Glen Hansard Vanquisher

They’re coming sorry for our second vanquisher

To have so much to pretend

Ourselves not so against though overtaken

This we’ll survive, surviving those

Against the smell of rope, through pulley sing

Are fewer greater losses known

We have our affect, we have our ransom

This we’ll survive

We’re all I think, this thing set troublin’

This will not end without brevity

Against the smell of hope, through measuring

There are fewer greater former ghosts

We have our affect, we have our ransom

This we’ll survive, surviving those

Glen Hansard White Sulfur

Never forget it was triumph we once proposed

Instead, you would trade our mission for mission words

Our several months alliance divergent invitations

Then policies they were very low you see

We’ll look of course to it

Those ones you know you are building

So then, I’d like to see a little low illumination

So I may go around 9:00 or 9:30

Who knows what, who knows what

So then, I have to be going

Okay

Glen Hansard Winning Streak

Through summers long and winters cold

May you always have someone good to hold

And may good fortune wait on every bend

And may your winning streak

May it never end

So, roll the dice, boy, ’cause my money’s on you

Take my advice now and put your money down too

Because there’s something in the eye you just can’t pretend

And may your winning streak

May it never end

And may the sign

Of the Southern Cross

Be some comfort to you when you’re lost

And may the devil’s evil eye

Pass you by

Well, it’s not for glory, I tell you true

That I do these things I do for you

But for a promise I made now I must defend

And may your winning streak

May it never end

And may the sign of the cross

Be some comfort when you’re lost

Help you when you’re all broke down

May the spirit of good brethren

Turn you around

And may the devil’s evil eye

Pass you right by

Don’t you look back my friend

And may the sisters of good charity

Take you in

Through summers long and winters cold

May you always have someone good to hold

And may good fortune be constant and loyal friend

And may your winning streak

May it never end

May your winning streak

May it never end

Glen Hansard Just To Be The One

I will understand you,

I will serve you well.

I’ll suffer when you leave me,

stand out in parallel.

And I will recognise you

when you’re lost to yourself,

just to be the one

you call in.

I will raise an army,

I will gather strength.

I’ll follow where you lead me,

I’ll go through anything.

And I will heed your warning,

and sound your victory bell,

just to be the one

you call in.

And for the first time

you were dark,

caught out on a western swell,

swept apart.

And we watched as their

bodies danced

towards the rocks,

to the rocks.

I will recognise you

when you’re lost to yourself,

just to be the one

you call in.

Just to be the one

you call in.

Glen Hansard Paying My Way

Well, you can’t just get what you want

Without a little work a day

And you can’t just stick out your hand,

No, it doesn’t work that way.

It’s gonna be a long one,

I’ll be working all night long

It’s gonna be a long one,

But I’m paying my way

And there’s not much joy in the work

Unless your born to do it, they say.

And we gotta get down in the dirt now

If we wanna see some change.

It’s gonna be a long one,

I’ll be working all night long

It’s gonna be a long one,

But I’m paying my way

And the heart is sliding backwards

On this long dark night of the soul,

And you’re the only thing

That keeps me going on

It’s gonna be a long one,

I’ll be working my fingers to the bone

It’s gonna be a long one,

But I’m paying my way

Well, there’s not much change in the weather

On this long walk home to you in the rain

And there’s not much left in the purse now

By the time the bills are paid

It’s gonna be a long one,

I can’t wait for that weekend to roll along

It’s gonna be a long one,

But I’m paying my way

It’s gonna be a long one,

I’m gonna take you out dancing all night long

It’s gonna be a long one,

But I’m paying my way

Fair work for fair pay

Yeah, I’m paying my way

Glen Hansard Pennies In The Fountain

The only way to hold on to this love is with an open hand.

You told me that the first day we met. I didn’t understand.

Beneath the broad-beamed boughs, your love changed: a slow coming apart.

You moved on and I stayed the same. I was trailing from the start.

We laid long in the tall grass. We loved for the joy of love itself.

We threw our pennies in the fountain and we wished for nothing else. And we wished for nothing else.

And through the crossbeams whispers were heard: undoing in every line.

And in the fall you flew little bird but I’ll see you when it’s time.

We laid long in the tall grass. We loved for the joy of love itself.

We threw our pennies in the fountain and we wished for nothing else. And we wished for nothing else.

We laid long in the tall grass. We loved for the joy of love itself.

We suffered heartache after heartache but we wished for nothing else. We wished for nothing else.

Glen Hansard Take The Heartland

I’m gonna hide my heart behind the peacock’s fan,

And keep my friends real close, yeah, this is how it’s gonna go.

I’m gonna find my knife and run it through those stitches,

Throw my friends down in the ditches before they even know

what I’ve come here for.

Take the Heartland with a sense of revenge

Take the Heartland and make it look easy

Take the Heartland- you’ll die in the end

Take the Heartland

I’m gonna grow my hair down to my face like a Fidel Castro;

like a Che Guevara or a Fidel Castro

And I’m gonna grant my folk my life’s one last wish

and I’m gonna take their life with a knife

and I’m gonna sit and wait, not fall

Take the Heartland with a sense of revenge

Take the Heartland and make it look easy

Take the Heartland- we’ll die in the end

Take the Heartland

Should I kill you with my sword, yeah?

Or should I kill you with this word?

You say sit, you say stand,

you say stop, you say go,

You say sit, you say stop,

You say what, you say no,

You say go, you say sit,

You say stand, you say stop,

You say go, you say sit,

And you sit and you watch us all.

Should I kill you with my sword, yeah?

Or should I kill you with this word?

Take the Heartland

Take the Heartland – your sense of revenge

Take the Heartland – you make it look easy

Take the Heartland

I set myself by the west, by the watch, by the wall,

I set myself by the wish, by the watch, by the wall,

I set myself by the words, by the watch, by the wall,

I set myself by the words, by the voice that I heard.

Glen Hansard Let Me In

Let me in

There’s darkness all around us and the night is drawing closer, closing in

Let me in

Those words you said were useless

We better dress ourselves up faster with thicker skin

And if you run

Don’t run too far

And if you’re gone

Let me know so I can fall apart

This gulf is deep and widening

And this heart full of nevermore

There’s so many frightening things

That keep adding up

Let me in

The sign we passed an hour ago I swear I see it coming up again

Let me in

We lost our bearings back a way and uncertainty just waiting at the bend

If you run

Don’t run too far

And if you’re gone

Let me know so I can fall apart

This gulf is deep and widening

And this heart full of nevermore

There’s so many frightening things

That keep adding up

Will you rise early with the dawning?

Will you stay beside me through the day?

Will you come, come when I call you?

Will you push the downs and dark away?

Will you lie, lie with me easy?

Will you see the good in me always?

Will you dance, dance when I play for you?

Will you see the good in me always?

(Come rising up)

(Come rising up)

(Come rising up)

Glen Hansard Grace Beneath The Pines

There’ll be no more running round for me,

No more backing down, you’ll see

Whatever lies in store for me,

I’ll get through it

There’ll be no more going half the way,

You’d better listen to these words I say

Whatever ties they bound to me,

I’ll cut through them

Now I found some

Grace beneath the judge’s gavel,

Grace among my brothers on the firing line,

Grace upon this road less travelled,

Grace beneath the pines, the pines,

Grace beneath the pines

There’ll be no more running round for me,

No more going down, you’ll see

The line is drawn; my enemy

Better stay behind it

There’ll be no more lifting half the weight,

My will is strong, my back is straight

Whatever lies they told to me,

I’ll see through them

Now I found some

Grace beneath the judge’s gavel,

Grace among my brothers on the firing line,

Grace upon this road less travelled,

Grace beneath the pines, the pines,

Grace beneath the pines

There’ll be no more running round for me,

No more going down, you’ll see

I’ll get through this

Now I found some

Grace beneath the judge’s gavel,

Grace among my brothers on the firing line,

Grace upon this road less travelled,

Grace beneath the pines, the pines,

Grace beneath the pines

Glen Hansard Farewell Transmission

The whole place is dark

Every light on this side of the town

Suddenly it all went down

Now we’ll all be brothers of the fossil fire of the sun

Now we’ll all be sisters of the fossil blood of the moon

Someone must have set us up

Now they’ll be working in the cold grey rock,

Now they’ll be working in the hot mill steam,

Now they’ll be working in the concrete

In the sirens and the silences now all the great set up hearts

All at once start to beat

After tonight if you don’t want us to be a secret out of the past

I will resurrect it, I’ll have a good go at it

I’ll streak his blood across my beak and dust my feathers with his ashes

feel his ghost breathing down my back

I will try and know whatever I try, I will be gone but not forever

I will try and know whatever I try, I will be gone but not forever

The real truth about it is no one gets it right

The real truth about it is we’re all supposed to try

There ain’t no end to the sands I’ve been trying to cross

The real truth about it is, my life’s no better off

I’ve got the map, but water that’s lost

We will try and know whatever we’ll try,

We will be gone but not forever

We will try and know whatever we’ll try,

We will be gone but not forever

The real truth about it is there ain’t no end to the desert I’ll cross

I’ve really known that all along

Mama here comes midnight with the dead moon in its jaws

Must be the big star about to fall

Mama here comes midnight with the dead moon in its jaws

Must be the big star about to fall

Long dark blues

I’ll go where

Long dark blues

The big star is falling

Long dark blues

I’ll go where

Through the static and distance

Long dark blues

A farewell transmission

Long dark blues

Listen

Long dark blues

Listen

Long dark blues

Listen

Long dark blues

Listen