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The Gloomiest Sunday
04:15
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-The Gloomiest Sunday-
Hush; all the bustle; I’m sleeping today; go,
Open the windows let me drift away,
Hush all the music; I’m dancing no more; no,
I can’t get up; from off of the floor…
Silence the crow as she circles my mind,
Flying with vultures; she awaits my demise,
Silence the cockerel; I will not arise; no,
This day was over; before it arrived…
This is the gloomiest Sunday,
I’m just sleeping to keep out the pain,
This is the gloomiest Sunday,
Since you went; every day’s been the same.
Hush all the laughter; I don’t see the joke,
Joy has forsaken me; stuck in my throat,
Hush all the chatter and leave me to sleep; but,
Don’t be alarmed if you hear me weep,
It’s just for today and tomorrow I’ll be,
Up with the lark; flying high and free; but…
This is the gloomiest Sunday,
I’m just sleeping to keep out the pain,
This is the gloomiest Sunday,
Since you went; every day’s been the same.
Silence the crow as she circles my mind,
Flying with vultures; she awaits my demise,
Silence the cockerel; I will not arise; no,
This day was over; before it arrived…
This is the gloomiest Sunday,
I’m just sleeping to keep out the pain,
This is the gloomiest Sunday; since,
Since you went; every day’s been the same.
Song lyrics: “The Gloomiest Sunday” by E.P Emsley 2013.
Copyright© MMXIII Edward Phillip Emsley. All rights reserved.
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Ghost
03:40
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-Ghost-
This; this is the place; we stayed; in halcyon days,
And this; this is the place; from where we went separate ways…
This; this is the time; of year; you liked the most,
The flowers in the garden; we planted; have all grown…
But I, I’m just a spy; watching; from afar,
A ghost sat by the gate; who wishes you; no harm…
I; I don’t remember; how it
Ended or begun,
Sitting by the garden,
In the Spring-time sun;
Why; why don’t you see me; why; do you look through me?
As though I were no more; than the breeze that hangs in the trees…
And why; why won’t you hear me; when I call out your name,
Can you ever forgive me; or am I damned in shame…
Forever just to watch you; and never to hold again,
Forever just to watch you; and always to feel this pain;
I; I don’t remember,
How it ended or begun,
Sitting by the garden,
In the Spring-time sun…
I; I don’t remember,
Was it me who got it so wrong?
Just sitting by the garden,
Watching you; you my love;
This; this is the place; we stayed; in halcyon days,
And this; this is the place; from where; we went separate ways…
I; I don’t remember,
How it ended or begun,
Sitting by the garden,
In the Spring- time sun…
I; I don’t remember,
Was it a cry for help?
Sitting by the garden,
Watching you; love somebody else,
Just sitting by the garden,
Watching you;
Song lyrics: “Ghost” by Edward Emsley 2013.
Copyright© 2013. Edward Phillip Emsley. All rights reserved.
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-Setting Sun, (Leave You This Way.)-
It’d hard to stay; it’s hard to go,
It’s hard to know sometimes the reasons,
Why I do the things I do,
It’s hard on me; it’s hard on you,
To think it used to be so easy when,
Our love was brand new…
It’s hard to say; what I must say,
It’s hard to leave; leave you this way;
Leave you this way.
It’s hard to pray; so hard these days,
When you’re not sure what to believe in,
In your hours of need,
It’s hard on you; it’s hard on me,
To think how we once were so young,
Running wild - wild and free…
It’s hard to be; what I’ve become,
It’s hard to leave; with the setting sun;
The setting sun;
Goodnight Louise; I’ll see you in my dreams;
Goodnight Louise; I’ll see you in my dreams;
In my dreams;
In my dreams;
In my dreams;
It’s hard to say; what I must say,
It’s hard to leave; leave you this way.
It’s hard to be; what I’ve become,
It’s hard to leave; with the setting sun.
It’s hard to say; what I must say,
It’s hard to leave; leave you this way…
Song lyrics; “Setting Sun, (Leave You This Way.)” by Edward Emsley 2013.
Copyright©2013 Edward Phillip Emsley. All rights reserved.
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4. |
I'm Coming Home
04:12
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-I’m Coming Home-
I’ve been high and I’ve been low,
I’ve travelled blind down a midnight road,
I’ve been up and I’ve been down,
The Queen’s Highway; run out of town,
And of all the places I have known,
It feels so good now I’m; coming home…
I’ve been a fool and I’ve been wise,
Spent all my money on song and wine,
I’ve been a lover and a fighter too,
Did what I did just to see me through,
And through it all; all I have known,
No-where I’ve been has ever; felt like home…
To me; to me;
I’ve been crazy and I’ve been sane,
I made mistakes and I made them again,
I travelled far and I travelled wide,
Looking for something I just couldn’t find,
And of all the places I’ve been shown,
It feels so good now I’m; coming home…
To you; to you;
I’ve been lost and I’ve been found,
I’ve been alone with no friend around,
Stayed up ‘till dawn and put the world to rights,
In songs that never will see the light,
And through it all; all I have known,
No-where I’ve been has ever; felt like home…
To me; to me; to me;
I’m coming home; home; to you…
[Repeat verse 1]
I’m coming home now,
I’m coming home.
Song lyrics: “I’m Coming Home” by Edward Emsley 2013.
Copyright©2013 Edward Phillip Emsley. All rights reserved.
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5. |
Wish You Were Here
04:19
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-Wish You Were Here-
Here comes the summer sun,
Here comes better weather,
Here come the days I waited,
So long for; (so long for);
So long to winter gloom,
So long to all those blues,
So long now I’m down; down,
Down by the shore; (I’m down by the shore);
[CHORUS]
Washing the sand from off of my feet,
Wishing you were here; (with me),
Watching the waves break over the beach,
I wish you were here; (with me).
[END CHORUS]
Out comes the factor thirty,
Sandy sandwiches and warm beer,
Out comes; the posing pouches,
And bikini-babes; (bikini-babes);
In come the tide and trawlers,
With sea-food to sell to tourists,
And in comes a feeling,
Coming in- in waves; (it’s coming in; in waves);
[CHORUS]
Washing the sand from off of my feet,
Wishing you were here; (with me),
Watching the waves break over the beach,
I wish you were here.
[REPEAT CHORUS]
There goes my post card to you,
There goes my last stamp too,
I know it’s been a while girl and I,
Hope you haven’t moved; (no I; hope you haven’t moved);
‘Cause there goes a missive from my heart,
A message of gratitude,
‘Cause it was you girl in my darkest days,
It was you who pull me through; (it was you who pull me through).
[REPEAT CHORUSx2]
Song lyrics: “Wish You Were Here” by E.P Emsley 2013.
Copyright©2013 Edward Phillip Emsley. All rights reserved.
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Instrumental...
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7. |
Who Knows Where We Go
04:33
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-Who Knows Where We Go?-
I fell down to the ground,
Down to the Earth I cast my shadow,
I was in the lost and found,
In a wilderness; of sorrow;
With nothing more to do or say,
We drifted; from the light,
I marked the hours months and days,
Since we parted there that night…
And who knows where we go; now,
Our love has lost its fight,
Who knows where we go; now,
Cherubs have taken flight,
And who knows where we go; where do we go,
Who knows where we go; where do we; where do we go?
I called out in the dark,
I was floundering in the shallows,
Searching deep inside my heart,
I found your scars and broken arrows; and,
Did the wounds we make along the way,
Mean we could never love again; ‘cause,
I fell down the stairs today,
Still calling; out your name…
And who knows where we go; now,
The sunshine’s turned to rain,
Who knows where we go; now,
Love only caused us pain,
And who knows where we go; where do we go,
Who knows where we go; where do we; where do we go?
I fell down to the ground,
Down to the Earth; I cast my shadow,
I called out in the dark; but,
You’d gone where I couldn’t follow,
You’d gone where I couldn’t follow…
And who knows where we go now; where do we go,
Who knows where we go; where do we go,
And who knows where we go now; where do we go,
Who knows where we go; where do we; where do we go?
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Song lyrics: “Who Knows Where We Go?” by E.P Emsley and Ken Mood.
Copyright© MMXIII Edward Phillip Emsley. All rights reserved.
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8. |
A Little Love
03:16
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-A Little Love-
“You’ve got to let a little love shine in,
A little love is where your life begins,
You’ve got to let a little love shine in,
A little love will make your heart sing,
You’ve got to let a little love shine in,
Shine a little love on everything,
Shine a little love on everything.”
When I was lost; in the darkest night,
She came to me in a golden light,
She showed me grace; where I had none,
Sewed up my threads where they’d come undone…
She gave me love; unconditionally,
Un-locked my heart and set it free,
When I was lost; inside my head,
She came to me and gently said…
[Chorus]
When I am weary and feeling frayed,
I just re-call the night she came,
A golden vision full of grace,
She comes and takes my pain away…
She gives me love; for no reward,
She doesn’t judge; or keep a score,
And when I’m tired and need my bed,
She comes to me and gently says…
“You’ve got to let a little love shine in,
A little love is where your life begins,
You’ve got to let a little love shine in,
A little love will make your heart sing,
You’ve got to let a little love shine in; go,
Shine a little love on everything,
You’ve got to let a little love shine in; she said,
Shine a little love on everything,
Shine a little love on everything; she said,
Shine a little love on; everything.”
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Song lyrics: “A Little Love” by E.P Emsley 2013.
Copyright© MMXIII Edward Phillip Emsley. All rights reserved.
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9. |
Engeisterburg
04:30
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-Engeisterburg-
I don’t hear them marching,
I only see their drones,
The battle-fields of the future,
Are battle-fields; in our homes…
I can hear the tap-tapping; yeah,
They’re tapping all of our phones,
With cameras hidden in our T.V screens,
So they can; watch us when we’re alone…
Welcome to; Engeisterburg,
Where you can scream but never be heard,
Welcome to; Engeisterburg,
Where you can whisper and they hear every word,
Welcome to; Engeisterburg…
You can scream but never be heard,
You can whisper and they hear every word.
I don’t see the protesters,
There’s only empty streets’,
‘Cause everyone’s under house arrest,
Communicating in ‘Tweets’…
And ‘Facebook’ spies for the FBI; they know,
Everyone that you meet,
With just a click they know your history,
They have to plug all these leaks…
Welcome to; Engeisterburg,
Where you can scream but never be heard,
Welcome to; Engeisterburg,
Where you can whisper and they hear every word,
Welcome to; Engeisterburg…
You can scream but never be heard,
You can whisper and they hear every word.
So I’m a; terrorist,
I’m gonna blow you all to; kingdom come,
‘Cause I’m a; terrorist; but I
Don’t have a bomb and I don’t have a gun,
So I’m a; terrorist; now; but I,
Don’t have a bomb and I don’t have a gun…
Song lyrics: “Engeisterburg” by E.P Emsley 2013.
Copyright© MMXIII Edward Phillip Emsley. All rights reserved.
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10. |
Annelise Michel
01:29
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Indistinct exorcism in Deutsch.
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11. |
Endless Night
04:51
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-Endless Night-
Resurrected emotions; I buried some time ago,
Rising up from the deep; like the dead-sea-scrolls,
They found me wanting; in a future devoid of all hope; and,
They found me waiting; at the station heading for home…
Heading for home,
Take me back home,
Heading for home,
Lord; take me back home;
‘Cos I don’t know why,
I failed to fly,
And I don’t know why,
All my rivers ran dry...
No; I don’t know why,
The sun; fell from my eyes,
And I don’t know why,
For me; the endless night;
Reinstated notions; I found so hard to let go,
The protection; of religion; on the wings of the Holy Ghost,
They found me kneeling; at the foot of the mountain slope; and,
They found me waiting; by the shore for St. Peters’ boat…
Heading for home,
Take me back home,
Heading for home,
Lord; take me back home;
‘Cos I don’t know why,
I failed to fly,
And I don’t know why,
All my rivers ran dry…
No: I don’t know why,
The sun; fell from my sight,
And I don’t know why,
For me; the endless night,
For me; the endless night,
For me; the endless night,
For me; the endless night;
Song lyrics: “Endless Night” by E.P Emsley 2013.
Copyright© MMXIII Edward Phillip Emsley. All rights reserved.
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12. |
Hollow Sphere
03:20
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instrumental
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EP Emsley UK
Currently residing in Bradford, Yorkshire, U.K, Edward Phillip Emsley has had a keen duel interest in both music and science
from an early age.
A self taught musician, his main instruments are the acoustic guitar and keyboard.
All the songs here were recorded between February 2011 and August 2013 .
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