The Cat Empire
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Live On Earth

Released: 21/02/2009

Live On Earth, double live album The Latest release from THE CAT EMPIRE.

This Live double-album features 22 live recordings, from shows recorded all over the world. Melbourne, Montreal, Paris, London, New York and more… this is the closest you can come to having The Cat Empire live in your lounge room. Recorded in great venues, we have captured some of the bands best takes, in high quality sound, re-mixing and mastering it to make a cohesive experiential album – a summary of the best live moments spanning THE CAT EMPIRE career so far, 2001-2009.

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • Metro Theatre, Sydney NSW, Australia, Oct 19, 2007

    I left the house left the room with the foxy on my back
    And my supplies in a magic pack
    And I followed the sound of music
    Not up a hill … but down to an old wharf shack

    Inside I heard the trumpets call
    I salute to the champions on the wall
    And in the jazz of squalls and impassioned brawls she danced

    And the night she looked so fine to me
    Oh I am a man on an Odyssey
    And so tie me to the mast I must believe!

    Wow didi didi I just had to look
    I said wow didi didi how those hips they shook
    Eye patch tongue ring little black book
    Welcome fishies to my hook

    And the tiny chefs they waved their giant knives
    And the dark goumas they flicked dynamite
    Still I kept the sight of my desire

    And this one thing’s sure I made no apologies
    Lights dimmed but she shone like mythology
    And I must admit she felt so alive

    Chorus

    She waves for everybody down on the floor
    As if to pray to the gods of the festival
    And there we were in the depths of the wild below

    Her face so close I could taste the distant shores
    She whispered ‘wait for the trumpet’s call’
    It’s not exactly love it’s to adore

    Chorus

    The Empire Horns:
    Ross Irwin (Trumpet), Kieran Conrau (Trombone)

  • Triple J’s AWOL Concert, Burnie TAS, Australia, Oct 13, 2007

    The weekend is the weekend
    And it’s sunny in the park
    I’ll stay here with my beer and fish and chips till it gets dark
    I’ve got a lot of homework
    But homework he can wait
    I never start my homework till its already too late
    My parents say think about your future and my teachers say the same
    But it’s hard
    When there’s a basketball game in the park
    It’s 1998
    And everybody’s saying:
    “Harry, you’re going to be a lawyer some day…”
    It’s Monday bloody Monday
    And there’s two things I forgot
    I forgot to do my homework
    And I’ve only got one sock
    I’m halfway through a test
    But I just can’t concentrate
    I’m sitting next to Fontaine
    I want to ask her on a date
    I really want to start a conversation
    But each time she walks past
    I start choking on my pencil
    And fall flat on my ass
    I need to concentrate
    I have to get this grade
    Or I might fail to be a lawyer someday
    BRIDGE
    But just right now
    Can’ think of anything better to do
    Than just sit down at the piano and a write this tune
    And maybe later
    Maybe later in the afternoon
    I’ll sit back and relax
    And think of all the things I’m going to do…
    CHORUS
    Someday…
    I’ll buy an old car
    Someday…
    I’ll get that car to start
    Someday…
    I’ll learn how to drive too
    And then Someday…
    Imagine all the things I could do.
    (That was 1998 now
    Bring it forward to the present day now
    Cause some things have changed
    but some things never change)
    The weekend is the weekend
    And it’s sunny in the park
    I’ll stay here with my beer and fish ‘n’ chips till it gets dark
    I just saw Peter Parsons
    Who used to be in my class
    I always gave him wedgies cause I thought he worked too hard
    He said, “Harry, life is great –
    I feel so happy these days –
    I’m a litigation lawyer –
    So I got it made
    I’m going out with Fontaine
    Rememer her from tenth grade?
    I drive a Porsche so I can’t complain…”
    BRIDGE
    Shit! And look at me can’t think of anything better to do
    That just sit down at the piano and write this tune
    And maybe later
    Maybe later in the afternoon
    I’ll sit back and relax and think of all the things I’m going to do…
    CHORUS

  • Woodford Folk Festival, QLD, Australia, Dec 28, 2007

    [FELIX]
    It doesn’t matter what I say it doesn’t matter what I do
    It seems I’m going to have to change my look for you cos
    I’ve got two shoes but they’ve been walked too far
    And I think that we could float from evening to the stars
    When I see you in the distance with your friends
    I look around and then I look down at my threads
    It’s inappropriate that I should present like a
    Retired matador with unpaid rent
    So many nights I’m still thinking about you
    And so many nights you step in and I walk through
    So he doesn’t care except he still combs his hair
    So what am I supposed to do?
    I bought a suit and I bought a top hat
    And I put a red stripe down the side of my slacks
    Went to the barber got my hair cut high
    And I bought a ticket for the opera tonight
    But when and I see you your bodice and your pride
    It’s nice to greet you with an interrupted stride, besides
    You say ‘Good evening’ you don’t say ‘Goodnight’
    And I can’t deny that
    So many nights I’m still thinking about you
    And so many nights until I changed my suit
    And when I’m bare don’t need to comb my hair
    Cos I found what to do
    Put your waistcoat on
    So many nights …
    So many nights …
    Put your waistcoat on
    String Section:
    Su-Ying Aw (Viola), Robert John (Violin), Mark Zorz (Violin), Leah Hooper (Cello)

  • Iwaki Auditorium, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Oct 5, 2007

    [HARRY ANGUS]
    Girl in the park one day
    Killing all the bugs on the pavement
    Seems like she got a nasty streak
    But she does it in a beautiful way

    Like a bullet from a gun
    She sparks and then she runs
    The only thing she’s sure of
    Is that no one really understands

    Sometimes … talking about
    Things just seem so strange
    Lie awake in the lonely night
    Things just seem so strange

    Maybe it’s all prearranged
    Tears on an empty page
    Look out the window see the full moon bloom and
    This is what he says

    Don’t you worry
    When you feel so lonely, cos
    Everyone’s lonely
    They’re all crazy too
    Like their mothers
    Like their fathers
    Everyone’s crazy

    Sometimes she gets this way
    About her when she sways
    Slips into a liquid tune
    And vanishes away

    And it’s only for herself
    She can’t bring anyone else
    Everyone’s got a special box
    That they keep on a dusty shelf

    Such a beautiful dangerous thing
    Beautiful and strange
    Making love to the night itself
    Beautiful and strange

    Maybe it’s all prearranged
    Tears on an empty page
    Look out the window see the full moon bloom
    This is what he says

    Don’t you worry
    If people call you crazy cos
    Everyone’s crazy
    They’re all lonely too
    Like their mothers
    Like their fathers
    Everyone’s crazy
    Under a lonely moon

    The Empire Horns:
    Ross Irwin (Trumpet), Kieran Conrau (Trombone)

    String Section:
    Su-Ying Aw (Viola), Robert John (Violin), Mark Zorz (Violin), Leah Hooper (Cello)

  • Sidney Myer Music Bowl, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Feb 3, 2008

  • Trabendo, Paris, June 11, 2007

    Days Like These [F REIBL, H ANGUS, O McGILL]
    To the gods in the sky
    there’s one thing you can do
    you can send us some sun
    and we’ll play you this tune
    because sitting in our room
    lying down with a scoob
    and the sunshine
    through our window
    It’s days like these
    that make us happy
    like a puppy getting lucky
    with Lassie hassle-free
    hours passing by
    with the beat one two
    said it’s days like these kicking back
    just doing what we do
    Number one I’d find some
    loving in the sun
    with someone that can make me
    growl and hum say hmmm…
    a boom boom shak
    and the beat that she throw at me
    knocking me flat
    Number two
    I’d cruise where the grass is smooth
    and the sound of the sea
    is a dreamy melody
    snooze all afternoon
    till the night time wake me
    cos shakedown soon
    Number three
    I’d be dancing like a monkey up a tree
    find sweet simplicity
    by kissing my honey
    get funky like Bond
    when he’s played by Connery
    and get crafty
    like Don Corleone
    Four
    watching Oliver jam a little more
    remember the night when I saw
    what i never never never seen before
    Lavender wrestling a rich wild boar

    CHORUS
    HARRY’S NIGHT TIME RHYME
    And dirty hands
    I like them see
    they make the music that we play
    sound oh so sweet
    and my mother always made me eat broccoli
    and now look at me
    i’m as strong as can be
    so put some spice in my sauce
    honey in my tea
    an ace up my sleeve
    and a slinky plan b
    and most importantly
    my mad family
    they named me lucky
    and for that I’ll sing about
    days like these

  • Shepherds Bush Empire, London, UK, Aug 3, 2006

  • Metropolis, Montreal QC, Canada, Oct 5, 2006

    [F REIBL]
    I had nine lives but I lost all of them
    and I’ve been searching in the night
    and I’ve been searching in the rain
    I tried to find them
    but they disappeared
    they walked away they dressed in black
    they left my side and all I say
    is that I wasted time
    when I looked for them
    for now I know that things gone past
    are never to be found again
    no never never again
    I had nine lives
    but lost all of them
    I had a plan
    but never finished it
    and I’ve been searching for the thought
    and I’ve been searching in a haze
    I try all days
    to remember it
    but now the blueprint in my mind has gone
    my mind forgot the colour of direction
    and my eyes they see the hands
    that could have built
    that could have constructed
    the empire in my mind
    the empire
    I’ll never find
    I had a plan
    but that was where it ended

  • Bowery Ballroom, New York NY, USA, Feb 13, 2007

    [F REIBL, H ANGUS]
    And for all of the sweet loving that
    I have received
    in the sun in the rain
    by the moon by the sea
    there is one time that I’m thinking of
    one time where one woman
    did knock me off my feet
    and my knees were shaking
    and my jaw was dropping
    and my eyes were squinting
    and my smile was growing
    and my pants were bulging
    and my hands were sweating
    and my chest was beating
    so I cry ‘excuse me,
    what is the secret to your song?’
    Cause when you’re walking along
    when you’re walking along…
    Your legs are a melody my hands
    would like to play
    and your hips are a note
    that does take me away
    and your face and your eyes and your hair
    and your waist and your smile
    drive me to distraction
    she turned and she gave the evil eye
    ‘why thankyou’ she said
    then she sigh ‘ah there’s one thing
    I think you failed to mention…’
    ‘What?’ I said then she said
    ‘It’s the rhythm you forgot’
    and right then I knew what was what
    and she snuck to my lips
    and she kissed them
    said ‘young man
    I’ll show you some rhythm’
    And she’ll show you some rhythm
    And since then ha
    the rhythm’s been running through my veins
    in my thoughts in my eyes
    in my head it’s insane
    it’s the thing that does drive me
    to scream
    on the street when I think of some
    places it’s taken me
    I feel horny when I thinking of some of that rhythm in my mind
    what she gave what she gives to me
    all of the time
    say a little bit of sweet loving in your day
    all my friends know it keeps the
    bad thoughts away
    so sing with your hips my baby
    when you’re dancing to this tune
    and when this tune is through
    we’ll sneak to some place
    and continue to…
    say sing with your hips my baby
    when you’re dancing to this tune
    and when this tune is through
    we’ll sneak to some place and
    continue to –
    she said I’ll show you some rhythm
    And she’ll show you some rhythm

  • Sidney Myer Music Bowl, Melbourne VIC,Australia, Feb 3, 2008H ANGUS]

    Song and melodies change and change
    and sway
    but they still stay the same
    the songs that we sung when the dark days come
    are the songs that we sung when we chased them away
    if I ever found a pot of gold
    I’d buy bottles untold of the nectar of the vines
    I’m going to die with a twinkle in my eye
    ‘cause I sung songs spun stories loved laughed and drank wine
    Tomorrow is another day
    the cats are out to play, to play
    that old rusty spaceship wants to sail
    into the milky way again
    on a river of red red wine
    Run…
    (let’s have some)
    Fun…
    (we’ll)
    Drink…
    (a toast to the)
    Sun…
    In summer the bushfires rage and rage
    and rage
    on such beautiful days
    and we fight them with water that runs through the cracks
    water we’re desperately trying to save
    so I’ll just live on wine and water my vines
    and sleep on the wind with the fires right behind
    and sing on the beaches and dance through the night
    oh we’ll cry ‘pass the wine, pass the wine, pass the wine’
    Run…
    (let’s have some)
    Fun…
    (we’ll)
    Drink…
    (a toast to the)
    Sun…
    Oh what a beautiful day today!
    today’s a day to celebrate
    grab your bucket, grab your spade
    we’re heading down to Half Moon Bay
    I saw a plane go into a cloud
    I’m drunk I’m happy I’m singing and loud
    two o’clock in the arvo, but hey that’s allowed…
    I’m having a good time and of that I am proud

  • Iwaki Auditorium, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Oct 5, 2007

    And when it happens it’s like
    honey and pain
    horns in the rain
    misty seas and mysteries
    a dog with no name
    it’s that time again
    not sure if I’m sleeping
    but the vision’s as clear
    as fog on the pier
    someone fishing aimlessly
    a thought’s an idea
    a sound is an ear
    and gods with none believing
    being chased by the lamb
    a knife in its hand
    looked down from that mountain
    saw the moon get a tan
    on the beach with no sand
    something came and something ran
    to make up my mind
    is it bleak or it fine?
    She looked a little doubtful
    smirked and said it’s divine
    to light with no lime
    sometimes
    Oh it’s too late I can’t stop
    moving my mouth
    I’ll shush but I’ll shout
    something’s got a hold of me
    those words coming out
    like froth on a stout
    dreamboat’s sailing into
    stormy weather I see
    salty debris
    cows and tigers jumping at some
    mad dignity
    but passionately we’ll be
    oh finding
    ways without words
    to sing and to purr
    loving without declarations
    stuttered and slurred
    elephants blurred
    nerves resisting urges serve
    to speak with no sight
    a bat taking flight
    only to find tooth marks
    in that sex dynamite
    my girl’s got a bite
    that’s right

  • Metro Theatre, Sydney NSW, Australia, Oct 19, 2007

    [F, REIBL]
    This is a song that came upon me
    one night
    when the news it had been telling me
    about one more war and one more fight
    and ‘aeh’ I sighed but then
    I thought about my friends
    then I wrote this declaration
    just in case the world end
    Our guns
    we shot them in the things we said
    ah we didn’t need no bullets
    cos we rely on some words instead
    kill someone in argument
    outwit them with our brains
    and we’d kill ourselves laughing
    at the funny things we’d say
    And bombs
    we had them saved for special times
    when the crew would call a shakedown
    we break down a party landmine
    women that so sexy
    they explode us with their looks
    ah we blowing up some speakers
    jumping round till the ground shook
    And missiles
    they were the roadtrips that we launched
    t-t-tripping across this island
    starting missions at the break of dawn
    yawn and smile say
    ‘what direction shall we take?’
    ‘Somewhere where it warm and wet’
    this be the route we’d always take and
    Our weapons were our instruments
    made from timber and steel
    we never yielded to conformity
    but stood like kings
    in a chariot that’s riding on a
    record wheel
    And our airforce flying
    when the frisbee in the sky
    have a session while we’re smoking
    now we’re feeling extra high
    and we’d sneak into a carpark
    with the skaties on our back
    and we’re flying down the levels howling
    ‘on the attack now on the attack’
    And battles
    they happened in these dancehalls
    see we’d rather fight with music
    choosing one the rhythm war
    battle at these shakedowns
    and we battle at these gigs
    we do battle in our bedrooms
    made some sweet love to the beat
    Then our allies grew
    wherever we would roam
    see whenever we’re together
    any stranger feel at home
    in a way we are an army
    but this army not destruct
    no instead we’re doing simple things
    good loving find it run amuck
    This be a declaration
    written about my friends
    it’s engraved into this song
    so they know I’m not forgetting them
    see maybe if the world contained
    more people like these
    then the news would not be telling me
    about all that warfare endlessly and
    Our weapons were our instruments
    made from timber and steel
    we never yielded to conformity
    but stood like kings
    in a chariot that’s riding on
    a record wheel

  • Triple J’s AWOL Concert, Burnie TAS, Australia, Oct 13, 2007

  • Metro Theatre, Sydney NSW, Australia, Oct 18, 2007

    If frisy hair was a metaphor
    for festival time
    then this woman is a goddess
    of that festival shrine, met her
    – at a jam
    in that garden of sorts
    I must confess god bless
    some impure thoughts
    “show us the money”
    was the call of the night
    but no money could have bought
    even a piece of her pride, there might
    have been a sea of people
    I don’t know, because
    all I could see
    was how this woman she glowed so
    -Aeh it’s a pleasure to meet you
    ya look like one incredible creature
    wanna treat you fine
    lets dance and grind
    get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
    you’re divine you’re sublime
    and well you blow my mind
    She caterpillar so good
    that all the greeks go “killa”
    break and enter take ya like a glass of milk
    then “spill ya”
    saw her coming what a scene
    what I mean is
    she got that sex coffee beam
    but she tastes like vanilla
    well alright she ignite
    when we hit the floor
    like the vroom on a V8 super commodore
    now if it makes a good story
    well it’s just worthwhile
    with her’s like dealing stories
    in that sprinkla style and so
    -Aeh it’s a pleasure to meet you
    ya look like one incredible creature
    wanna treat you fine
    lets dance and grind
    get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
    you’re divine you’re sublime
    and well you blow my mind

  • Triple J’s AWOL Concert, Burnie TAS, Australia, Oct 13, 2007

    [F REIBL]
    Walking down the street
    with some evil in my eye
    and some thoughts in my head
    that were making me feel high
    on my head was a hoodi
    in my ears was some bass
    was walking by my dog
    when I saw that sexy face
    come towards me
    with a little cheeky smile
    if she was a phone
    I’d pick her up and dial
    the fire brigade
    or zero zero zero
    she stopped me in my tracks
    and I said ‘mmm hchello hchello…’
    I was sleeping in the sand
    with some dreams in my head
    that were causing an extension
    to the towel and my bed
    and the waves were rolling
    like the curves on those legs
    of a sweet beach bella
    with that centrefold spread
    in the midst of the slumber
    I heard some footsteps creeping
    and I woke to discover
    the woman I’d been dreaming
    she knelt down beside
    said ‘can I share your pillow?’
    I rolled over and I said
    ‘well hchello hchello…’
    Some like money making
    some like cars
    and some like the houses
    with the rooftop spas
    and some like to gossip
    about some rich sugar daddies
    but me and my friends
    we like the golden brown honeys
    and some like watching people
    living on TV
    that’s a little strange
    if you’re asking me
    cos I like to eat and laugh
    and **** and play down low
    these are the things I know
    well hchello hchello…
    Welcome to this night
    welcome to this song
    welcome to these rhymes
    that be going on and on
    welcome to the empire
    and the funky empire tunes
    but most of all welcome
    to the bellas in this room…
    well hchello hchello

  • Metropolis, Montreal QC, Canada, Oct 5, 2006

  • Metropolis, Montreal QC, Canada, Oct 5, 2006

  • Iwaki Auditorium, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Oct 4, 2007

    One day one woman asked him
    ‘what do you to survive?’
    he said ‘oh my dear listen here’
    and this is what he cried
    On my feet I wear two shoes for dancing
    ‘dancing to be free’
    my feet they’re paying tribute to
    the Bobby Marley legacy
    My knees they’ve got some cuts and bruises
    from skating all my days
    when i’m skating with my friends
    my troubles drift away
    I say my legs they’re wearing baggy pants
    I like to move around
    cos getting down and jumping up
    these are some good things that I found
    Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
    boom shak the empire be rising
    Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
    boom shak we making some lovin
    Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
    boom shak the greedy men running
    Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
    boom shak got two shoes for dancin
    My waist it’s got a slinky belt
    with a clip that’s quick to open
    because loving is the sweetest thing
    and from my waist it happen
    And my stomachs got some tasty food
    that’s making me feel good
    cos sharing some meals is something
    i wish the world could do
    And my chest it wears a singlet
    ah my chest it beating proud
    my chest suggest I am a man
    that no institution can knock down
    And around my neck is superstition
    hanging from a chain
    because i’ve got my gods but in the end
    I make my own way
    CHORUS
    My mouth it’s got a great big smile
    that shows some great big teeth
    to friends it brings a happiness
    and to enemies it means defeat
    And my eyes they’ve got some vision
    that can see through many lies
    ah my eyes they look for better things
    the better things to see in life
    And my ears are wearing head phones
    that do play my favourite songs
    not music i’m told to like
    but the songs that make me dance along
    Cos on my feet are shoes for dancing
    ‘dancing to be free’
    my feet they’re paying tribute to
    the bobby marley legacy

  • Woodford Folk Festival, QLD, Australia, Dec 28, 2007

    I’ve got a key
    And a piece of paper in my pocket deep
    In my pocket piece of paper and a key
    as I wander through the street
    War is there a war
    or is there isn’t a war anymore?
    Somebody told me that nothing is for sure
    Can you hear the ocean roar
    On each street is a tree
    In the distance the desert sleeps
    Sometimes a sigh is a song
    And a breath is a melody
    Oceans rise and oceans fall
    So just what does tomorrow mean?
    I give smile a give a song
    For one moment’s eternity
    Na na na na na na na na na na na
    Na na na na na na na na na
    Na na na na na na na na na na na
    Na na na na na na na na na
    Oh but it’s some mob
    Some mob that brought me here I know it is my job
    To seek my fortune Nanna thank you for this mob
    Remember you now you are gone
    If I went away
    Tropical island somewhere sunny every day
    But everyone I ever cared about remained
    Would I tan or would I fade?
    So every morning he wake
    Spend his day at the daybreak
    And every spoonful he take
    Be of something his own make
    Mountains rise and mountains fall
    So just what does forever mean?
    I give a smile I give a song
    For one moment’s eternity
    CHORUS

  • Sidney Myer Music Bowl, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Feb 3, 2008And though you’d like to hear a song

    That sings everything’s all right
    The temperature is warm
    The fire horses sleep
    So gently comes the night

    Now close your eyes and stare
    The ground they’re on is bare
    But once it was as deep
    And wild as giants’ dreams
    It’s no longer there

    And all of our desires
    Could mirror skies with flames
    And smoke out heaven’s halls
    Who was that you called?
    They’re no longer there

    Here it goes again …

    What would you leave behind when all your fields are dead
    When your territories are dried out and your cities drowned and swept?
    What would you leave behind when those who bear your name
    Are born in that place that you wrecked?
    What would you leave behind when you’re no longer there?

    Would you sail to distant shores
    And hide within the haze?
    Softly close your door
    Pretend the world was saved
    And wait for heaven’s call?

    Or would you turn and face the sea
    And calm decide you care?
    There’s chance but if you dare
    And swift as honour’s steeds
    Before it’s no longer there

    Here it goes again …

    Chorus

    To deny or to despair
    They’re really just the same
    And everything between
    It means we have to change
    Cos when a one forgets
    Their world begins to fade
    And all the shapes and shades
    That made their colours see
    Well they suddenly turn grey
    Then they’re no longer there

    String Section:
    Su-Ying Aw (Viola), Robert John (Violin), Mark Zorz (Violin), Leah Hooper (Cello)

    Slide Guitar:
    John Porter

  • – Sidney Myer Music Bowl, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Feb 3, 2008

    [HARRY ANGUS]
    Something
    Something kissed my lips
    Something
    Something brushed my fingertips
    The north binds battle
    In the car park
    And the darkness
    Is the darkness

    Somewhere
    The night is on the run
    With a bottle of ouzo
    And a rusty gun
    The north wind
    Is like a Spanish Guitar
    Soaked in petrol
    Burning on the bar

    Let the dead raise their heads
    And the dying leave their beds

    She didn’t believe what her mama said
    And she clambered out the window in the darkness

    And behind you in the night
    A million dogs come out to fight …

    It’s the empire that be rising rising
    Rising through the night …

    Something
    Something give me strength
    I’m burning
    Burning on the brink
    The north wind
    Is like cinnamon and wine
    And the darkness
    Is the darkness

    String Section:
    Su-Ying Aw (Viola), Robert John (Violin), Mark Zorz (Violin), Leah Hooper (Cello)

  • Sidney Myer Music Bowl, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Feb 3, 2008

    [FELIX]

    I climb the ladder of those black and white keys
    They take me out and into places some are real and some imaginary
    And though she sways between a mystery and light
    She walks with me, she walks with me alone into the night

    Tonight I see the sunny moon is rising again
    Three seasons passed since you were here then disappeared a friend
    Yet now exploded from its dreams back in that place oh how it beams
    And I see that you were glowing in the shadows
    And you’ve been here all along
    Ah you never left my side and now I feel my arms grow
    Stronger

    You may forget the details and you can forget the dates but never
    Forget the moment when the night revealed her face
    To be poor by lack of money but by god be rich in prize
    I found my youth’s desire dark within her eyes
    And the tent kept breathing something and then she cried –
    ‘Hold on we’re going somewhere else tonight’
    We’re going somewhere else tonight baby yeh!

    And my friends they are the heroes of the loneliness that’s life
    And though everyone has a weakness only some they are defiant
    While most of us can see only a few have the gift of sight
    Would you walk with me
    Would you walk with me alone into the night?

    The sun is set

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