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Solitude
02:09
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Emerging either from within the moment or the hour though scarce constrained by it
Precious times of silence which words can only annihilate with their uttering
Eagerly I seize upon its moment of emerging
In crowded hours I await the introcosmic return
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Everywhere I Go
02:49
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I still expect to see you
Everywhere I go
I search each and every face
But you aren't there
By night sometimes you come to me
Then slip away
Leaving me to find myself
Alone in this world again
To wake and to wander
Searching strangers' eyes
And hoping once more to meet with you
If only in my dreams
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When you first venture into the stranger's land
Or when you first venture into history
All that you see is that which was hidden
In you reflecting through the centuries
This world is a harsh teacher
It has taught me most of what I know
Only by seeing through oneself into the stranger's eyes
Only by seeing through oneself into the deepest past
Can one begin to know oneself
And see things as they truly are
This world is a harsh teacher
It has taught me most of what I know
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Hometown Girl
02:59
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It's been years now
Since I strolled down
These tree-lined streets of my hometown
Despite the many changes
That have taken place
This nostalgic feeling still remains
But tell me have you seen a dark-eyed girl
Lost in the spell of the flowers, enchanted by the trees
Pearl-white like starlight, she floated into my world
Like a near-forgotten remnant of an autumn dream
She was ever alone
But what wild hopes
The sight of her filled me with all those years ago
Half-fused in my mind
With Byron's beauty of the night
Of cloudless climes and tender light
Tell me have you seen a dark-eyed girl
Lost in the spell of the flowers, enchanted by the trees
Pearl-white like starlight, she floated into my world
Like a near-forgotten remnant of an autumn dream
I don't think I ever even heard her speak
I don't think she ever even noticed me
Tell me have you seen a dark-eyed girl
Lost in the spell of the flowers, enchanted by the trees
Pearl-white like starlight, she floated into my world
Like a near-forgotten remnant of an autumn dream
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Love Myself
03:17
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Can you tell me what it's like to be at home among the gentle people?
Can you tell me what it's like not to struggle with yourself every waking second?
I'm trying to love myself, but man it can be hard
I'm trying to live with myself, trying to find peace in my heart
You better believe I have my share of problems
Enough to keep me occupied in their fixing the rest of my life
I'm trying to love myself, but man it can be hard
I'm trying to live with myself, trying to find peace in my heart
Thank god for sleep
That nightly relief
To bathe coolly in
The ancestral deep
I'm trying to love myself, but man it can be hard
I'm trying to live with myself, trying to find peace in my heart
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Down & Out
02:52
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I see her see me and she won't look away
Glued straight onto me the second I rolled into the place
Her eyes are saying 'lift me up out of this life I lead'
But I only see my shame reflecting coldly back at me
'Cause laughter sounds callous when you're down & out
When I feel this way I don't wanna be around
You don't know me girl, all you know is my face
You don't know my world, you don't know my pain
'Cause laughter sounds callous when you're down & out
When I feel this way I don't wanna be around
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Not At Home
03:05
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I find my place at the darkened borderline
Unable to enter, unable to go inside
I'm not quite here
I'm not at home
What I seek, I must seek alone
Yeah, what I seek, I must seek alone
A stranger and a fool, I am hardly even there
Distracted, distant, and unreachable, with a vacant burning stare
I'm not quite here
I'm not at home
What I seek, I must seek alone
Yeah, what I seek, I must seek alone
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Sosruko New Plymouth, New Zealand
The strange circumstances around Sosruko's birth fixed his lot in this world as an outsider, fated to wander from place to place, often a fool, often a stranger, knowing many guises and playing many games.
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