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Meet Me There


We played our games on idyllic streets
We had no cause to complain
No complex melodies
No strange backbeats
The air was sweet with smoke and sugar cane

We played our games on old fashioned streets
Before our wild hearts were tamed
No complex melodies
No fake breakbeats
Only good vibrations rippled through our veins

As the years roll by the memory spins and purifies
sweeps away the deadwood days and nights
Drink the bottle dry
The memory spins and purifies
The whisky mist descends and lullabies
Gives me Rose Iris Eyes

We played our games on idyllic streets 
Soundtracked by exile on main
No complex melodies 
No strange backbeats 
Nobody ever cause nobody pain

As the years roll by the memory spins and purifies
sweeps away the deadwood days and nights
Drink the bottle dry
The memory spins and purifies
The whisky mist descends and lullabies
Gives me Rose Iris Eyes

We made our games on idyllic streets
a simple three chord refrain
No complex melodies
No strange backbeats
I hope my children get to feel the same

We played our games on idyllic streets 
Soundtracked by exile on main
No complex melodies 
No fake backbeats 
I hope my children get to feel the same (repeat)

I hope one day my children get to feel the same



Rose Iris Eyes

Indian Ocean

September Fields

Coming Home

Here In My Arms

Love & Hate

I'll Never Love

Michael Kiwanuka, 'Home Again' EP available to pre-order at iTunes: http://bit.ly/HomeAgainEP
Available from 1 January 2012. 

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