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Petroc and the lights
02:38
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My mother keeps my father’s heart
She’s an artist, he’s her guard
She paints them colour though it’s dark
A smile broke on my brother’s face
As the amour dropped, so did the weight
To reveal his true shape
I hold them up in the light
I soak my thoughts in this silence
Heading back in the night
Perhaps a little too fast
My sister smiling and little tipsy
It’s time for me to leave this party
I walk home with thoughts of my family,
with me
I hold them up in the light
I soak my thoughts in this silence
Heading back in the night
Perhaps a little too fast
On the hill in the headlights
As the car breaks the silence
They were driving in the night
Just a little too fast
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2. |
Further on this journey
04:16
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Hear the roar, as I take up to the sky
And we soar
But if the engine fails, well I wont turn back.
And we fight
And we rolled in unison
Then you dive and you
swooped my tail in one
But the sun hides me
But the son hides me
Well soon I could be the dust that falls in flames to ashen ground
But don’t you please, undercarriage, give way just as I can land
We strike the ground
As low as we can dare
Before we’re bound
We can take up to the air
Can you come with me?
Can you come with me?
Well I’d have you take me further on this journey to my heart
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3. |
With words alone
04:16
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I found a way
To make time stay
Write it down fast, before it floats away
My words, all washed up, on the shore
Yours, scattered like leaves on the floor
And our times, are far apart
So I will build a bridge, with words alone
And I’ll fill these pages,
with moments I’ve known
And you have my hand
And you have a way to, understand
How much time has passed
And how old I have grown
My time, it won’t stay
I see each minute as it floats away
Like your golden words
Fall to the floor between you and me
I’m trying to see
These moments of time are lost in rhyme
I’m trying to see
So I will build a bridge, with words alone
And I’ll fill these pages,
With moments I’ve known
And you have my hand
And you have a way to, understand
How much time has passed
And how old I have grown
You are the reader of these words
that I write as they happen in time
And our times, are far apart
But my watch, on your wrist, it still ticks
And my watch, on your wrist, it still ticks
And these pages are filled with
every stitch of the time that I spent
But my watch, on your wrist, it still ticks
And my watch, on your wrist, it still ticks
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4. |
In your life
04:18
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Some get a baby, get a baby
On their first time, on their first time
Some have to wait their turn
It might not happen, might not happen
What to do then, what to do then
Take another’s and watch it learn.
And what you had in your head for your life
What ever you were fed in your life,
It’s a new story now.
Waited this long to be happy
Am I happy, am I happy?
Or do I wish to, do I wish to run
There’s always something, always someone
To bring you back to where you came from
To make you know that you’re not alone
And what you had in your head for your life
What ever you were fed in your life,
It’s a new story now.
Unexpected and expected
It’s a life to be respected however you get
to the end
And what you had in your head for your life
What ever you were fed in your life,
It’s a new story now.
And what you had in your head for your life
What ever you were fed in your life, it’s a new
It’s a new story now.
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5. |
For the time being
03:22
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Down is up and up is down
Tell me are you going round
Down is up and up is down
Tell me are you going round
Is this your first time or is this your last
Can you see the moments as they pass
For the time being I will stay
For the time being I will stay here
For a time, for your time
Can you see, how the trees...
Growing up and growing down
Tell me are we going round?
Into the ground
Into the sky
Into the sea
Inside me
All in time
For the time being
For the time...
For the time being I will stay
For the time being I will stay here
For the time being I will stay
For the time being I will stay
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6. |
We are rotating
04:31
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Father sows the corn
We need the snow to fall
The father gives us grace
This is our father’s place
The old ways are fine
Slowly we’ll glide
Our world carries on
In this place we call home
Growing, always
Sowing, sometimes
Knowing, what will be perhaps
Learning, from the
Ones we love, sometimes
Praying to, one above.
The family grows
The movies will show
How to dream, how to dare
How to love and to be fair
Learn your lessons as you go
Your next year could be bad
52 bushels an acre
Is the best we’ve ever had
Growing, always
Sowing, sometimes
Knowing, what will be perhaps
Learning, from the
Ones we love, sometimes
Praying to, one above.
Extending, for the
Corn is in, we are
Rotating, we are
Rotating
Our mother bears a child
She’ll be with them for a while
They can’t always stay
Release their arms and fly away
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7. |
A different path
02:54
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I have a question in my heart
Its one that’s been there from the start
And as I make my way through life
I try to keep it close to mind
And when somebody asks
I can only say
What it is I’ve learnt
Along the way
I call you my sister my mother
I call you my father my brother
To see me, to see me, to see me through
Do you see me, well I see you
You have a question in your heart
Its one that’s been there from the start
And as I make my way through life
Keep it close, to your mind
We all have our different paths
Where we end and where we start
And it’s not always what we know
That takes us where we want to go
I call you my sister my mother
I call you my father my brother
To see me, to see me, to see me through
Do you see me, well I see you
Sister mother father brother
I see you, I see you, I’ll see you through
I’ll see you through
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A mind can
Start to fade
Still feeling
Endless hate
You seem
Far away
We built a memory
From the debris
After losing
Everything
One hand
Shows an age
One hand
Shakes away
You seem
Far away
We built a memory
From the debris
After losing
Everything
This house is hoarding
Thoughts and talking
Through the losing
Of everything
Dig deep
Don’t forget
Some thoughts
Are better kept
Mist all
In these eyes
Preparing
Goodbye
We built a memory
From the debris
After losing
Everything
This house is hoarding
Thoughts and talking
Through the losing
Of everything
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9. |
For the view
04:23
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Within wires I built a garden
To escape
Cleared the ground and started planting
We’ll be safe, we’ll be safe
Boulders moved and limbs were severed
For the view
Borrow emptiness so that you
Can see through, can see through
There is peace within this garden
Walk around
There’s a scene within this garden
Then I found, then I found
There were many wires growing
From the ground, from the ground
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10. |
Beneath the blue
03:33
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Something struck
A familiar trust
Unwavering love
Old eyes to see
This broken life, clearly
Beneath the depths of all this,
Blue emotion that has crept onto
Your shore, and are you sure,
You’re OK, because I see you’re maybe
a little broken, yes
But it’s nothing that won’t mend
Come on old friend
Down to the ocean
Come on old friend
Follow me
But I didn’t see your fear
I didn’t see you begin
To disappear
Underneath the blue
But I reached for you
Down through the depths
And I found your hand
And now you safe and on dry land
My lad, my boy, young man
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11. |
All aboard
02:38
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Sat in white plastic chairs
Facing into the mountains stair
What a view, I miss you
Sat inside a white wash box
Facing out to the sea
Such a blue, I miss you
All Aboard the blue sky
All Aboard the blue sea
We’ve all shipped ourselves of to
The same dream
And I could not see
That we were breaking
I could not see
That we were breaking at the seams
Sat in my darkened room
Facing the screen of impending doom
Nothing new, I miss you
Kitchen cupboards looking bare
Fathers face filled with despair
Why’s he here?
I miss you
And I could not see
That we were breaking
I could not see that we were
Breaking at the seams
Broken cupboard, leaking pool
Cat Shit Scavengers start to rule
Life’s not fair
I miss you
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Catherine O’Flynn
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13. |
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Roisin Meaney
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14. |
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Patrick Gale
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The Bookshop Band Bath, UK
The Bookshop Band write songs inspired by books and play them in bookshops. They started as a collaboration between a group of musicians in Bath and their local independent bookshop, Mr B's Emporium. Now they are about to go on tour, sponsored by Vintage Books and Independent Booksellers Week, around other bookshops and lit fests. Catch them if you can. Details at www.thebookshopband.co.uk ... more
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