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Discography

Live At Austin City Limits Music Festival 2007

Released November 2007

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  1. The Crane Wife 1

    The Crane Wife 1

    It was a cold night
    And the snow lay low
    I pulled my coat tight
    Against the falling down
    And the sun was all
    And the sun was all down
    And the sun was all
    And the sun was all down

    I am a poor man
    I haven’t wealth nor fame
    I have my two hands
    And a house to my name
    And the winter’s so
    And the winter’s so long
    And the winter’s so
    And the winter’s so long

    And all the stars were crashing ’round
    As I laid eyes on what I’d found

    It was a white crane
    It was a helpless thing
    Upon a red stain
    With an arrow its wing
    And it called and cried
    And it called and cried so
    And it called and cried
    And it called and cried so

    And all the stars were crashing ’round
    As I laid eyes on what I’d found
    My crane wife, my crane wife
    My crane wife, my crane wife

    Now I helped her
    And I dressed her wounds
    And how I held her
    Beneath the rising moon
    And she stood to fly
    And she stood to fly away
    And she stood to fly
    She stood to fly away

    And all the stars were crashing ’round
    As I laid eyes on what I’d found
    My crane wife, my crane wife
    My crane wife, my crane wife

  2. The Perfect Crime #2

    The Perfect Crime #2

    Sing news with passion of the pistol
    Sing news of the warning by the whistle
    On a night so dark in the waning
    A dawn obscured by slight sky raining, oh oh

    Five and twenty burglars by the reservoir
    A teenage lookout on the signal tower
    The moguls daughter in hard time
    The mogul figures a one guy, one guys

    It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
    It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime

    The bagman’s quaking at the fingers
    The hand-off glance a little lingers
    A well-dressed man in the crosshairs
    A shot rings out from somewhere upstairs

    It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
    It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime

    It was the perfect crime

    It was like a ticker-tape parade
    When the last of the safe was blown away
    And we all gaze from eye to eye
    As we mouth our silent goodbyes

    The valley’s sleeping like a bastard
    It stinks of slumber and disaster
    Two words are spoken with tap wire
    The agent’s pull finds a surefire backfire

    It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
    It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime

  3. We Both Go Down Together

    We Both Go Down Together

    Here on these cliffs of Dover
    So high you can’t see over
    And while your head is spinning
    Hold tight, it’s just beginning

    You come from parents wanton
    A childhood rough and rotten
    I come from wealth and beauty
    Untouched by work or duty

    And oh, my love, my love
    And oh, my love, my love
    We both go down together

    I found you, a tattooed tramp
    A dirty daugher from the labour cans
    I laid you down on the grass of a clearing
    You wept but your soul was willing

    And oh, my love, my love
    And oh, my love, my love
    We both go down together

    And my parents will never consent to this love
    But I hold your hand

    Meet me on my vast veranda
    My sweet, untouched Miranda
    And while the seagulls are crying
    We fall but our souls are flying

    And oh, my love, my love
    And oh, my love, my love
    And oh, my love, oh my love
    And oh, my love, my love
    We both go down together

  4. I Was Meant For The Stage

    I Was Meant For The Stage

    I was meant for the stage,
    I was meant for the curtain.
    I was meant to tread these boards,
    Of this much i am certain.

    I was meant for the crowd,
    I was meant for the shouting.
    I was meant to raise these hands
    With quiet all about me. oh, oh.

    Mother, please, be proud.
    Father, be forgiven.
    Even though you told me
    ‘Son, you’ll never make a living.’ oh, oh.

    From the floorboards to the fly,
    Here I was fated to reside.
    And as I take my final bow,
    Was there ever any doubt?
    And as the spotlights fade away,
    And you’re escorted through the foyer,
    You will resume your callow ways,
    But I was meant for the stage.

    The heavens at my birth
    Intended me for stardom,
    Rays of light shone down on me
    And all my sins were pardoned.

    I was meant for applause.
    I was meant for derision.
    Nothing short of fate itself
    Has affected my decision. oh, oh.

    From the floorboards to the fly,
    here i was fated to reside.
    And as I take my final bow,
    Was there ever any doubt?
    And as the spotlights fade away,
    And you’re escorted through the foyer,
    You will resume your callow ways,
    But I was meant for the stage.