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Seasonally Affective 1996-2000 , Piano Magic
Seasonally Affective 1996-2000
Release type: Album
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Release date:

2001

 
Duration: 64:30  
Size, Mb: 147,84  
Bitrate:

320

 
Price for album: 0.96 (discount 20%)  

 
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Tracklist
Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Music For Annahbird Lyrics 02:43 320 6,19 0.10
2
Music For Wasps Lyrics 05:17 320 12,11 0.10
3
Me At 19 Lyrics 09:40 320 22,14 0.10
4
How Does It Feel? Lyrics 04:47 320 10,97 0.10
5
French Mittens Lyrics
England's dreaming, Winter absent
I take my books back, change my accent
First in the library
You queue up behind me, frost-bitten in French mittens
Take care on the corner
Sliding on white grass
I catch up with your shadow but you're walking too fast
03:09 320 7,22 0.10
6
The Biggest Lie Lyrics
She said, "It's ok - you'll feel better every day
and all memory of this will fade away"
And that's the biggest lie
and I just wonder why
when love dissolves
we don't all just die
I sat by the lake
when everyone had gone home
nothing on my body but the sadness I had on
I felt death's elbow nudging at my ribs
telling me to let go - I don't deserve to live
She said, "It's ok - you'll feel better every day
and all memory of this will fade away"
And that's the biggest lie
and I just wonder why
when love dissolves
we don't all just die
Liar
08:25 320 19,30 0.10
7
Amongst The Books, An Angel Lyrics
(Instrumental)
03:56 320 9,03 0.10
8
C'est Un Mauvais Presage Lorsque Lyrics 04:40 320 10,66 0.10
9
There's No Need For Us To Be Alone Lyrics 04:10 320 9,53 0.10
10
The Canadian Brought Us Snow Lyrics
The Canadian brought us snow
and Lucky Strikes for John to smoke
A Thursday night with powercuts
in mountain socks, burning books
We watched the Jetsons for too long
saw robots in our sleep
Naval lights from Amsterdam
through the kettle steam
The Jesus glow of Calor Gas
illuminates the frosted glass
The windowsill, a battle scene
of Airfix kits and Disney Queens
Born too early, wake up too late
Minds of Chomsky but low birth weight
Sleeping beside, treat us like eggs
Box-jellyfish light; tinsel legs
07:13 320 16,49 0.10
11
Sketch For Joanne Lyrics
Joanne comes around with a radio and absinthe
We start the afternoon with Polish Xmas songs on shortwave
She laughs as we burn the first shot, the green flame
I love Joanne
We've been friends for 12 years
We used to be lovers but now a hug can be just a hug
I followed her from Derbyshire to London
She's the sub-librarian, the swan feeder, spectacle breaker
I wanted to buy her a bicycle this Xmas but she said it was too much
She can close me down like I let no-one else do
We watch the green flame in the window and it somehow makes me think of Amsterdam or Paris - rain beneath canal bridges in neon cafe light
The phone rings but it's not for me
The answering machine catches it and holds it and holds it and holds it
04:27 320 10,16 0.10
12
My Password Is A Dead Aunt's Name Lyrics 06:07 320 14,04 0.10