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A New Life In A New Town
02:24
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Can't you see?
This town it holds no more for me.
I have to leave,
Find somewhere to breathe.
Colours turn to grey,
The smile's rubbed off the clown.
Run away to start a
New life in a new town
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Strawberry Street
03:58
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Strawberry Street,
People greet you in the morning every day
On Strawberry Street,
People speak to you but have nothing to say
In the evening, feel uncertain
Passing judgement through the curtains
On anyone who walks down Strawberry Street
On Strawberry Street,
There's a sense of inevitable defeat.
On Strawberry Street,
It's impossible to ever be discreet
Living life under the microscope
To see how all the neighbours cope
In a wall-less house on Strawberry Street
They drink themselves to sleep at night
To forget what they could have been.
Drown their dreams in alcohol
And if we meet on Strawberry Street,
Our lives would also be ground down
We'd work and strive, but lose the drive,
To ever leave this town...
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Robin
02:56
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Down the road by the riverside,
A lovely robin bird resides.
Watching people pass him by,
With a look of wonderment.
Lies upon a lilly leaf,
Stares at us in disbelief,
Ruining our happiness,
With problems in our head.
We walked into the robin's home,
Tried to make the world our own.
Lying face-to-face
Barely an inch apart
And in this perfect moment,
We both still refuse to kiss,
Thinking of what was
And what could never be again
Robin bird,
Take a bow,
You have no idea how much I envy you right now
Down the road by the riverside,
A robin saw our story end.
She will always be my love,
And I will always be her friend
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"Do Not Be Afraid"
03:30
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When I left the bubble,
I had a dream,
Of playing to hundreds,
On the music scene,
In Edinburgh.
I'd circle the city,
Just me and my guitar.
Playing to drunkards,
Propped up at the bar,
Who have no idea where they are..
But life as a dreamer,
Soon has it's pearls.
When the warmth of fantasy,
Collides with a world,
Too cold to understand
And life in the city's,
As cold as a stone.
Watching the dust gather,
On the phone.
Sitting alone
When sunlight's a privilege,
And company's rare.
No one to talk to,
And no-one to share.
And nobody cares..
But on the corner of Albert Street,
In a place where coffee's made,
It says 'Do Not Be Afraid'
Painted on yellow,
In a gorgeous violet shade,
It says 'Do Not Be Afraid'
I try to walk by there,
Once every day.
To drive all my doubts and fears away,
So I won't be afraid
So I won't be afraid
So I won't be afraid
Do not be afraid
Do not be afraid
Do not be afraid
Do not be afraid
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Mr Wishart Edinburgh, UK
Mr Wishart is an acoustic guitarist/singer-songwriter/audio engineer/producer/casual physicist. He's been playing his own tunes for the last 2-3 years, playing numerous memorable gigs about the various bars and dives in Edinburgh and Glasgow. His music is solo, with a use of a loop pedal to add various sound effects or allow multiple guitar lines to weave in and out. ... more
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