Artist: Nick Mulvey

Title: Meet Me There

Duration: 03'21"

Quarantine: 42 days

Genre: pop/rock

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang: en

Role:

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 11A–4–97

Last play: 04/06/2019 at 23:53:41

After all the people picking people picking people apart, my love
And after all the dealing, the hooking and reeling along from the start

Oh there's a field, meet me there
Out beyond rightness and wrong, meet me there

Woman you're leaving, loving, you're leading me on
Living I'm alive, sweet woman, keep loving me on

Cause they wake up every morning with the cradle in their hands
But they pretend it's a game
Acting like the only place the truth could ever live was up on Shacklewell Lane

Oh there's a field, meet me there
Please come along, tie back your hair

I tried yesterday, it takes me so long to say, but I need you to know
Darling you show, by leaving me so, the only way to hold on is keep letting go

Oh there's a field, meet me there
You know I'm on my way, meet me there

Oh there's a field, meet me there
Out beyond rightness and wrong, meet me there
I'm on my way, meet me there
Please come along, tie back your hair

After all the people picking people picking people apart, my love

Artist: Nick Mulvey

Title: Cucurucu

Duration: 04'22"

Quarantine: 42 days

Genre: pop/rock

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang: en

Role:

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 11A–4–116

Last play: 02/06/2019 at 13:04:29

Softly, in the evening dusk, a woman is singing to me
She takes me back down the vista of my years, until I see
I see a child underneath the piano
in the boom of the tingling strings
Pressing the poised feet of his mother
who smiles at him as she sings

Cucurucu, cucurucu

Softly now in the evening dusk, a woman is singing to me
She takes me back down the vista of my years, until I see
A boy, a child underneath the piano
in the boom of the tingling strings
Pressing the poised feet of his mother
who smiles at him as she sings
Yearning to belong, yearning to belong
My heart beats with a ceaseless longing
of a yearning to belong
In spite of myself, and all of these nursery songs
My heart beats with a ceaseless longing
of a yearning to belong

Cucurucu, cucurucu
Singing cucurucu, cucurucu

Till the melodies of childish days, are upon, upon me
And they take me back, back down the river
They keep leading me on, they lead me to the sea
And all of my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance
and I weep like a child for the past

Singing cucurucu, cucurucu
Singing cucurucu, cucurucu

I see a child underneath the piano
in the boom of the tingling strings
Pressing the poised feet of his mother
who smiles at him as she sings
Listen to me son, I'll tell you why your feather's strong
Cause he can still say every single day
he's yearning to belong
Yearning to belong, yearning to belong
My heart beats with a ceaseless
longing of a yearning to belong
In spite of myself, and all of these nursery songs
My heart beats with a ceaseless
meets with a peaceless burning to belong

Singing cucurucu, cucurucu
Singing cucurucu
Singing cucurucu, cucurucu
Cucurucu

Artist: Nick Mulvey

Title: Mountain To Move

Duration: 04'16"

Quarantine: 42 days

Genre: pop/rock

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang: en

Role: M

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 2B–4–101

Last play: 07/06/2019 at 08:59:55