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The Hanging
05:03
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THE HANGING
Here was a fugitive from justice,
Roaming the countryside,
Chasing women to satisfy his lust,
And much more besides,
He killed his wife by accident,
He meant to kill her sister instead,
The necklace was not where it was meant,
And he bludgeoned his love to death,
He strangled the herd-boy near the winding river,
The only regret he professes,
As he is to be tried as a killer,
By the expectant masses,
He was said to have killed many more,
At least that is how the story goes,
He had no heart and he had no soul,
He just went with the bloody flow,
Mac An T-Sronaich is his name,
He has few family or friends,
His legend took on a morbid fame,
And his coming death is a typical book’s end,
And now the sun casts its long shadow,
Silhouetting the judicial kill,
It sprinkles its rays on the meadow,
Where everything is eerily still,
Everyone is there for the hanging,
Out of blind curiosity,
This wicked man, he had it coming,
He could not dampen his needs,
He did not get hanged on Gallows Hill,
He was never arrested,
It’s only because he returned to his homeland,
That vengeance is hungrily wanted,
The nervous hangman steadies his hand,
The pretty lady she gasps and faints,
The dirty children laugh but don’t understand,
That this man had sealed his own fate,
Mac An T-Sronaich is his name,
He has few family or friends,
His legend took on a morbid fame,
And his coming death is a typical book’s end,
His limbs begin to flail around,
With the tightening of the noose,
There is barely a whisper from the crowd,
When the lifeless body hangs loose,
As those gathered slowly disperse,
And wipe no tears from their sunken eyes,
They felt no mercy for this murderer,
For this was someone to easily despise.
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Hungry
03:56
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HUNGRY
I’m hungry for your kiss,
I’m hungry for your touch,
I’m hungry for your wit,
That made me laugh so much,
I’m hungry to get back those days,
That you were mine always,
I’m hungry for your love,
I’m thirsty for your knowledge,
I’m thirsty for your mind,
You’re the best I’ve met,
So considerate and kind,
I’m thirsty for your sunshine rays,
That brighten up my days,
I’m thirsty for your love,
I’m hungry for your kiss,
I’m hungry for your touch,
I’m hungry for your wit,
That made me laugh so much,
I’m hungry to get back those days,
That you were mine always,
I’m hungry for your love,
I’m hungrier than a starving alien,
That came from the nearest civilization,
I’m hungrier than the hungriest polar bear,
I’m hungrier than any mammal out there,
I’m hungrier than the birds singing in the trees,
I’m hungrier than any beggar pleading on his knees,
I’m hungrier than the biggest black hole,
That wants to devour a large planet whole,
I’m hungry for your love,
I’m hungry for your love,
I’m hungry.
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3. |
Let Go Of Your Darkness
03:12
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4. |
You Always Caught My Eye
02:20
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5. |
On The Astral Plane
03:42
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7. |
Right Side Of The Bed
02:12
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Aesthetically
04:06
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10. |
Broken-Hearted You
02:52
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11. |
The Day After Tomorrow
04:28
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Iain Chockey Stornoway, UK
I am a singer-songwriter from the Western Isles of Scotland.
I write all of the music and lyrics
and play all of the instruments in my songs.They are all mainly acoustic-pop or acoustic-rock songs.
I regularly play in open-mic nights in my local area and have played music festivals and other gigs.
I'm influenced by artists such as Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen and Scott Walker.
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