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I Saw the Light
03:18
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I saw the light, I saw the light, I saw the light.
Freed me from the shadows of my mind.
I saw the light, I saw the light, I saw the light.
And it takes me over.
So many lonely days I wondered in the dark.
Scrambling and stumbling for a heart.
From this claustrophobic closet I depart.
Before it takes me over.
Engulfed by a swamp of pain. Blown out on the trail again tonight.
Engulfed by a swamp of pain. Blown out on the trail again tonight.
I saw the light, I saw the light, I saw the light.
Cleaning out the windows of my mind.
I saw the light, I saw the light, I saw the light.
Now my eyes are open.
Lately I’ve been feeling lost inside.
Landed in another place in time.
Close the door and leave it all behind.
Now I’m starting over.
Swallowed by a tidal wave. Rode the crest got washed away tonight.
Swallowed by a tidal wave. Rode the crest got washed away tonight.
I saw the light, I saw the light, I saw the light.
Freed me from the shadows of my mind.
I saw the light, I saw the light, I saw the light.
And it takes me over.
Now my eyes are open.
Now I’m starting over.
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Out the Window
03:44
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These feelings would not go away.
My Dad told me real men never cry.
There ain’t no looking back or else your dreams go floating out the window.
I’ve spoken words that I regret.
I’ve done things I’d give the world to change.
There ain’t no looking back or else the wind blows your dreams right out the window.
But you make me feel alive.
You saved me from a pull so strong it could stop the stars from shining.
I bottled everything inside.
My Dad told me men are not afraid.
You cannot change the past or else your dreams go flying out the window.
You should forgive you should forget.
Nothing really matters anyway.
There ain’t no turning back or else your dreams go flying out the window.
But you make me feel alive.
You saved me from a pull so strong it could stop the stars from shining.
There ain’t no looking back.
There ain’t no looking back.
There ain’t no looking back.
There ain’t no looking back.
There ain’t no looking back or else your dreams go floating out the window.
There ain’t no looking back or else your dreams go floating out the window.
There ain’t no looking back or else your dreams go floating out the window.
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3. |
Crying in the Rain
03:50
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Woke up in the gutter, I lost everything I own.
I heard all the women who loved me so, they left me all alone.
Burning in pain. Crying in the rain.
As I hit rock bottom I begin to contemplate.
All I can do is struggle through and curse the hand of fate.
I've myself to blame. Crying in the rain.
Every raindrop soaks me to the bone. Every teardrop is soothing my soul.
In my darkest hour I would scream in the night.
I didn't dare to dream because I didn't have the right.
It’s my secret shame. Crying in the rain.
Every raindrop soaks me to the bone. Every teardrop is soothing my soul
But I've got a feeling that I'll be fine. I won't let anybody get in my way.
This building isn't burning but I'm on fire.
I won’t go down in flames. I won’t go down in flames.
As I started sinking, someone stole the sun.
That’s when I got to thinking 'bout the bad things that I've done.
Poison and pain. Crying in the rain. Crying in the rain.
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4. |
Wash Me Away
03:55
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I saw you walking in the street. I thought that we would never meet.
And now I’m trouble from what might have been.
Like shadows in the trees. We dreamed of what would be.
And now I’m troubled and I cannot see.
I’m waiting for the rain babe, waiting for the rain to come.
I’m waiting for the rain to wash me away.
I’m waiting for the rain to wash me away.
You turned around and walked away. You let me go and set me free.
And now I’m troubled for another day.
I’m waiting for the rain babe, waiting for the rain to come.
I’m waiting for the rain to wash me away.
I’m waiting for the rain to come and douse these flames of mine.
I’m waiting for the rainbow, waiting for the sun to shine.
You left me high and dry. You left without a reason why.
And now I’m troubled under a stormy sky.
So what do you want from me? And what is it that you see?
Cause now I’m troubled and down on my knees.
I’m waiting for the rain babe, waiting for the rain to come.
I’m waiting for the rain to wash me away.
I’m waiting for the rain to come and douse these flames of mine.
I’m waiting for the rainbow, waiting for the sun to shine.
I’m waiting for the rain to come and douse these flames of mine.
I’m waiting for the rainbow, waiting for the sun to shine.
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Queen of Spades
03:42
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A velvet morning rising star shines through Saturn’s rings.
The angel Gabrielle had fell and broken both her wings.
The night was black with an evil eye. She threw daggers at me.
With the Jack of hearts and the queen of spades she stole all my money.
This demon girl is lost beyond control. She’ll break your heart and steal your soul
The gambling wheel was quickly shutdown when she pulled out a gun.
She fired a bullet into the sky and pierced a hole in the sun.
The cavalry came and the Sheriff’s men were told to take her down.
A poker player with a code to the vault, she was not to leave the town.
With high heel boots and looks-to-kill, and wit as sharp as steel.
She looked into the law-makers eyes and they began to kneel.
This demon girl is lost beyond control. She’ll break your heart and steal your soul.
Billy-bob was a deputy, he was green as the grass in spring.
He worked all hours that God did send to buy his girl that ring.
And Gabrielle took a .45 and put it to his head.
He fell into her big brown eyes and took her hand instead.
This demon girl is lost beyond control. She’ll break your heart and steal your soul.
They picked up a Chevy 59 and drove it through the night.
But hard on their tail were the boys in blue, for they had crossed a line.
There’s no way out and they’re cornered in at a cliff on the edge of town.
She put her foot on the gas pedal and they were going down.
This demon girl is lost beyond control. She’ll break your heart and steal your soul.
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6. |
Lilies
02:48
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Poison picture painted on the wall of life.
Sugar coated bullets on my mind at midnight.
Remembered I started drinking to forget, but I lost all track of time.
Bitter is forgiveness in my state of mind.
Words are puzzle pieces spoken sharp as I find.
Bold is the brass of my crimes.
Five times a lover, six times I made you cry.
Standing in the middle of a paradise of my own pain.
You gotta give a little up for every pretty piece that you gain.
Stuck inside these mid-town blues but I’ve gotta keep holding on.
Broken ballerina in a jewellery box.
Memory prints forever polaroid at sunrise.
Too much to resist, lose money hand over my fist to the tumbling dice.
Monday morning rush down a dead-end street.
I cut off all my toes to try spite my feet.
Carrying the cross of my crimes.
Tell me how many more times to say goodbye.
Standing in the middle of a paradox of my own pain.
You gotta give a little up for every pretty piece that you gain.
Stuck inside these mid-town blues.
Write your name upon the slate.
But don’t you dare leave lilies on my grave.
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7. |
Dark is the Night
03:06
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Dark is the night. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Step out of the shadows and into the light. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Someday soon I’ll be released. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Dark is the night. Honey won’t you wait for me.
I can’t imagine starting over without you by my side.
Dark is the night. Honey won’t you wait for me.
I got busted in Bosten, caught up in a fight. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Riding the railroad through the night. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Dark is the night. Honey won’t you wait for me.
I can’t picture no other lover keeping me satisfied.
Dark is the night. Honey won’t you wait for me.
You’re on my mind but out of sight. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Now’s the time to return. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Dark is the night. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Dark is the night. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Step out of the shadows and into the light. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Someday soon I’ll be released. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Dark is the night. Honey won’t you wait for me.
Honey won’t you wait for me.
Honey won’t you wait for me.
Honey won’t you wait for me.
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8. |
Coupe DeVille
02:58
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I sold my soul for a coupe deville.
Saved up all my money and my dollar bills.
But a redneck suffragette, trash-talking train wreck, took off with my wheels and my honky-tonk shoes.
I followed her down to the penny arcade - a misleading masquerade.
But the psychotic, neurotic, dirty dancing woman pulled me in a tug of war, but I had to let go
I bit my tongue and I swallowed my pride. The crimson dynamo took me for a ride.
But the law breaking, drug taking, God forsaken girl’s shaking- crocodile tears won’t wash with me.
She brought me back my automobile. She gave me the keys and I grabbed the wheel.
But the bloodsucking, nunchucking, prima donna, if-you-wanna, told me not to pick a fight that you’re gonna lose.
Low-life, honey pie, sweet as lemon, cold as ice.
Love-struck, for a ride, dump truck, on the side.
Blond hair, evil eye, pick your pocket on the sly.
Quick fix, nip-n-tuck, supersonic pick-me-up.
Low-life, honey pie, sweet as lemon, cold as ice.
Love-struck, for a ride, dump truck, on the side.
Blond hair, evil eye, pick your pocket on the sly.
Quick fix, nip-n-tuck, supersonic pick-me-up.
Redneck suffragette, trash-talking train wreck.
One shade short of crazy with a copy of the evening news.
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9. |
Quicksilver Blues
03:35
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Walking 'round in circles, I don't do straight lines.
Walking 'round in circles, I don't do straight lines.
I trip the light fantastic and walk the moonlight mile.
I'm stuck in a black hole. I've got heart and some soul.
But I just need someone to shine a light on me.
And break my chains and honey set me free.
Looking for my baby. She keeps passing me by.
Looking for my baby. She keeps passing me by.
She'll be walking 'round in circles and I don't know why.
Walking 'round in circles, I don't do straight lines.
Walking 'round in circles, I don't do straight lines.
I trip the light fantastic and walk the moonlight mile.
I give up. I fall down. I can't swim. I may drown.
In a sea of sorrow before the end of the day.
But I just need someone to chase my blues away.
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10. |
The Man with no Heart
03:27
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Whatever happened to our sweet song? Where did the love go, how did things go so wrong?
Bitter sweet memories of a love that’s grown cold, I’ll be hurting this Christmas without you to hold.
But somehow I swallow my pain. You use words like weapons to wound me again.
But now I'm calling out, falling apart.
I'm this close to crying, but still I keep trying to be the man with no heart.
Whatever happened to a bond so strong? Like a winter rose when the summer has gone.
I still keep those memories of you and our past. And I curse the fortune teller who said we would last.
But now I shiver inside. You know how to hurt me and pierce my pride.
But now I'm calling out, falling apart.
I'm this close to crying, but still I keep trying to be the man with no heart.
You know what, I'm thinking of going out drinking and washing my blues away.
I kid myself baby, that someday maybe you will come back and stay.
It’s a long and winding road and I'm out in the snow. Nobody loves me and I've nowhere to go.
I play the past in my head, think of things that I should have said. But now it’s too late and you're gone.
But hold on, my tears inside, you know how to hurt me and paralyse my pride.
But now I'm calling out, falling apart.
As you look back over your frozen shoulder, you’ll just see the man with no heart.
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The sun rolls round again for another day.
As I survey the scene and stalk my prey.
A grave misunderstanding spotted truths in a murky vale.
Stand up straight and open your eyes. Believe my lies. It’s what I live for.
It’s what I live for.
Every day’s another stepping stone.
Every night’s another winding road.
I wonder where it all went wrong.
Now the devil sings my song.
I’m a thick skin lover with the tongue of a mother and the hide of a crocodile.
A lion under friendly skies. Through the shades I smile. It’s what I live for.
It’s what I live for.
It’s what I live for.
Sitting on top of the world.
High time on the mid-afternoon.
Walking to the beat of a different drum.
No one here to tell me what to do.
Or give me a good talking-to.
I’m a long time tripper and they don’t come hipper than this careless charming man.
With my head in the clouds and my feet in the dirt. I don’t care. It’s what I live for.
It’s what I live for.
It’s what I live for.
It’s what I live for.
Sitting on top of the world.
Sitting on top of the world.
Sitting on top of the world.
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12. |
Cannonball
03:46
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Once in a while when the sky opens up and all the rainclouds vanish in thin air.
Should I say goodbye or should I wave hello to all the future has to hold for me.
Faster than a cannonball. Rolling with the thunder, into the darkness of the night.
You just kind of wasted all of my precious time like shadow puppets dancing in the light.
Looking through the backyard of my life I can see that I only had my mind to lose.
Growing up and falling down, I guess I learned the hard that I’m free to be anything I choose.
Faster than the speed of light. Blowing like a hurricane, only to be swallowed by the sea.
You just kind of stole secrets from my wishing well without a second thought for me.
Every now and then when my dreams run away and the moon eclipses the sun.
I hope I find the courage and the strength to fight for my freedom and all of my beliefs.
Faster than a cannonball. Rolling with the thunder, into the darkness of the night.
You just kind of wasted all of my precious time like shadow puppets dancing in the light.
When my tomorrows outnumber my yesterdays and memories are dirt tracks in my mind.
I’d rather be a signpost in a world full of weather vanes in so easily swayed by mankind.
Faster than the speed of light. Blowing like a hurricane, only to be swallowed by the sea.
You just kind of stole secrets from my wishing well without a second thought for me.
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The Quicksilver Kings Hull, UK
Acoustic trio weaving elements of country, blues and pop over vintage rootsy
songwriting.
New album out 2023...
"Every once in a while you’ll come across a group of musicians that inspire you to find every scrap of music that they have created – The Quicksilver Kings is one of those groups." Jampshere Magazine.
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