The Complete Works (Years 2 - 6)

by The Bookshop Band

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Follow to a hole Falling for a while Passing vertically One side makes you grow One side makes you small What size should one be? Curious and curiouser Things aren’t what they seem Queer old smoking caterpillar What does all this mean? Asking questions why No sense did she find Alice wanders on Curious and curiouser Things aren’t what they seem Weeping turtle sleepy mouse It must be time for tea Curious and curiouser Things aren’t what they seem The Queen of Hearts is furious This life is but a dream Off with all their heads Painting flowers red There’ll be no one left Curious and curiouser Things aren’t what they seem The Queen of Hearts is furious This life is but a dream x2 Curious and curiouser Things aren’t what they seem The Queen of Hearts is furious
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Flight Fight sharp claws spike, through Bright eyes cold light shine, too Dark lane, men’s face take shape, Dark matter decends on you, Dark lane, men’s face take shape, Dark matter decends on you, You’d better Watch your back You’d better Watch your back Swords clash red black white skin and fur Slice pounce bite grip rip fists hit purr The fight lights a fire in me Like night it grows steadily You think I’m done but soon you’ll see The fight lights a fire in me The fight lights a fire in me Throw what you’ve got, I’m ready You and your wretched fantasies The fight lights a fire in me You’d better Watch your back You’d better Watch your back Everyone is on the hunt Watch your back Everyone is on the hunt Watch your back
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Her: God speed fair Helena, wither away? Hel: Call you me fair? that fair again unsay. Demetrius loves your fair: O happy fair! Your eyes are lode-stars; and your tongue's sweet air More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear, When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear. Sickness is catching: O, were favour so, Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go; My ear should catch your voice, my eye your eye, My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet melody. Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated, The rest I'd give to be, to you translated. O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart. Her: I frown upon him, yet he loves me still. Hel: O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill! Her: I give him curses, yet he gives me love. Hel: O that my prayers could such affection move! Her: The more I hate, the more he follows me. Hel: The more I love, the more he hateth me. Her: His folly, Helena, is no fault of mine. Hel: None, but your beauty: would that fault were mine! Her: Take comfort: he no more shall see my face; Lysander and myself will fly this place.
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Edward was a man of scientific acclaim But he was tainted by past of his family name He wanted a clean slate with his baby soon to be So he invented, a time machine As his wife calls to him for tea He says I’m off to change history But I’ll be back in a moment or two….. But who could? He could Edward Oxford He leapt through time and landed in old London town Bonnets and top hats, on the people milling round, They were they to see the queen, and he was there to save his name But distracted by a future self and slow to intervene. As he tried to stop his man The gun slipped in their hands And they shot Queen Victoria But who could? They could The Edward Oxfords In the scuffle his ancestor was impaled upon the fence Edward actions caused, a new chain of events Edward looks around, and sees his past is all fucked up There’s every chance he wont exist and wont be going back He’s going to restore History as it was before No mater, what is takes But who could? He would Edward Oxford As he Sprung around in time trying to fix what he has done But he ends up making thing much worse, and frightening everyone He tried to stop himself, but only got in the way It didn’t matter who he hurt, and caused havoc in his wake And history has changed For the sake of a name Which doesn’t exist any more But who would? He would Edward Oxford His wife is stuck in time, somewhere waiting with his tea Its amazing what will make a man commit atrocities He thought it was a simple task and he was coming back But Edward Oxford turned into Spring Heeled Jack A lesson for us all Don’t time travel at all But if you do, then don’t kill anyone But who would? He would Edward Oxford
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Sail over Battersea in your velocipeade Show off your skills in the air Don't let Technologists catch you and saw of bits What are they building in there? It's such a joy to be in my velocipeade Flying as high as a bird Smog over London Looks jolly splendid I've heard Smog over London Looks jolly splendid I've heard London’s not meant to be The way it turned out to be God didn’t save the Queen-o Talking dogs on the streets, Bloody parakeets, Exploding wolves, don't you know Who'd have thought Nightingale Would side with all those males Making a hash of us all Smog over London Looks jolly splendid I've heard Smog over London Looks jolly splendid I've heard
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I can subhear you speaking with your mind So many pathways waiting for a sign How can I hear you speaking with your mind? Redact a memory take it from your life Time you were here Your time is near Your time is long My timing’s wrong A script is written deep within your soul If you can open up there is a hole Receive the better, brighter memories Dark moods can spiral and they can deceive Instrumental He’s on his way Ways they can change Changing your ways Wait for a change Forget what you learn Scared you might burn Ripped from one life A fight to survive. Taken away to the other side To another life with the anchorites Taken away to the other side From the one he loved for just one night The fickle future is a grey grim glow Not enough to eat for the youth No one to follow, no great hope Write the unified truth. Take them away to the other side To another life where they can survive Take them away to the other side So the ones I love can stay alive. I want to hear you speaking with your mind So many pathways waiting for a sign How can I hear you speaking with your mind? Redact a memory now this is my life.
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Oberon 04:10
A silly air is in tonight A fairy’s trick, a trick of light Ill fated love, not granted true A father’s heartless matching threw For hearts deep into the night Where woodland magic will take flight And turn the hearts and turn the heads And turn the actors from their friend’ s Unfortunate plight And who to blame this mess upon? Our own dear Puck and Oberon Our own dear Puck and Oberon Oberon Oberon….. How much can change with just a slight Twist of day And turn of light With the moon such strange things can creep And when we wake should we believe our sleep? Darkness casts such dreams and tricks Confusion it does come so quick And with our dreams come strange truths And unbeknown our hearts moved on And unbeknown our hearts moved on Hearts Moved on Oberon Oberon He turned their hearts and turned their heads And turned the actors from their friend x3 And who to blame this mess upon Oberon x2 Oberon Oberon In our minds, we might forget But the body, cannot un-tell Deep inside the dream is true And marks us with it’s tale And who to blame this mess upon Oberon
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High, high above, the North Pole On a mountain, above the clouds, once lived a man His children, are falling, from the sky All children, except one, grow up He was born, with a gift, of laughter And a sense that the world was mad. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times Writing a song about first lines It was the age of wisdom, of foolishness It was the Season of light, season of dark Drawing the reader in right from the start It was the spring of hope, the Winter of despair The sun shone, having no, alternative It was the day, my grandmother, exploded It was a pleasure to burn The church is blowing a sad windblown ‘Kathleen’ On the bells in the skid row slums as I wake up all woebegone and goopy Transformed into a monstrous vermin It was the season of light, the season of dark Inspiration comes from The Past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times Light of my life, fire of my loins It was love at first sight, love at first sight All this happened, more or less, more or less
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Keep your head down Let it end for hours Throw sand into the air To fall as bricks, but you’re Not a vessel of consequence The wind is Keep your head down Let it spin for hours Sell your house And buy gold At least you’ll have something You can control The sand that we salvage Swirls like dust That chaos encourages So we just Keep our heads down Let it end for hours Keep our heads down Let it end for hours
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I want to laugh but I don’t know how to laugh I’m trying hard but I’m caught up in the past Knock knocking Knock knocking I’d open the door to you I’ve seen it all before and I know what I should do It’s not my imagination, I hear Knock knocking Knock knocking I’d open the door to you Can’t think what it would be To think about us see No expectations of you Or anything at all Knock knocking Knock knocking I’d open the door to you My actions are loud, much louder than my thoughts My mind won’t tell me that I could go to court I hear knock knocking Knock knocking I’d open the door to you They say it’s all to do with chance, anticipation, circumstance I hear knock knocking Knock knocking I’d open the door to you Clarinet I learnt how to cry a long long time ago It’s part of me to let the tears flow
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A whimsical and fleeting moment as she notices the shapes that the shadow of the railings make. But the whimsey only comes with words because the feeling it creates inside her is a truth that can never be described. She’s like a plucked string vibrating from deep inside. She’s like the wind when it’s catching something light and dancing it to the sky. And in the dance you might catch a glimpse of her. And as the note rings she feels a tingle of truth that she always watches for, but can never, never be described. And all those moments cling to her, and one by one they stitch together. And as she stands in this new dress, she finds that it reveals parts of herself usually carefully concealed. She’s like a plucked string vibrating from deep inside. She’s like the wind when it’s catching something light and dancing it to the sky. And her body is a sight of contrasts, like the city in which she lives, refusing to be held back like London and its many costume changes, well like London and its many costume changes. And no one will ever know the way these moments feel. And no one will ever know there’s no way to say. It’d never sound right if I tried to explain. The words would cast the wrong light, it wouldn’t be the same. I’m liked a plucked string vibrating from deep inside. I’m like the wind when it’s catching something light and dancing it to the sky. I’m liked a plucked string vibrating from deep inside. I’m like the wind when it’s catching something light and dancing it to the sky. And my body is a sight of contrasts, like the city in which I live, refusing to be held back, well like London and its many costume changes, well like London and its many costume changes.
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Run, Oreo 02:59
This house is full, why don’t you Leave the food and just Run Oreo, run… Don’t look back as you pass Cerro de la Chingada Leave your home and mother The house is marked for disaster It all just makes you run faster Cerro de la chingada Run Oreo, run… This house will fall It makes good soil for new walls We’ve no home for being poor Better off are cattle Run Oreo, run…
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My father is clever but stubborn So he never gives in We had a chance to escape This shit we live in Can’t tell if we are poor Or simply growing This line’s so fine we dine on Whatever’s going My family think I’m a liar Reality burns like the fire Listen you wont hear the silence The rich they get to eat As much as they like No idea that I take because it’s a fight For survival in this box of nonsense Noticed for the wrong and not the right My family think I’m a liar Reality burns like the fire Listen you wont hear the silence Confusion it feels like losing It leads to bruising Losing to the rich is just confusing Impossible to be free in your choices Suffocates the mind hearing these voices Listen you won’t hear the silence
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We are the foxes working around the town We are the foxes working for you Bring out your boxes before you settle down We are the foxes working for you Don’t be afraid cos you know what we prefer Smile on your faces, so that’s what we do Don’t need to pay us, we’re happy in our work We are the foxes working for you Running rings round Covers more ground We’re foxes in a big rush Jumping on a night bus City lights glow Like a light show We’re keeping strange hours Smelling all the flowers And in the morning when all our work is done Shifts are changing and you’ll be up soon We’ll hear you coming then we’ll be on our way We are the foxes working for you
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You, with your dark, sleepless, eyes Me, with my, silent disguise You didn’t ask I liked it like that We didn’t need The conversation That we lacked We just sat, and walked, in the silent snow To me so beautiful To you an old foe And we fell into a swift intimacy That suited you That suited me In a new coat and warm gloves That meant that I wasn’t such A foreign sight I became, a new, occupation in your life And you became my new disguise And we fell into a swift intimacy I stuck with you, you stuck with me The Snow, keeps me off the ground As I plant, my heavy feet A face, unknown in this town My past, is buried deep And we fell into a swift intimacy I stuck with you And you stuck with me
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No familiarity Keep my anonymity Hope for an incongruity To set me free, falling through A place, in my old mind I see, through these new eyes Less fixed by this old frame Less weighted down Less weighted down Set me free falling, set me free falling Set me free falling, set me free Something violent and free is in me As I walk these streets Stepping in time, to my Own, line, of thought No familiarity Keep my anonymity Hope for an incongruity To set me free, falling through Set me free falling, set me free falling Set me free falling, set me free
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Father’s left us for a beauty queen If only he could see that we need him The gap is getting bigger, we’re all drifting If I were a boy I could step in She’s still searching for a better place Lavenders blue but there’s no trace Shame she can’t disguise her face If she was born here might not be the case Secrets fill our minds up We’re hiding so much We’re guided by the past We’re Shrouding the truth in veils The boy is only seven going on 19 No one noticed that he grew up The other fell towards a violent scene Didn’t want a stain to our name Longing for my own closed door Where I can hide my fears and my joys Restricted by a family law I can’t be free like the boys She has seen it all before In a different place, different name The other tries to save their honour He loves her and he hates her for the shame.
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The Falling 03:47
You know my face Even though I don’t Recognise myself And here I was Hanging on by a thread To this place on the shelf Pushed out and down No one to see Until your old eyes Fell on me And it’s me, I am falling I will catch you, Here I stand With the wild, birds soaring Come with me, Take my hand It is me, I am watching I will catch you, here I stand The child, He’s still drawing Dreaming creatures, Here I am And it’s wild, The storm is coming The world is spinning, Round and round The heat, Where I’m now laying So sudden, Hit the ground The eyes, are surrounding Shrouded, covered face And it’s me, I have fallen Hit the surface, Stop the chase And the child, He’s still drawing Every breath, Found him safe The wild birds are soaring Hit the surface stopped the chase It is me, I have fallen Tried to catch you, here I lay And the child he’s still drawing Standing witness, he is safe.
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I'm Dust 02:55
Find me, my head is bloody. Help me, my father’s coming to hide me. I’m dust, and you’re going. But you’ll find me When you settle your toes in. Hold me, I know how you’re feeling Find me, you’re close and I need you.
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Cleveland 03:56
Quaaludes and cocktails A story book lane A girl with three names A place, post Watergate Freed from its bird cage Where the unafraid parade But in the sparkling mess of it all From the back of her mind this thought Takes to the floor Perhaps, we should all Go back to Cleveland Where we know what around the bend Go back to Cleveland But then a shock of birds Soar through the crystal blue sky Citizens of Atlantis The Madrigal Enchantress cries All San Franciscans must return to the sea The royal we, are just biding our time On this far out, far flung peninsula Where an earthquake Waits to take us home But for now we’ll boogie on down the road Whilst we wonder in the back of our minds Should we all go back to Cleveland Where we know what around the bend Go back to Cleveland But then a shock of birds Soar through the crystal blue sky Citizens of Atlantis The Madrigal Enchantress cries And we decide, to stay and bide our time On this far out, far flung peninsula
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Look at me, numbed by the TV I’m stone to the end, I’m stone to the end. I said I’m fine It’s not my fault, it’s my wife We’re born in the bed To be alive when we’re dead She said I’m blind. You live in hope but you’re not alive When fear plays no part And hope blinds your heart So you a gambling man You live your life in the next hand Eyes closed to the sky Asleep where you lie Instead of waiting for your life Look around and see your wife You sit there dreaming you could fly But you can walk there if you try There’s a sedative to hope That can stop you being in love There’s no point hoping you can fly But sit there dreaming if you like Instead of waiting for your life…. Look at me, peddling this old dream There’s hope in this show I subdued for now.
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Let us sing a story Of murder in a shop The details are so gory You’d pay us to stop The coppers say it’s fine And to go about our days Singing for a living in (dis)honest ways The case is closed. But it wont no accidental, and everybody knows it We suppose that the coppers gone and looked the other way We’ve seen these two odd gentlemen about the place Asking everybody what they heard So chuck us down a penny, we won’t lie (to your face) And we’ll give this song another verse The case is closed. But it wont no accidental, and everybody knows it We suppose, that the coppers gone and looked the other way There’s lots of speculation bout who it might have been Who’d have the motivation to set this awful scene The Duke of Cumberland Or Spring Heeled Jack? Or any of the fellas We see round the back? The case is closed. But it wont no accidental, and everybody knows it We suppose, that the coppers gone and looked the other way The poor get no say in these criminal affairs Let alone the matters of the state Even if the printer sold his dodgy wares We didn’t think that he deserved his gruesome fate The case is closed But it wont no accidental, and everybody knows it We suppose, that the coppers gone and looked the other way Get lost, we’re closed Cos it wont no accidental and everybody knows it We suppose, that the coppers gone and looked the other way
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This is no place to hide your lights. This is no place to hide.
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Some say that travel Is like an escape Escape from your own self Escape from your own place A way for to find Another type of you Kang Kang burru! Chin Chin Noru! Run Run Run Kang Kang burru! Chin Chin Noru! Run Run Run So kiss the Blarney Stone for me And if you get the chance Give my dearest love ‘Oui Oui’ To the President of France Bring me back a Pyramid Or else a Spanish comb And don’t forget that I’m all set To welcome you back home And don’t forget that I’m all set To well come you back home Kang Kang burru! Chin Chin Noru! Run Run Run Kang Kang burru! Chin Chin Noru! Run Run Run
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I’m meant to fit right in To a box not made for my skin Small town, small town Forever waiting for life to begin Life starts when you’re very young Things we recall and where we come from Make us who we become What we run to and from what we run Sail away to escape this town Become another type of man Dark hides the love and light I still want to change this ground Hide me, hide me Life’s not the same when you’re not around And I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I love you, I hate you, I miss you, I love you, I hate you, I miss you. And I’m scared of you. You think you lost everything you’ve ever had Left with a breath and a fighting chance. To carry on, to carry on Always hoping to make a new start To carry on, To carry on I love you, I hate you, I miss you...
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A hollow type of conversation Elevated above the situation Sitting In a cool café A place made fake By our presence But my persistence to see through the Opaque Pictures portrayed, I take the unlit way Trying to escape The cliché A sad man stands Selling things that are Not in demand And strangers pass Cameras in hands Well greased to, ease through And where am I And why am I here And try as I might, well I can’t see through Must I always Hold this view Standing alone in crowd I take a photo of how The sun looks, now my home land changed By the perspective I must now take Standing alone In a strange land Held by strangers hands My logic grows loose like a dream The places that they take me Unconnected to these scenes And they play, in front of me Shapes change, my memory Is stained, reality Stays ingrained, with their shape
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I read a book about motorcycle stories In my room, in my room, in my room Without exception they are Quite amazing journeys I’ll finish it soon, I’ll finish soon, I’ll finish it soon A sense of freedom And them defining countries On their way, on their way, on their way Making roads that didn’t exist before them In their wake, in their wake, in their wake They didn’t know where they were going, when they started Oh what a life, what a life, what a life But I don’t drive, I can’t even afford glasses So how will I learn to ride, learn to ride? I get the sense that it was easier in the 50s Before my time, before my time, Before my time Adventure grade insurance cheaper in the 50s I’ll bide my time, I’ll bide my time, Bide my time At a pension-able age I’ll get my glasses Before I die, before I die, before I die I’ll learn to ride a motorcycle in my 60s Before I drive, before I drive, before I drive Before I drive, before I drive, before I drive
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It’s a miracle that all this docile Strength waits behind, One tiny lever for the pressure of my hand Face and lips, hit by tiny flying bits, bullet like, As we crash into the wind A cold cry, rushing, screeching past my ears, As the air careers into and either side, of my head, as it breaks, the air, And my speed snaps At the feast of road ahead. My surplus emotion expressed, extravagantly on the tarred blue road ahead of me And after a long day of restraint, Soon my bed would be laid down, But before, I’ll be pulling on my breeches And walking out that door, to my bike A couple of kicks, and its first glad Roar at being alive There goes that noisy bugger again, Someone would cry, every time, And off I’d fly My surplus emotion expressed extravagantly on the tarred blue road ahead of me He’s a son of thunder (whoooah) Lawrence of Arabia... My surplus, emotion expressed extravagantly On the tarred blue road ahead, of me Straight, empty and dry, Perfectly stretched out into the evening light With the yellow sun on my left, Our shadow stretching out on the right On our new road, Our flight became bird like He’s a son of thunder (whoooah) Lawrence of Arabia...
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There has not been rain For two years and a day The same for everyone With our spades to the ground We will do what we can In the dust, and the dry, and the sun There’s a place Where it rains, where it rains, where it rains Oh how we want to live there There’s a time to sow And a time to go A time to leave this land We’d have thirst for a beer If it wasn’t so dear We’ll get through this hand in hand There’s a place Where it rains, where it rains, where it rains Oh how we want to live there There’s a well, we are told Where the water has held But all is not so clear They say that past the rim There’s a deadly pool within And so we shan’t go near There’s a place Where it rains, where it rains, where it rains We pity the souls who live there Because the only thing that grows Is the little white rose And of that you must beware There’s a place Where it rains, where it rains, where it rains We pity the souls who live there
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Oh give me, give me hope, give me hope God, God he, he gives and he takes away The dark, the dark it tortures me, It tortures me I need, I need to talk to you, talk to you It rains, it rains And roses grow Singing one more step along the road I go One more step along the road I go The mad, the madness is pulling me, Pulling me The land, green as the wool, it’s unraveling, Unraveling, unraveling, unraveling It rains, it rains And roses grow Singing one more step along the road we go Down to the well, it’s the well that knows One more step along the road we go Down to the well it’s the well who knows Oh give me, give me a rope, that I can pull I’m searching, searching for something, Something to tell me it wasn’t you It wasn’t me, it wasn’t you, it wasn’t me Where is our love? Where is our love? You can have all of my love I won’t be needing it I will never, never stop Stop believing it It rains, it rains And roses grow Singing one more step along the road we go Down to the well, it’s the well that knows One more step along the road we go Down to the well it’s the well who knows
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A line In a space In a place, uncharted As I look at the face of you As I make my way To your boundaries I realise that if I trace the way I came Then others might Do the same And find you like I did And find you like, I did And I could mark the points of interest on your skin so They would see and I could join them in A pattern to make People find each place Of you I think is worth finding And as I look at the face of you I realise no one knows you like I do So I will make a map, Of where you start and end And I will show in line where you rise and fall And I will point it out in pen, The parts of you that lend, Themselves well to visiting And as I pass my map of you to my friend Well he gets it and he sees you like I do Well I guess not quite like I do Because I’ve marked you with my hand And I have walked you with my shoes And I have mapped you with my eye I have studied every inch of your surface and I know every undulation And as I look, at the face of you I realise no one knows you like I do But perhaps My little map Will give them a clue
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Twinkle Park 01:52
Before it gets dark There’s a game that we could play Let’s go to twinkle park It’s a hop and jump away You’ve got to get around the park It’s a circular route from the end to the start You cant walk, because that’s no fun You’ve got to get around, on just one (leg) If you land on two I might just be better than you Watch me as I hop through Twinkle Park Twinkle Park So we hop very high You score less the more try A little like golf, but here you fly! In Twinkle Park “I got 44” “Well I guess you need to practice more, Cos I got 38, a bit better than you” “But not that great, because I once got 17” “Well I heard that you were cheating” We’d better head back to the start, In Twinkle park
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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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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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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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In your life 04:18
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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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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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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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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For the view 04:23
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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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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All aboard 02:38
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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No light since I was twelve, it’s a dark world I’m hidden away, told I’m a bad girl He comes to me, like a dream in the night He cuts into me and shows blood to be bright Is God one of us? Does my heart control my mind? Does my soul cry out for pain? Is there mercy in my brain? Cut Save Care Crave She’s my willow tree Didn’t think there could be one To understand, the place that I come from It’s a dark world, I breathe her pain Please scream for me Is there madness in my brain? Is God one of us? Does my heart control my mind? Does my soul cry out for pain? Is there mercy in my brain? Cut Save Care Crave He’s more monstrous than I thought But our bond eats up my shame Bloody Bones, he’s not to blame
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From the river a story rose A young miller who chose to make his home Hooowwwl, hoooowwwwlll High on the River, the old mill stands The new Miller, An Independent man But his ways they were strange His humour well it easily enraged, And at night, he would Howl, like a wild wolf, to the moon, And They lie, cursing his name The Howling Miller, the fool Howwwlll, Hoooowwl And Soon they came, With negotiations drawn And then they marched With an overwhelming force, Bound by a stronger hand No longer the keeper of his land And at night, he would Howl, A wild man, in a room, For his life, was a cage The Howling Miller, the fool Howoool, Howoool, Howoool, Howoool But, from their Asylum, he took flight Spread wings, a wild goose against the night As he braced, his webbed feet to land A striding wolf as he, touches the ground Into the mountain woods he ran And at night, he would Howl, A wild wolf, against the moon And they lie, afraid to sleep For the unnatural sound Of the wild wild wolf That hunted them now Of the wild wild wolf Through the night, he would Howl….. Howwwlll, Hoooowwl, Howooooool
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Godspeed 04:32
Godspeed and on my way Come here to seek a fortune Arrived on a stormy day Hoping I’ll reach the shoreline Stepping out, I’m alone Bearing my name on cases A town wearing washed up clothes From boats that didn’t make it Somewhere in the depths of this ship Cried a stranger (Magdalena) Somewhere in the depths of this ship Cried a stranger So many muddied hands Washing gold-bearing gravel All that is flowing down Carried by the river Silt’s clogging up the bay Dangerous to weigh a boat in Even the lucky stay Gold is not known for floating Somewhere in the depths of my mind Cried a stranger (Magdalena) Somewhere in the depths of this ship Cried a stranger... If I am a lucky man, I will be going home Not on the ship I came, That one has run aground
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The Ankou 04:12
Bride by Kate Mosse. One night when I was walking far And getting short of Light I saw a village down below A shelter for the night I saw a figure crouching down Attending to a sheep The animal had lost it’s life The mountainside was steep Oh no! Here we go Heave ho, We take the bones Heave ho, here we go The souls we have to row The Man he took me further in And showed me to a bed Not his but other villager’s And not a word he said The morning brought the fishermen I thought that I could help They kept a distance from the man But why? I couldn’t tell. Feeling sorrow for the man I went to hear his say He told a story, but in part Then I was dragged away I couldn’t settle in my mind So ran across the sand Asked if I could go with him To sea, and the island Oh no! Here we go Heave ho, as we row Heave ho, whittle the bones The dead they have to go. Oh no! Here we go Heave ho, We take the bones Heave ho, here we go The souls we have to row The boat was heading out to sea I felt a steady flow Seemed we were sailing very fast And also very low The boat was getting heavy now The air was getting close The drowned were climbing all aboard It was filling up with ghosts Oh no! Here we go... Faces all around me now Not all of them complete Sure their souls would be set free Relieved to have a seat. What I could not believe to be Is some were left behind “Why is this?” I cried to him I thought it was unkind They do not deserve it yet They wont be saved for now My grandfather had told me this The man was the Ankou The dead they scrambled from the boat When we got to the shore The smell was awfully sickening They used me as a floor Oh no! Here we go... We turned around and left them there And headed for the land The boat was light, and thinner now Waves took us to the sand What I saw out there that night Will never leave my mind The man was called to do this job The most gruesome of its kind. Oh no! Here we go...
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Perhaps a person, is made from layers of habit That compress, over time like layers of rock Maybe I am a mountain Immovable and casting Shadows across, all I see. To look inside, is to awaken To look out, is to dream On the Mountain side strides mystery His legs are reaching, his eyes are wide In the lake resides our hidden screams Silenced by, its deep, waters A surface so sublime, a fairy-tale picture A gentle death might take us further down the line [A reading from The Age Of Magic by Ben Okri] Now let’s begin, and let’s begin again Now let’s begin, as we end. Our lives are made of tides Pulled through by the moon Take care to recognise, the changing mood In the darkness we may decide to start anew In the darkness we may decide to start anew
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Baby you’re an evil man Well, Honey, I do what I can Baby you’re an evil Baby you’re an evil man Living in a perfect world Trusting the all-knowing gods Then everything’s determined And everything is destined I’d imagine in an ordered world The futures looking very dull Nothing is moving... So who’d create a universe Where the definition of success Becomes a lump of iron, A great big soup of ions? Chaos is not a state The point is that you’ll never know it Chaos is a process And Chaos is life’s way of working And Chaos is my way of And Chaos is my way of ... And Chaos is my way of working We’re burdened with the choice we feel We’ll never understand free will Chaos is a gift, if a little unpredictable Chaos is a gift, if a little unpredictable (Still) Baby, you’re an evil man Well, honey I do what I can
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In, stepping further in, welcomed by the light Seeing the others around Will I make a sound? Will I know the way? What is it I’ve found? Listen to the ones, listen to the end Blowing a candle out Past the door, stand before me thirteen chairs I’m unprepared to tell a story, who’ll go next? Past the door, stand before me thirteen chairs Thirteen Chairs Gone, faces fade to black. I can hardly see, Where there used to be friends Some could be my age Want to know their way? What is it that I’ve found? Listen to a boy, listen to a girl Another candle out Past the door, stand before me thirteen chairs I’m unprepared to tell a story, who’ll go next? Past the door, stand before me thirteen chairs Thirteen Chairs Out, as the lights go out, As the darkness comes It’s getting closer to me Will I make a sound? Will I know the way? Starting to see what I’ve found Listen to the tales, listen to my tale Past the door, stand before me thirteen chairs I’m unprepared to tell a story, who’ll go next? Past the door, stand before me thirteen chairs Thirteen Chairs Will I make a sound, will I know the way? What is it that I’ve found? Listen to the ones, listen to the end Blowing a candle out
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Students for every word Watch out, this one’s a verb Well, you have to humour fate, and Help her to conjugate Leaning right down into her bed Waving your sword around your head We ought to be a little careful Though I will never be A man of great mystery I’ve many stories Lets run with the zombies Launch the assault and my friend has bled Though I intend not to loose my head When you’re surrounded by undead We ought to be a little careful Caught me in the end
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We just got married in this house I sense the guests are getting restless And so before we slumber I grant you, choose a number But first we must kiss under-neath the Mistletoe Let’s hide away in this old house We’ll count 100 then we’ll find you Before you reach your number I find a chest of timber A perfect place to linger, quietly And as I put my head down You’ll never find me I hear you running under the boughs of Mistletoe I’m still waiting for you to find me I must be very good at hiding
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These layers 04:48
I took a role in a play I’m being watched every day of my life If I were free it would be better for me Hmmm… Visions dance across my mind In a dream left behind I try to hold on to the lost But the thought is now a ghost Of what it used to be But that ghost belongs to me Ahh ahh ahh ahh A layer of evil tries To hide another side In a shadow forcing the light Behind a rock and out of sight A fight between myself Am I jealous of another self The darkness is where I live And when I die I’ll be rid of it ... Is this who I really am? Is this who I really am? Or am I pretending again, Or underneath these layers Is it me?
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A red coat to keep me warm Cloaked from this freezing storm And it’s been snowing for so long The cold, it feels like home My dark hair is growing long Hanging limp, its life has gone Past my shoulders it now lays The past within its dark display They say, time will take this sadness away They say, this heavy weight wont always be mine to bear But from where I stand, It’s time that has taken me there And it’s the pull of my past That’s holding me fast to the path ahead And it’s the weight of time That’s caught in my mind And holding my stare And as I step onto the ice covered stone Under the snow filled sky It’s time that is taking my hand As I say good bye.
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With a child’s face He turns, with sword The front to face. And observes the work Of Darwin’s conclusion As evolution falls Into its winter season A harsh frost is cast upon The minds of men who might Take us forward into light The shadow of the season Is yet to reach him Though a sodden baptism does await To determine his place As he turns to face With a mans hand And a child’s grace
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Voice of violent dreams Numb to what they see It still goes on Through the burning snow Wanting them to know So they won’t forget They won’t forget Write back from the front line This soldier fought well Like an angel And with his pen Watching them And then he fell
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The Undertow 04:41
Unnerved by, the immensities of life And the pull of, the empty hollow A stadium of space, creates a strong, undertow As he stands, beneath, the soulless sky Stay sharp, stay sharp and stay alive He stands watching the crowds pass by A heard of faceless, bodies that he has served It’s like he’s watching a TV nature show And the crowd becomes a shuffling herd of buffalo Stay sharp, stay sharp and stay alive So he stands, a strong American hero But with a famished feeling deep inside A void where his best parts should lie Stay sharp, stay sharp, stay alive And it’s the randomness that wears you down Sometimes as slight as bending to tie your boot Or turning your head left instead of right Random how that shit does twist your mind So it stays inside Stay sharp, stay sharp, and stay alive A strong brave American hero He’ll take your praise but you will never know And he is what you want him to be A face for your hopes and all your dreams And the mantra he echoes and repeats Fits in, but he’s thinking of home Oh but he’s thinking of home Oh but he’s thinking of home And Stay sharp and stay alive
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Come here you motherf%$?er You sold us out for A measly few dollar You know the stories gold-dust And you’re playing for us So are your words hollow? Fall in, this show makes you a man If you offer more, we’ll come back if we can So call me, when you know At least you’ve got my number on your phone I hear we’re beating terRor, what’s it like to pull a trigger We’d love to come and shoot ‘em (with you) I hear that we are winning, we appreciate what you’re doing We’ll have a beer when you get home Fall in, this war made me a man Falling, I’ll come home if I can Lady luck has played her hand I’m a hero, and lucky that I am And if falling, is all I’ll know Well, at least I’ve got your number on my phone I know I’m fodder for the show But the sergeants calling and if I’m honest I’d rather go. But the sergeants calling and if I’m honest I’d rather go. Come here you motherf%£@ers, You signed up to protecting all the others.
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Fire and forget, turn and walk away But now it’s just regret & longing for that day For the sun to rise and greet the skies Erase it from your mind Rewrite all the lives Fire and forget, watching through a screen Destructive, distant, dead. Decision done for real Real enough to feel it now, to know a loss of life Twisted wreckage from the power See the screen turn white Rewrite all the lives Fire and forget, what is left behind? A butterfly effect moving through our lives Wings beat distantly Stinging like a bee Live and re-live Find it hard to forgive Live and re-live Find it hard to forgive Find it hard to forgive Fire and Forget, turn and walk away But now it’s just regret & longing for that day For the sun to rise and greet the skies Erase it from your mind For the sun to rise and greet the skies Erase it from your mind Rewrite all the lives Rewrite all our lives
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Yashim, always in the right place Yashim, he investigates Yashim, he knows how to find Yashim, has eyes all around Yashim Yashim, always in the right place Yashim, he investigates Yashim, he knows how to find Yashim, has eyes all around Yashim, he’s invisible Yashim, almost invincible Yashim, he’ll go anywhere His foes must all beware Yashim, Yashim
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A nuclear kiss, sealed my lips A nuclear hit, changed all this An innocent pride and a dedicated tide of belief, had hold of me A nuclear love A nuclear time She had me from the moment, she climbed in He held me on a tight rope walking fast toward him And his dedicated pride, would wash through his smile That had hold of me A nuclear love A nuclear time And did you know me, well enough, to know What I’d do, on that day, When that day comes Now that day has come And they were unprecedented times And I was swept along in their tide A nuclear love A nuclear time And my mother well she’ll never know, the way I have started to grow And my father well he’ll never see the things I achieved And my son well he’ll never understand, why I played this hand A nuclear love A nuclear time An innocent pride
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Shrieks and cries, demon’s eyes We live to get his eyes, be his wives Secrets in these walls, broken rules All know, death could come, chosen one. We entice, he decides. Secrets in these walls, broken rules All know, death could come, chosen one. Bear a girl, cares are gone They want boys, stop the noise We live to get his eyes, be his wives Secrets in these walls, broken rules All know, death could come, chosen one All know, death could come, chosen one
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The Nature of things A Painting that rings Of a the dark dream That I walk through each day This Place Where the air is heavy Thick with delay All that I see Silently And this Painting laid, Out loose like a dream, In my kitchen A window in to another life A window to frame the way we might See things differently tonight In this dissonant light All that I see Silently Am I only Watching
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Like the stories of the ancients Fairy tales and urban myths I convince myself Something fresh to hold deep inside I know but they keep saying so that this case is, col-old A deep need too seek The truth In front of you Something fresh to hold deep inside I know but they keep saying so this case is Something fresh to hold deep inside I know but they keep saying so this case is, col-old Small shreds Fallen Fingers tread Through old news Stitched together with a thread of hope Deep inside I know something’s close I must trust the way the dust lies Something fresh to hold deep inside I know but they keep saying so this case is Something fresh to hold deep inside I know but they keep saying so this case is, col-old And like the stories of the ancients fairy tales and urban myths We see the signs, and we convince ourselves I convince myself.
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I’m living under the radar, My life is grounded I’ve nothing to desire Or be manipulated Thank God I’m not a rich man And I’ll never have money I haven’t got connections Or a great body So I’m told It’s a dark world out there I never want to be kidnapped, It’d be hardest my friends They’d have to find a ransom, And then it get’s complicated Thank God I’m not a rich man, I’m a manual labourer No holidays to Rio But I’m safe in Super Mare So I’m told It’s a dark world out there So lets drop these bodies in to the water I wonder if they’ll float for ever So lets drop these bodies in to the water I wonder if they’ll float for ever
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Silently we walk (silently we walk) Quietly I pray (quietly she prays) Quietly I smile Quietly I sing (quietly he sings) Softly she’s humming (hmmm) Out of the silent film Into the woods This. Is. Love. This. Is. Love. Into the woods we go Shifting to and fro And like trees we grow Into the woods we go He’ll keep his cover low But by the end you’ll know This. Is. Love. This. Is. Love. This. Is. Love. Quietly you leave I won’t need to grieve We’ll all have what we need, and I see This. Is. Love. This. Is. Love. This. Is. Love.
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When we’re young We Run into the sun When we’re young We ride into the night And tonight We’re gonna fly into the morning light Into the morning light The morning light Hits us right in the face The day taking its place In our minds The day that we came to ride The fresh dark air on my face The sweetest breath I could take The perfect destination The place unknown and strange And we take, each bend Like its our last And we ride Like were never coming back And tonight We’re gonna fly Into the morning light… Slow picking down on third Move into single strums Hits us right in the face The day taking its place In our minds The day that we came to ride
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Packed lunch in my rucksack as I head out onto the pavement, To start my daily evolution And by the time I reach the school gate A smile has reached my face And I’m the girl you all know Do you remember that party? It’s probably pretty hazy I hope that your OK. Dropped you home in your pajamas Now your sat next to that girl again Want to make sure your OK. Sittin at the back of the class Throwing paper planes for a laugh Sittin at the back of the class Paper aeroplanes is where it starts Do you want to meet me after class We could take walk Head down to the chip shop We could talk and never stop I’ll see you after class, We’ll run down to the beach We’ll run so fast And we’ll jump right in So I’m throwing paper planes Paper aeroplanes Paper aeroplanes Paper aeroplanes And even when they stare And even when they laugh And even when things get dark I’ll be there till the end I love you you’re my best friend We’re throwing paper planes Paper aeroplanes We’re throwing paper planes Paper aeroplanes…
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Here, in this car We are friends together This is a start And we’ll go where ever I’m not here to escape, but Just to feel the breeze Feel the wind on my face And breathe Here, in my heart Should I be another You, after all Look at me like some other Oh, what ever we forget now There’s nothing to forgive Winding down To let in air Take the wheel, like you’ve shown Take it real slow Do you feel you’re not alone, as you Take a stage of your own Here the wind has a flow But also many streams You can love who you loose And everyone it keeps We’re not here to escape but Just to catch a breeze Feel the wind shape the tree inside of me Here, in my heart Should I be another You, after all Look at me like some other
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The Lights 05:04
It looks like me But there’s a face that you can’t see I’m young and I should be free We’re young so let’s be Take me away From the scenes of today Where I can be who I am Not sure if I can Though the lights are gone I must carry on Though the lights are gone I must carry on You know me well I know you as well There’s a time to hide And a time to cry I’d suffocate In this small space For so long, so long Get me out So I can carry on Though the lights are gone I must carry on Though the lights are gone you must carry on Unknown feeling Left us living We change as the world goes round Who knows where we are bound I’m pegged to the ground And I can hear the best sounds Though the lights are gone I must carry on Though the lights are gone you must carry on Though you are gone we must carry on It’s not the end It’s not the end
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In a room faced with you In a room faced with life Not sure what to do this time This time And time is all we ever have So I sang Sang the only song I had I gave it all I got Had nothing to loose And like a leaf just dropped The breeze takes me across The Fields And takes these words and them fly This song and I Past the place, where my life once laid And the Universe is wide And when I open my eyes The room and I Stand silent and amazed For the child I am A mans song I sang And it carried me Carried me away Away I ran and away I stayed I’ll be home mam, on a windy day For though your child I am A mans song I sang Your child I am A mans song I sang And it carried me away
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Reckless, focusing devotion New life out on the horizon Hold on to fear like it’s golden Shoots through the body but I hold on My mind turns upside down There is no ground, almighty sound The silence Craving another hit of freedom Wanting more of it to feed on The world flies inside out I start to doubt Alone The silence Losing gravity I could die like this Still but falling free with my mind at ease Beauty, it’s the power of now I miss.
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A Slow Shift 04:12
The first drift, a slow tectonic shift A small fist on a window pane in the night Soft but sure, made the first Crack appear That would finally give way To the almighty roar That came careering through my life Obeying beasts that cried And in the white smoke and dust Hope stung our young eyes And in the white smoke and dust Hope stung our young eyes Years and miles From that child Dark night skies rain down It’s black light A gleaming road Through our young lives And in it’s surface I found the future and I I felt the universe expand My eyes they were opened wide And in the white smoke and dust Hope stung our young eyes And in the white smoke and dust Hope stung our young eyes And my mind was reeling with what could be Of particles and possibilities Time has passed Life has had It’s own way Ours to take Different paths How do we see clearly through each day?
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Sunsets are best when You give them coal, to help them glow Secrets, are often kept In the dark, but the bruises Always start to slowly show December brings that darkness through the door And then she swings and there’s diamonds on the floor A shard of halo to protect them all, from this home. Locked away, for safety Hidden here, been growing up for years And it’s a fight to find the gems of school But Wednesday’s walk sees Emeralds on the floor A jagged halo around us all, and this home. The sun’s set, but it’s not over yet.
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Autumn 1494, Henry placed his young son On a horses back to ride, Through the streets of London Against a writhing tide, of crowds Who were astonished to see The young prince passing by, Riding unaccompanied, His year was only three A Duke he will soon ride A duke you will soon find Young Henry they cried In Autumn 96, Warbeck’s men moved south To plunder and to pillage, From the English Mouth And challenge Henry’s claim To the English crown A Resistance it did rise And Henry’s raging tide, Of war would not subside Autumn 97, and Henry’s war raged on His mind full of suspicion, So many good men gone And dressed in costly black and grey, His fear it grew with every day So his war it raged on, His Kingdom would survive The Pretender and his men Began to sink beneath Henry’s raging tide, and firm set mind High up in the Tower Two young men now dwell Lost in mind and body, to the growing swell Of conspirators and plotting men, Their sorry young lives Quenched of all that meant, anything true Symbols of royal blood, So near their deaths grew Then in 1499 Warbeck and Warwick lost their, ill fated lives Their troubled souls released And Henry’s troubled mind, now at peace.
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Warbeck and Warwick were two young men Who were told they had claims To the throne of England But Henry the 7th, well he’d have none of this He locked them in the tower And was done with it They may as well, have been dead They may, as well have, been dead But then some time later Someone planned an escape And Henry the 7th, well he was enraged He’d have none of this, he’d have none of this And he chopped of their heads And was done with it They were dead, They were dead Poor Warbeck and Warwick Two unfortunate men Who thought they had claims To the throne of England Tortured and punished for their attempts Used by some many, for their own ends They were better off dead They were better off dead Poor Warwick and Warbeck
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There’s a story waiting inside Behind the door, as it opens wide And I wander in, hoping to nd something As they tell the stories we know And those we don’t are waiting to be held, And taken home There’s a strange man inside Who knows what I like He’ll rush with tea to my side And a stack of books piled high If I’m lucky enough there will be lots of stu That makes me smile inside In a shop with books in.... Shelves stacked high, lls my eyes Cant describe, who knows what you’ll nd A lovely lady guides me through I smell the pages, excitement grew How glad am I to be In company, of such Purveyors of quality Her knowledge is vast, Her hand reaches out And pulls the spine of a beautifully bound Book of delights, Picked especially for me I’m so happy in a shop with books in....
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It was on that fateful day you saw me dancing in the bar Your eyes caught mine and so I came and whispered in your ear I hadn’t thought of what to say or what you thought of me But it seemed to go pretty well and we left early Move on now seven months and we were married by the shore With the two of us together we never wanted more I’ll get a job to feed us and a home to keep us warm And in a year or so I think our children will be born. So onwards seven years and our little boy is ve I used to think I’d save him but at least he’s still alive We’ll have our ups and downs but I know our love will win So I’ll never leave this journey, not even at the end. Fast forward 20 years and I’ll have been a lucky man Our children will have grown and left the house back in our hands We’ll grow old by the seaside and we’ll drink tea in the car And I picture us beneath a grave, in each others arms. But now I catch myself as I am dancing in the bar A little over-thinking, and perhaps a stage too far I’ll just enjoy the moment, any more and I would be Too scared to dance like a fool, and you’d never see me
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I wake in the morning just before dawn Uhtceare my dreamery’s gone Thinking there’s so much to do and no time Day-peep comes but the sun doesn’t shine Cunctuation I can’t face the day Pissaprest, hope it goes away The rum-peeper shows me my pimginnits I’m trying fucation to cover my zits I can’t be bothered to straighten my hair I’m cymotrichous and I don’t care Most of my clothes are second hand I’m a ragabash cos I’m in a band I’m in need of ariston and a butter-shag My cackling farts are over done My toast is brizzled and Brizzle’s my home It’s time to leave it with my cello And more, to oxter lift and go It’s the day of the gig at the bookshop The band must charette and write till we drop It’s a panic party but a jolly one As long as we Chado to help us with songs Ben is our host and makes pots of tea We’re about to be golopshusly bedinnered you’ll see His cackling farts are just spot on There’s cheesy toast within this home Now it’s time to leave it with our big load And more, to oxter lift and go Waiting for people to turn up and sit Nervously practising this little bit Fisking around the bookshop and then The author and audience, ladies and men Now we’re at the song’s eschaton Soon to be qua tide for this little one. Nod-crafty people say they listened hard Now to be vinolent, hand me a glass. My fackling carts are over done My head is Brizzled or is that my home? It’s time to leave with David’s sow And more to oxter lift and go.
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The second wife of Henry Was accused of adultery Oh yes, oh yes says Thomas You see she wont bring a baby She’s no good to his country Oh no, please arrest her Thomas She might come gracefully For the sake of her family But oh, take no chances Thomas Go and nd her lovers That includes her brother Oh no, that’s what they say, Thomas I need no sympathy I need no sympathy From you, from you, from you Thomas I’ll be found guilty On the King’s authority Oh well, well if you say, Thomas But the King’s shown mercy He’s not going to burn me Oh no, well there’s hope yet Thomas I’ll be kind to her Said the French executioner Oh so, well forgive me Thomas So she held her body For all the crowd to see Oh yeah, to see the blood ow Thomas And as he distracted her Swung the French executioner You’re the best, You make the best plans, Thomas
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Not one for politics Di cult in social situations, parties Always seemed to upset all the arty crowd And women he was trying to impress Lavicini gave him a purpose And an interest in historical drama Wanted to nd reasons for theatrical disaster Ending in hysterical palaver, a farce And women always feature in these things Followed a girl west as far as America Where nally he found her working for a scientist who thought He could move mountains and Murder any man in the way There were lots of political and Personal agendas Didn’t see it coming in Berlin or a nation, or a whole wide war Blinded by society or ketamine Ooooohh.... Found himself a long way from home Found the one but left alone He painted the Devil on the Wall of his early years But found there was more than Accidents and pretty girls What’s the one thing That could uproot almost anything A teleportation machine A love that had a hold over him A teleportation machine
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When you swanned through I want to know you And we’re making something nice That perhaps our friends will buy I take old books that I nd And a feather from your side I love you. Who are you? And I feel like moving fast Getting married, and all that But I’ve yet to know you long And where you get your feathers from Come in, closer And we’re making something nice That perhaps our friends will buy And I take old books I nd And a feather from your side And I feel like moving fast Getting married, and all that But I’ve yet to know you long And where you get your feathers from And I want you to move in I want to know everything But it’s time that makes us sing For the feathers make your wings
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Make A Story 05:43
I create, make mistakes You create, make mistakes I feel a re in me If you forgive you’ll set me free I feel a re in me Burns my blood you’ll see We debate, make mistakes Celebrate, love and hate Make a story, make history I see a re in you I’ll forgive and you’ll be true I see a re in you Burns your blood it’s true Volcano, please let go. I need to know. Clean the slate, watch our fate We create, make mistakes Tell a story, tell history I feel a fire in me If you’ll forgive you’ll set me free I see a fire in you I’ll forgive and you’ll be true
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Helen's Game 03:56
Convinced that they were the same She started playing her game And knowing nothing she was able to persuade herself of everything And his impression on her mind was made He who has no name She knew nothing but his face And the way he had behaved that day And the comfort he displayed In the repetition of small unnecessary acts She was the type who felt no intimation was too delicate to exist it or perhaps just to vain to describe. But it’s in his eyes, well it’s in his eyes, It’s in his eyes Oh and an unfamiliar face allows us to create A perfection in our midst that might never exist But we believe it all the same Like the conclusion that you drew from that bit of me you saw In that slight piece of time when I might have been awed I might have been awed, I might have been awed Oh by your eyes, by your eyes, I might have been awed By your shoes and your hair and that book I’ve read before That you had in your hand, and you held to your face Trying to pretend you weren’t staring my way And her impression on his mind was made And convinced they were the same Knowing nothing he was able to persuade himself of everything Like the conclusion that you drew from that bit of me you saw In that slight piece of time when I might have been awed I might have been awed, I might have been awed My edges were left blurred for fantasy to occur You laid your claim on the vision of me you’d made My edges were left blurred for fantasy to occur You laid your claim on the vision of me you’d made
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The first thing I do is call for you Now that you’re gone. It’s easy to forget Remembering when we met... It’s clear in my mind. I see. Now we’re far apart Mistakes we made We’re breaking our hearts The thing I do is call for you Now that I’m gone. It’s easy to forget Remembering when we met. It’s clear in my mind I see Now we’re far apart Mistakes we made We’re breaking our hearts You left me at the start, where I remain You’re breaking my heart I never knew these open skies And now that you are back inside my mind Remembering when we met I’m changing my mind. I see Though we’re far apart Mistakes we made We’re breaking our hearts You and me, we’ve made a start So there’s a chance of mending our hearts
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Midnight at the Nursing Academy Flesh out, I know they can’t see me But they reach for my hand Like somehow they understand me Lights out at the Nursing Academy They’ll sleep, but how will I see? For when you’re gone I feel truly alone You left us back in Paris, You don’t, visit. You left us back in Paris... I’ve lost my Nursing Academy It’s not here, where could it be? Oh what a bother Must nd another I’ll nd my Nursing Academy Held in a secret library In the pages That’s where my love is Have you come here to claim us? Save us, play with us?
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How this day seems long Deception sings it’s song With tales of disguise and delusion Masking a face, ears can embrace Words that are meant for amusing He be a boy , playing a girl Dressed as a boy for confusion For better or for worse A doctor not a nurse Did save a life in conclusion. Antonio was full of woe Unfortunate merchant did throw All that he had for the taking Borrowing and making bonds His love for Bassinio strong He hoped that his bonds wouldn’t break him. The ships at sea they didn’t win No mercy Shylock had on him The bond was a pound of esh, then... Bassinio lost his ring It could have cost him everything The doctor his wife gave a testing. Revenge is a theme, there’s sibling rivalry And Much Ado for a short play. They all end up fooled and some over ruled An ass some are called and will surely pay. Light hearted cupid spies The rivals tell such lies Accusing an innocent lady Hero and Claudio Were challenged by a foe Now let’s all dance and be merry There’s competition in the wit Of Beatrice and Benedick But by a trick they draw nearer They think the other loves them true Though the attributes are few The joker he can’t help but hear her Rosalind now a boy To run away was her ploy But love was a stronger emotion Familiar was she to her family None but her cus knew the notion. She knew her passion wouldn’t fade She had to refuse other maids Causing a deal of confusion Orsino was her biggest fan Of her apparel as a man Which showed up his love and devotion Garnished as a boy Viola found her joy But could not say where her heart fell For his heart was gone, Olivia it set on Triangle of love. Could it end well? How now Malvolio Cruel pranks have left you low The lady she likes not your garters Grinning like a silly clown When she’d prefer to see you frown Perhaps take the tights o for starters A sister and a brother found Both had thought the other drowned The girl had no longer a dress on. Caused the duke and lady fair To manly pair All came clear in confession. In such a night... I think it might be fun To confuse everyone By changing my name and cross dressing But I think that they might see That it was really me To be or not to be is the question Then Bassinio lost his ring It could have cost him everything The doctor his wife gave a testing. There’s competition in the wit Of Beatrice and Benedick But by a trick they draw nearer Orsino was her biggest fan Of her apparel as a man Which showed up his love and devotion How now Malvolio Cruel pranks have left you low The lady she likes not your garters In such a night
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100.
I wake in the morning just before dawn Uhtceare my dreamery’s gone Thinking there’s so much to do and no time Day-peep comes but the sun doesn’t shine Cunctuation I can’t face the day Pissaprest, hope it goes away The rum-peeper shows me my pimginnits I’m trying fucation to cover my zits I can’t be bothered to straighten my hair I’m cymotrichous and I don’t care Most of my clothes are second hand I’m a ragabash cos I’m in a band I’m in need of ariston and a butter-shag My cackling farts are over done My toast is brizzled and Brizzle’s my home It’s time to leave it with my cello And more, to oxter lift and go It’s the day of the gig at the bookshop The band must charette and write till we drop It’s a panic party but a jolly one As long as we Chado to help us with songs Ben is our host and makes pots of tea We’re about to be golopshusly bedinnered you’ll see His cackling farts are just spot on There’s cheesy toast within this home Now it’s time to leave it with our big load And more, to oxter lift and go Waiting for people to turn up and sit Nervously practising this little bit Fisking around the bookshop and then The author and audience, ladies and men Now we’re at the song’s eschaton Soon to be qua tide for this little one. Nod-crafty people say they listened hard Now to be vinolent, hand me a glass. My fackling carts are over done My head is Brizzled or is that my home? It’s time to leave with David’s sow And more to oxter lift and go.
101.
Mirrors mirroring Memories I haven’t told Picking, pickling Opening I will unfold Before I crack, before I crack Whispering whispering Walls between us in the night Darkness creeping Rivals sucking out the light Please don’t crack, looking Back Green as grasshoppers Perfect time lockers Midnight meeting us Locked into a curse Emergency rummaging Pushing through a broken man Surging spluttering Hard for her to understand Looking back, green and black Green as grasshoppers Perfect time lockers Midnight meeting us Locked into a curse
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Waist High 01:42
No food at home If I stay I’ll waste away Help you nd stones What a way to spend the day Farming is for me, so Riding tractors here we go The di erence now is small, I know (But for) you and I it’s waist high Gone to a war, these Legs were never good for I’m more use here Walking back, and waltzing more Now I’m farming all the year We never thought we’d see me here, leaves You and me to pass the time Standing in the dancing line Twist and twirl your hand in mine You and I, we’re waist high
103.
This lady, this crazy lady she’s alright She’s alright This woman, she chose to make this journey to the light, to the light The light, the glistening light The light, the deep deep deep light We get up, we get up And we do what we can, what we can If it’s walking, I can walk I can walk I can walk, if that’s the plan I can walk to the edge of the world I can walk in this world If you can’t, if you can’t nd your story It’s alright, it’s alright You’ll nd something, you’ll nd something or someone to hold on to, to hold on to. The water is pulling me through The water I’m holding on to And I’ve never been to the sea The waves they are waiting for me To come home You get used, you get used to leaving your mind, leaving your mind You forget, you forget what you’re leaving behind, leaving behind Now I remember my life Now and then I remember my life The colours, the colours they’re fading away, fading away My sisters, my brothers they’re with me today, with me today And I fought, I fought for this land And I taught, I taught in this land And I walk, I walk in this land And I’ve never been to the sea The waves they are waiting for me To come home.
104.
All these names have sailed from my shore Though their shapes remain, I don’t know them anymore And I am a oat, on a great sea In a boat, veiled from reality And I slowly learn to see With these hands, I’ve found with this body And these eyes, they give away what’s inside Through a desperate stare of fear and hope And my situation broke, in my mind Like a wave upon a new shore These waters had been still before... But now it crashes down, rolling in, a huge wave, rushing toward... My life, my hands gripped tight, I try As I watch it slip, like liquid, Through my ngers But I am listening carefully, Through my body, to this sea And I am a oat, on a great sea In a boat, veiled from reality Unknown sounds, echo emptily In my mouth, But I cant repeat A transitory feat, As they slip back down beneath But I drag each word, Back to the surface to be heard... Still distorted by my sodden swollen tongue But I’ll repeat these sounds, Until a form is found... And I am a oat, on a great sea, in a boat.
105.
Walking in the rain I’m soaked, and all the Water lifts up soil onto my shoes I can’t feel my tears, just water, and the Mud is getting everywhere Count to 21 and I’m ne Tape myself inside my van Lock myself and you’ll be quite safe 1234567 8 Walking in this mud, you must think I’m a Gardener, I would love to plant, but each Time I bend down it’s just a mess This dirt’s no good for sowing Walking in the past, I’m walking in the past... Count to 21... Who’d have thought flowers Could grow in this mud...
106.
She, our vision of motherhood But the mothers think she’s no good Their job is to talk A bird, caged by a gentleman Thought she could start again Slow and learn to walk Innocent is she, innocent is she She o ers to make amends Throws herself at being a friend Giving naturally She worries about the past Things are best remaining dark We can’t make her see Innocent is she, innocent is she Becomes who she is for a moment in time Her guard is down but she’s guarding Her dreams to travel unravel Want to wrap her up warm Innocent is she, innocent is she We want to protect this one But she sings her own song, ‘Que Sera Sera’ She’s our vision of womanhood To us she is only good Watch her shooting star Innocent is she, innocent is she...
107.
Heavy Wings 03:49
Don’t remember much Memories all blend into one Like the way the sky holds Darkness and sun There’s a bird in ight Its uttering like Her nger tips, faltering, afraid to slip... Got to get it right... And the sky is thick with all these things I don’t have the words Hanging in the air like the birds But heavy as though they were Laden with the weight of the world Little wings... Heavy with the weight... Of the world Like a child’s brow, full of worry Searching for his something lucky Wishing for his mothers safety And I can’t turn back, time, has passed... And they say its up to me to let it go I think like the yellow Butterfly, watch it rise to the sky
108.
So much help around We don’t need to complicate it Swimming through the muddled few Protected by each other now Everything and nothing to blame Need someone to put it on Don’t take the kettle o Change can hurt everyone Inside a child’s mind Clocks keep turning, some unwind She circles you within her arms A story of a life we try to pull from harm Time gives and time takes Altering after mistakes Comfort, the safe and warm Adventure takes a di erent form Talking where buildings lay Memories from another day A glimpse of gold through a door Of all the lives you wrote it for She circles you within her arms The story of a life we pull from harm
109.
Being Human 03:42
I get angry sometimes But it’s just a part of being human. I might loose it sometimes and I Don’t know why I am not coping I will always love you, I will always love you Happy pacing round the kitchen, Just your way of being human. You don’t know what I am writing It’s the world I wish you were in I get upset sometimes but it’s Just a part of being human. I know that I’ve lost you but this Is a very hard way of grieving I will always love you, I will always love you As your world grows smaller I must let go Of our life, the two of us, our home Memories like tissues sown Takes more than me to accept them. I get angry sometimes but it’s just a part of being human I will always love you for it’s just my way of being human I will always love you for it’s just my way of being human I will always love you for it’s just my way of being human I will always love you, I will always love you
110.
Making tracks in the sand Gripping tight with his hands His breath is taken by the tide of time And I’m no where now Just inside this moment in my mind As the sound of the circles ll his head And his breath lls a space not yet shared And the music of the rough memories Seem sweet in air As the sand is pulled away from under my feet And the undertow of the sea, Carries me sweetly into dreams And on land I am confused by the face that I see. And the chatter of the faces In their holiday clothes And the battered old cases In my mind that holds My memories of you But as I try to retrieve it A wave crashes over my face Lashing salt water through , these loose veins So they never quite, seem the same I am tangled and tied to this place I a way I did not understand I am tangled as the tied pulls me Further away from land As the sand is pulled away from under my feet And the undertow of the sea, Carries me sweetly into dreams And on land, I am, confused by the face, that I see.
111.
I say OK 02:33
Come on body I rely on you You know you can get there if you really want to You’re working hard but you don’t need to It’s the worry in the mind I didn’t think we would travel together I knew we wouldn’t last forever I didn’t think you would nd me clever You’re so full of your metaphors We’ll have our always, is there always? You say OK, I say OK Texting you from the quiet of my room Excited to see your name on my phone A special place away from the gloom Don’t want to be there alone. I thought I might explode and ruin The beauty that could be our doing But why not make the most of this We last forever in this kiss We’ll have our always, is there always? You say OK, I say OK Some things they don’t end like you think Angels can exist without wings Sharing my thoughts Though they may be few Body I rely on you We’ll have our always, is there always? You say OK, I say OK...
112.
Another breath, he Lifted his head Another breath, his crooked smile said Something soft and sweet and fresh Like the air that held the petals as they fell Like the air I carefully inhale Like the air that we shared, when we kissed And as I hold myself together I whisper to my lungs Stay strong for this one Another breath and we’re still in this moment Another step towards a notion Another time and place, for our hopes to live And for that moment we did And as I hold myself together I whisper to my lungs Stay strong for this one And as I hold myself together I whisper to my lungs Stay strong for this one... And we are this, and this is it.
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The Crowning 03:39
The crowning of we kings The subject of divine things Righteous by virtue Bearing majesty too... da da da An Army for my soul By currency of angels My looks can kill o You’re banished in the breath of... da da da The balm that anoints me No water in all the sea Can clean from me Here on my head this crown It is woven through me to, the ground Here on my head this crown And a cloak made of brass around... da da da But is it that we kings Were made in the crowning? A pomp of a cushion For a crown to sit on We taste grief and eat bread We have wants, and need friends A man who just leads on All of those who kneel on This balm that protects me By my own tears has now been Washed free from me Here on my bed this crown With nettles and owers round My kingdom of worms abound With a cloak made of soil around I’ve wasted time, time wastes me Now soil is the king of me So here on my head this crown Ever last here, while I go down Down, down, down down
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Words by Rachel Joyce

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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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