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A Week At The Cape








          I’ve got ghosts in three cities, demons in my sleep,’ve got ghosts in three cities, demons in my sleep,
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               You are my witness, my secrets you keep.ou are my witness, my secrets you keep.
           Now stumbling without in the cold light of day,ow stumbling without in the cold light of day,
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                   I’m just a player in need of a play.’m just a player in need of a play.
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          I walked down Longmarket, Wale Street and Brie,lked down Longmarket, Wale Street and Brie,
            I searched for our tower, the old you and me,earched for our tower, the old you and me,
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                      And I stood under archwaysnd I stood under archways
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                      like mouths looking forlorn,ke mouths looking forlorn,
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                My Prima Donna it’s almost the dawn.y Prima Donna it’s almost the dawn.
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             I think of you sleeping, I think of you warm,hink of you sleeping, I think of you warm,
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            I wrestle the darkness till I’m ragged and torn.restle the darkness till I’m ragged and torn.
                        You say the wind’s biting ou say the wind’s biting
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                    though the fields are still green,hough the fields are still green,
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           The props are all ready, you’re setting the scene.e props are all ready, you’re setting the scene.
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           So put on your armour and pick up your sword,o put on your armour and pick up your sword,
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              I’ll find a guitar and sound out the chords,’ll find a guitar and sound out the chords,
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                      And we’ll meet in the wings nd we’ll meet in the wings
                     while the curtains are drawn,hile the curtains are drawn,
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                My prima donna it’s almost the dawn.y prima donna it’s almost the dawn.
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           So put on your armour and pick up your sword,o put on your armour and pick up your sword,  About the songwriting process:  St Georges Cathedral.
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              I’ll find a guitar and sound out the chords,’ll find a guitar and sound out the chords,
                  And maybe you’ll leave me in love nd maybe you’ll leave me in love   This song is about a trip that I took   Verse two turns itself to thoughts about
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                           or maybe in scorn,r maybe in scorn,       to the City of my birth – Cape Town,     the person being missed. Back home
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                M                                                    South Africa. I was visiting for a series   where they are, imagining them safe
                My prima donna it’s almost the dawn,y prima donna it’s almost the dawn,
                M                                                    of performances and one afternoon        and happy and that bringing some
                My prima donna it’s almost the dawn.y prima donna it’s almost the dawn.
                                                                     with some time to spare, I took a walk   comfort to the “player without a play”.
                                                                     around some of the old haunts of my      There is a theatrical theme that runs
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                        Click this link to listen...lick this link to listen...  youth. It’s a song about nostalgia,   throughout the song, hence the
                                                                     remembering a love story about a         references to “Props”, waiting “in the
                                                                     “world of two” created by a couple as    wings”, the “sword”, “armour” and
                                                                     they experience being together as a      “curtains” as well as the the love interest
                                                                     moment trapped in time and separated     being addressed as “Prima Donna” – the
                                                                     from all other human contact.            leading lady…


                                                                     Verse one speaks to the nostalgia – the   The song ends with a return to the
                                                                     ghosts of relationships past and also    idea that it was an experience that was
                                                                     the loneliness of the one being in the   encapsulated or frozen in time and that
                                                                     city without the other. The street names   to remain that way, it had to come to an
                                                                     mark out the route through the city      end – with the inevitable rising of the
                                                                     centre and the “archways like mouths     sun…
                                                                     looking forlorn” are the great doors of   .


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