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Porcupine Tree – Tarquin’s Seaweed Farm (1989 | FULL ALBUM)
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Band: Porcupine Tree
Album: Tarquin’s Seaweed Farm
Year: Early 1989
Labels: Delerium Records; No Man’s Land
Composer: Steven Wilson
Genre: Psychadelic Rock
Tracklist:
00:18 1. Music For The Head (Here)
03:05 2. Jupiter Island
09:12 3. Nun’s Cleavage (Left)
12:26 4. Clarinet Vignette
13:25 5. Nun’s Cleavage (Right)
14:24 6. Space Transmission
17:44 7. Message From A Self-Destructing Turnip
18:01 8. Radioactive Toy
23:53 9. Towel
27:30 10. Wastecoat
28:41 11. Mute
36:56 12. Music For The Head (There)
38:26 13. No Reason To Live, No Reason To Die
49:48 14. Daughters In Excess
56:47 15a. The Cross
59:03 15b. Hole
01:06:38 15c. Yellow Hedgerow Dreamscape
Porcupine Tree – Anesthetize (from Anesthetize Live in Tilburg)
Porcupine Tree – Arriving Somewhere But Not Here (Live)
Last Chance To Evacuate Planet Earth….
If you fall asleep with me
You can dream and drowse
The minutes turn to hours
We could climb a tree or two
And watch the sun go down
Upon our sleepy town
After all the time I spent with you
Summer went away
And we just weren’t the same
It’s just you and me alone
Not grown ups but not kids
You kissed me on the lips
[Part b) Last Chance to Evacuate Planet Earth Before It Is Recycled]
[instrumental]
[Written by Steven Wilson – Porcupine Tree – ]
Porcupine Tree – Coma Divine
2. Signify – [Instrumental]
3. Waiting Phase One
Waiting… to be born againWanting… the saddest kind of pain
Waiting for the day when I will crawl away
Nothing is what I feel
Waiting… for the drugs to make it real
Waiting… for the day when I will crawl away
Waiting… to be disciplined
Aching… for your nails across my skin
Waiting… for the day when I will crawl away
4. Waiting Phase Two – [Instrumental]
5. The Sky Moves Sideways
We lost the skyline
We stepped right off the map
Drifted in to blank space
And let the clocks relapseWe laughed the rain down
Slow burn on the lawn
Ghosts across the lawn
Swallowed up the storm
Sometimes I feel like a fist
Sometimes I am the colour of air
Sometimes it’s only afterwards
I find that I’m not there
In the dream dusk
We walked beside the lake
We watched the sky move sideways
And heard the evening break
Sometimes I feel like a fist
Sometimes I am the colour of air
Sometimes it’s only afterwards
I find that I’m not there
7. Sleep Of No Dreaming
At the age of sixteen
I grew out of hope
I regarded the cosmos
Through a circle of rope
So I threw out my plans
Ran on to the wheel
And emptied my head
Of all childish ideals
The sleep of no feeling
I married the first girl
Who wasn’t a man
And smiled as the spiders
Ran all over my hands
Made a good living
By dying it’s true
As the world in my TV
Leaked onto my shoes
8. Moonloop – [Instrumental]
9. Up The Downstair
Sleep
Until the colours dissolve
Leave the dream to rain-soak forever
In blessed moments
Viewed from trains of half-truthsMonuments burn into moments
Up into other worlds
Other ascensions
Without deep sorrow to endure
Black Sunday of sleep
Open for small angel escapes
Moved by buildings to tears
They week in the rain
Am I at home?
Am I in heaven?
Gentle Architecture
10. The Moon Touches Your Shoulder
Springtime is over
Don’t head for home
Creep up the ladder
And steal over stoneNo time to forget this
World’s in your eyes
Sway in the cloud blur
And light up the sky
Cast off the colour
And tune in to black
The moon touches your shoulder
And brings the day back
11. Always Never
I feel no pain
Cos I’m an island
I will remain
In the deafness of your silenceI love you sometimes
Always Never
He said you’re here
Here with me now
I feel no gain
When you’re around me
I’ll try again
In the darkness you astound me
It’s growing cold
I’m growing old
Is this the only way to see the fire?
It’s raining…
13. Radioactive Toy
Run through forests on a hot Summer day
Trying to break down walls of numbing painGive me the freedom to destroy
Give me radioactive toy
Taste the water from a stream of running death
Eat the apple and cough a dying breath
Feel the sun burning through your black skin
Pour me into a hole, inform my next of kin
Run through graveyards on a dusty Winter day
Spit the dirt out and try to say…
14. Not Beautiful Anymore – [Instrumental]