Kate Bush (88,56 %)
Director's Cut (62,83 %)
In collection
Released: 2011-05-16
Type: Remix
Type: Remix
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1.
Flower of the Mountain
 05:15
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2.
The Song of Solomon
 04:45
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3.
Lily
04:05
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4.
Deeper Understanding
 06:34
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5.
The Red Shoes
04:58
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6.
This Woman's Work
06:30
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7.
Moments of Pleasure
06:32
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8.
Never Be Mine
05:05
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9.
Top of the City
04:24
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10.
And So Is Love
04:21
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11.
Rubberband Girl
 04:37
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Album length:
57:06
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Lyrics |
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1.
Flower of the Mountain
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Yes first I gave him the bit of seedcake out of my mouth And it was leap year like now yes Sixteen years ago my God after that long kiss I near lost my breath Yes he said I was a flower of the mountain Yes so we are flowers all a woman's body yes Stepping out of the page Into the sensual world Stepping out, off the page Into the sensual world And Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain Yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used Or shall I wear a red yes And how he kissed me under the Moorish wall And I thought well as well him as another Stepping out of the page Into the sensual world Stepping out, off the page Into the sensual world And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again Yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower And first I put my arms around him yes And drew him down to me so he could feel my breath All perfume yes and his heart was going like mad And yes I said yes I will yes Ooo yes |
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2.
The Song of Solomon
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The Song of Solomon The song of everyone Who walks the path Of the solitary heart The soul cries out Hear a woman singing Don't want your bullshit, yeah Just want your sexuality Don't want excuses, yeah Write me your poetry in motion Write it just for me, yeah And sign it with a kiss Mmm, just take any line "Comfort me with apples For I am sick of love His left hand is under my head And his right hand Doth embrace me" This is the Song of Solomon Here's a woman singing Don't want your bullshit, yeah Just want your sexuality Don't want excuses, yeah Write me your poetry in motion Write it just for me, yeah And sign it with a kiss And I'll do it for you I'll be the Rose of Sharon for you I'll do it for you I'll be the Lily of the Valley for you I'll do it for you I'll be Isolde and Marion for you I'll do it for you Ooh I'll come in a hurricane for you I'll do it for you A wop-bam-boom Don't want your bullshit, yeah Just want your sexuality |
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Lily
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Oh thou, who givest sustenance to the universe From whom all things proceed To whom all things return Unveil to us the face of the true spiritual sun Hidden by a disc of golden light That we may know the truth And do our whole duty As we journey to thy sacred feet Well I said "Lily, Oh Lily I don't feel safe I feel that life has blown a great big hole Through me" And she said "Child, you must protect yourself I'll show you how with fire" Gabriel before me Raphael behind me Michael to my right Uriel on my left side In the circle of fire I said "Lily, Oh Lily I'm so afraid I fear I am walking in the Veil of Darkness" And she said "Child, take what I say With a pinch of salt And protect yourself with fire" Gabriel before me Raphael behind me Michael to my right Uriel on my left side In the circle of fire |
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4.
Deeper Understanding
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As the people here grow colder I turn to my computer And spend my evenings with it Like a friend. I was loading a new programme I had ordered from a magazine: "Are you lonely, are you lost? This voice console is a must." I press Execute. Hello, I know that you've been feeling tired. I bring you love and deeper understanding. Hello, I know that you're unhappy. I bring you love and deeper understanding. Well I've never felt such pleasure. Nothing else seemed to matter. I neglected my bodily needs. I did not eat, I did not sleep, The intensity increasing, 'Til my family found me and intervened. But I was lonely, I was lost, Without my little black box. I pick up the phone and go Execute. Hello, I know that you've been feeling tired. I bring you love and deeper understanding. Hello, I know that you're unhappy. I bring you love and deeper understanding. I turn to my computer like a friend. I need deeper understanding. Give me deeper understanding. |
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The Red Shoes
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Oh she move like the Diva do I said "I'd love to dance like you." She said "just take off my red shoes Put them on and your dream'll come true With no words, with no song You can dance the dream with your body on And this curve, is your smile And this cross, is your heart And this line, is your path Oh it's gonna be the way you always thought it would be But it's gonna be no illusion Oh it's gonna be the way you always dreamt about it But it's gonna be really happening to ya Really happening to ya Really happening to ya" Oh the minute I put them on I knew I had done something wrong All her gifts for the dance had gone It's the red shoes, they can't stop dancing, dancing And this curve, is your smile And this cross, is your heart And this line, is your path "Oh it's gonna be the way you always thought it would be But it's gonna be no illusion Oh it's gonna be the way you always dreamt about it But it's gonna be really happening to ya" She gotta dance, she gotta dance And she can't stop 'till them shoes come off These shoes do, a kind of voodoo They're gonna make her dance 'till her legs fall off Feel your hair come tumbling down Feel your feet start kissing the ground Feel your arms are opening out And see your eyes are lifted to God With no words, with no song I'm gonna dance the dream And make the dream come true I'm gonna dance the dream And make the dream come true She gotta dance, she gotta dance And she can't stop 'till them shoes come off These shoes do, a kind of voodoo They're gonna make her dance 'till her legs fall off Call a doctor, call a priest They're gonna whip her up like a helicopter Really happening to ya Really happening to ya You gotta dance... |
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This Woman's Work
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Pray God you can cope I stand outside this woman's work, This woman's world. Ooh, it's hard on the man Now his part is over Now starts the craft of the father. I know you have a little life in you yet I know you have a lot of strength left I know you have a little life in you yet I know you have a lot of strength left I should be crying, but I just can't let it show I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking Of all the things I should've said That I never said All the things we should've done That we never did All the things I should've given But I didn't Oh, darling, make it go, Make it go away. Give me these moments back Give them back to me Give me that little kiss Give me your hand. I know you have a little life in you yet I know you have a lot of strength left I know you have a little life in you yet I know you have a lot of strength left I should be crying, but I just can't let it show I should be hoping, but I can't stop thinking Of all the things we should've said That were never said. All the things we should've done That we never did. All the things that you needed from me All the things that you wanted for me All the things that I should've given But I didn't. Oh, darling, make it go away Just make it go away now. |
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Moments of Pleasure
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Some moments that I've had Some moments of pleasure I think about us lying Lying on a beach somewhere I think about us diving Diving off a rock, into another moment The case of George the Wipe Oh God I can't stop laughing This sense of humour of mine It isn't funny at all Oh but we sit up all night Talking about it Just being alive It can really hurt And these moments given Are a gift from time On a balcony in New York It's just started to snow He meets us at the lift Like Douglas Fairbanks Waving his walking stick But he isn't well at all The buildings of New York Look just like mountains through the snow Just being alive It can really hurt And these moments given Are a gift from time Just let us try To giv ethese moments back To those we love To those who will survive And I can hear my mother saying "Every old sock meets an old shoe" Isn't that a great saying? "Every old sock meets an old shoe" Here come the hills of time Hey there Maureen, Hey there Bubba, Dancing down the isle of a plane, 'S Murph, playing his guitar refrain, Hey there Teddy, Spinning in the chair at Abbey Road, Hey there Michael, Do you really love me? Hey there Bill, Could you turn the lights up? |
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Never Be Mine
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I look at you and see My life that might have been Your face just ghostly in the smoke. They're setting fire to the cornfields As you're taking me home. The smell of burning fields Will now mean you and here. This is where I want to be. This is what I need. This is where I want to be. This is what I need. This is where I want to be, But I know that this will never be mine. Ooh, the thrill and the hurting. The thrill and the hurting. I know that this will never be mine. I want you as the dream, Not the reality. That clumsy goodbye kiss could fool me, But I'm looking back over my shoulder At you, happy without me. This is where I want to be. This is what I need. This is where I want to be. This is what I need. This is where I want to be, But I know that this will never be mine. Ooh, the thrill and the hurting Will never be mine. The thrill and the hurting, It will never be mine. It can never be. The thrill and the hurting Will never be mine. |
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Top of the City
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One more step to the top of the city Where just a couple of pigeons are living Up on the angel's shoulders I don't know if I'm closer to Heaven but It looks like Hell down there These streets have never been paved with gold Welcome to the loneliest city in the world It's no good for you baby It's no good for you now Keep looking up for the ladder I don't know if you'll love me for it But I don't think we should suffer this There's just one thing we can do about it Take me up to the top of the city Take me up to the top of the city Take me up to the top of the city And put me up on the angel's shoulders See how that building there is nearly built There's a big fire over on the north of the city I see you walking down the street with her I see your lights going on and off She's no good for you baby She's no good for you now Look I'm here with the ladder I don't know if you love me or not But I don't think we should ever suffer There's just one thing we can do about this Take me up to the top of the city Take me up to the top of the city Up to the highest point of the city One more step to the top of the city Put me up on the angel's shoulders And I don't mind if it's dangerous I don't mind if it's raining Take me up to the top of the city And put me up on the angel's shoulders Take me up to the top of the city Mmm yes, one more step to the top of the city And put me up on the angel's shoulders |
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10.
And So Is Love
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And you huh? You do huh? We let it in We give it out And in the end What's it all about? It must be love I give you my I give you my You give me your You give me your joy We used to say "Ah Hell, we're young" But now we see that life is sad And so is love Ooh baby, live your life for love Ooh baby, live your life for love We used to say "Ah Hell, we're young" But now we see that life is sad And so is love Ooh baby, for the sake of love Ooh baby, for the sake of love And what ever happens What really matters? It's all we've got Isn't that enough? Life is sad and so is love You let it slip You let it slip I love you more I love you more for it Life is sad and so is love All for love Just the sake of love You set me free I set you free |
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11.
Rubberband Girl
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See those trees Bend in the wind I feel they've got a lot more sense than me You see I try to resist A rubberband bouncing back to life A rubberband bend the beat If i could learn to give like a rubberband I'd be back on my feet A rubberband hold me trousers up A rubberband ponytails If I could learn to twang like a rubberband I'd be a rubberband girl A rubberband girl me A rubberband girl me Oh I wanna be a rubberband girl When I slip out Of my catapult I gotta land with my feet firm on the ground And let my body catch up A rubberband bouncing back to life A rubberband bend the beat If i could learn to give like a rubberband I'd be back on my feet A rubberband hold me trousers up A rubberband ponytails If I could learn to twang like a rubberband I'd be a rubberband girl A rubberband girl me A rubberband girl me Oh I wanna be a rubberband girl Give like a rubberband Twang like a rubberband Snap like a rubberband Rub-a-dub-a-dub-a-dub Rub-a-dub-a-dub Rub-a-dub One rubberband won't keep you up Two rubberbands won't keep you up Three rubberbands won't keep you up Here I go... (adlib) ... Yeah! One rubberband won't keep you up Two rubberbands won't keep you up Three rubberbands won't keep you up |