The last I'll ask for awhile
Love, I'm waiting
For the sky to fall
Come bring me home
To the Neverending
And we'll keep the flame
Between our palms
And bring us home
To the Neverending
And I close my eyes
Pretend it isn't there
I built my world on a wing and a prayer
And I close my eyes
Pretend it isn't there
I built my world on a wing and a prayer
Where the weather ends
And the earth begins
And we bend our eyes
To the massive sky
And the crash of light
And the breath of tide
And the mountains lean
Over everything
And our vision steams
Like a clouded dream
I can swear you'll find me there
I'm waiting
For the sky to fall
Come bring me home
To the Neverending
We'll keep the flame
Between our palms
And bring us home
To the Neverending
To the Neverending
To the Neverending
To the Neverending
To the Neverending
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8. |
(Impending Doom)
00:21
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - (Impending Doom):
We need to talk about the impending doom
It's the chaos theory we need to prove
It's the way of query
On the way to truth
It's the elephant
Elephant
The elephant of doom
Something like that
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9. |
No Help Coming
03:00
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - No Help Coming:
Touch your finger to the wind in the sky
Make a home out of mountainside
Shoot the can, take a bow
Find new language in a passing cloud
Do your best with the shirt I sew
Post the guards at the end of the road
No help coming
There is no help coming
No help coming
There is no help coming
Clear the stones from the forest trail
Free the corpses in the county jail
An old store, a glass break
Make a frisbee of the microwave
The beach at dawn
The hill by dusk
A straw to pick
For each of us
No help coming
There is no help coming
No help coming
There is no help coming
Ask around for the man to hire
Use the books to light a fire
A billboard for a sporting team
Pay me back in gasoline
A broken leg
A rabid dog
An empty camp
A filthy song
Chasing rabbits with a bowling pin
And if I don't come back
Take my children
No help coming
There is no help coming
No help coming
There is no help coming
No help coming
There is no help coming
No help coming
There is no help coming
No help coming
No help coming
No help coming
No help coming
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10. |
(In the Same Room)
00:33
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - (In the Same Room):
I don't want to die
But since we're in the same room
I don't want to die
Without kissing you
Find me when the roses remembered to bloom
Remember when the water reflected the moon
Remember the water
Remember the water
Remember the water
Remember the water
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11. |
Dead Money
02:49
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - Dead Money:
Hey
Let's talk about your innocence
Or, let's talk of someone else
Yet to be found
You can see
Grief aligns with happiness
It’s a simple step by step
Round by round
Give me your best breakdown
I will do you two or three twice as loud
Send in the real one now
Without the singing bird in your mouth
You shut me out
When you were lying in bed beside me
Grieving your dead money
I looked around
Thinking someone must have something
With a better ending
Hey
Let’s talk about the world to come
Looks like you’ll be needing some
Healthy doubt
I can see
Everyone is happy here
I don’t need to come too near
It's your town
And I recall the last time out
Things were sounding different from your mouth
And check in the rearview now
The objects come much closer here
Pound for pound for pound
You shut me out
When you were lying in bed beside me
Grieving your dead money
I looked around
Thinking someone must have something
With a better ending
You shut me out
When you were lying in bed beside me
Grieving your dead money
I looked around
Thinking someone must have something
With a better ending
Hey
Let’s talk about your innocence
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12. |
Advice
04:41
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - Advice:
I am the end
You're the path
From the start
You're the dance
I'm the pause
And the doubt
I am the home
You're the stone
And the match
I am the gift
You're the string
That's been attached
And you talk and talk
But it's all the same advice
And you had my back
But it turns out you're the knife
You're the church
Where my kids
Speak in tongues
You are the man
Who owns the man
With the gun
And you talk and talk
But it's all the same advice
And you had my back
But it turns out you're the knife
You're the ride
I'm the hair
In the wind
Wildlife
In the crash
At the end
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13. |
(Landmarks)
01:30
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - (Landmarks):
When the last of the landmarks have drowned
We spend a fortune repainting the ground
We look to the east and we finally found
The sun had come up without making a sound
I can't believe
But I don't want to give up on you yet
I can't believe
But I don't want to give up on you yet
I can't believe
But I don't want to give up on you yet
I can't believe
But I don't want to give up on you yet
I can't believe
But I don't want to give up on you yet
I can't believe
But I don't want to give up on you
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14. |
Not Burning Out
04:12
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - Not Burning Out:
They can take me to the station
But I'm not about to do my weigh-in
And I'm not the type for praying
Was never the way I related
I remember the days when
Nobody spoke about an ending
And it put me through my paces
Tryin' to find a way to face them
And now it's one for not burning out
Two for the pills I can't do without
Leave me in for another round
I'll be here when the lights go out
In a way I can see it now
Only thing that matters is the way you love
Edge of the heavens is a world of doubt
I'll be here when the lights go out
And in a sea of tiny faces
With panic and amazement
Courage made of clay and
Movements from basements
Someone kept singing, oh
The fear will make you crazy
And it's one for not burning out
Two for the pills I can't do without
Leave me in for another round
I'll be here when the lights go out
In a way I can see it now
Only thing that matters is the way you love
Edge of the heavens is a world of doubt
I'll be here 'till the lights go out
There's a pale light
Clear and cold out in the darkness
One place we call home
One for not burning out
Two for the pills I can't do without
Leave me alone for a solo bout
I'll be here 'till they knock me out
And in a way I can see it now
Only thing that matters is the way you love
Edge of the heavens is a world of doubt
I'll be here when the lights go out
And it's a one
And it's a one
It's a one
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15. |
(After You're Gone)
01:46
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Lyrics for The Fugitives - After You're Gone:
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
And I'll be here
Long after you're gone
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The Fugitives Vancouver, British Columbia
Formed in Vancouver in 2007, The Fugitives are a folk collective headed by songwriters Brendan McLeod and Adrian Glynn. The band has toured extensively in Europe & Canada, won multiple folk music awards and released 5 critically-acclaimed albums. Their latest release, Trench Songs, sets new music to soldiers' lyrics from WW1 and was accompanied by a theatrical performance film entitled 'Ridge". ... more
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