caroline lavelle casts a spell on cello

Thank you very much. Now, I've got a story for you. When I arrived off the plane, after a very long journey from the West of England, my computer, my beloved laptop, had gone mad, and had—oh!—a bit like that!—and the display on it—anyway, the whole thing had burst. And I went to the IT guys here and a gentleman mended my computer, and then he said, "What are you doing here?" and I said "I'm playing the cello and I'm doing a bit of singing," and he said, "Oh, I sort of play the cello as well." And I said, "Do you really?" Anyway, so you're in for a treat, because he's fantastic, and his name's Mark.

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I am also joined by my partner in crime, Thomas Dolby.

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This song is called "Farther than the Sun."

(Music)

Strung in the wind I called you

but you did not hear ... 

And you're a plant that needs poor soil

and I have treated you too well

to give up flowers ... 

Oh, I have been too rich for you ... 

Farther than the sun from me

Farther than I'd have you be

And I go north, I get so cold

My heart is lava under stone

You are not worthy

You are not worthy ... 

With your calculating eyes

spinning figures

you cannot see me

You cannot see me ... 

And if I tell myself enough

I'll believe it

You are not worthy

The sea, it freezes over ... 

to trap the light

And I'm in love with being in love

and you were never quite the one

In Gerda's eyes

Fragments of what you've become

And all the moths that fly at night

believe electric light is bright

You are not worthy

You are not worthy

With your calculating eyes

Spinning figures

You cannot see me, no

And if I tell myself enough

I'll believe it

You are not worthy

Farther than the sun from me

Farther than I'd have you be

And I go north, I get so cold

My heart is lava under stone

You are not worthy

You are not worthy

With your calculating eyes

Spinning figures

You cannot see me, no ... 

And if I tell myself enough, I'll believe it

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Thank you very much.