1. |
Handcart to Hell
02:28
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Handcart To Hell
Lots of people stop and smile
Ask me to toe the line
I just sit there and beguile
Making friends is not my style
I am lonely lonely lonely as can be
And I’ve got focus, sofa and a G&T
And that’s the handcart I’ll be going to hell in
When I’m lonely as a bird
See whose loving in my world
It’s quite a trial to be the same
Lifting up my aching brain
Thought some things were wont to never believe in
Some things are wont to never be true
And that’s the handcart I’ll be going to hell in
The handcart to take me into the blue
And I’ll sing, I’ll sing for birds
And go on living down the road
And it will go the way I planned it to
And I will dream the dreams I had of you
And it will go the way I planned it to
And I will dream the dreams I had of you
And I’ll sing, I’ll sing for birds
The handcart I’ll be going to hell in
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2. |
Insects
04:08
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Insects
Insects can you hear their tiny wings?
Beating so fast that they can't be seen
Seems like their work is never done.
Insect - watch a darting dragonfly
Glowing irridescent in the sun
Colours delightful and pure.
Da da
When we're gone you'll stay
When we've gone away
You'll still be here in all your intricate majestic multitude.
Insects do their antenna feel the wind
Changing like the air we're living in?
Wasp in the orchard of our lives
Insects hunting ceaselessly for food
Buzzing in their trillions round the world
All for one and one for all
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3. |
I Could Name This Thing
03:36
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I Could Name This Thing
If I could name this thing
Then I wouldn’t be asking
I could name this thing
But I wouldn’t know why
I could control myself
Then you wouldn’t be laughing all the time
Hey Ho! Here we go again
Mud lines running through the brain
On fire, just a little taste
Just a taste.
Living in a perfect world wouldn’t everybody be happy?
Living in a perfect world wouldn’t everybody be sad?
If I could name this thing
Then I wouldn’t be asking
I could name this thing
But I wouldn’t know why
I could control myself
Then I wouldn’t be laughing all the time
All hail the window cleaner man
Long hose extending from his van
He makes the view outside so bright
Nice ‘n bright
I’ve got so much to tell you and I think it’s gonna make you feel happy
I’ve only got a minute; I don’t want to have to make you feel sad
In a perfect world wouldn’t everybody feel happy? Happy.
I could control myself
Then I wouldn’t be laughing all the time
I could name this thing
Then I wouldn’t be asking
I control myself
But I wouldn’t know why
I can control myself
Then I wouldn’t be laughing all the time
In a perfect world.
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4. |
All Your Dreams
04:01
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All Your Dreams
So what if all your dreams came true one day?
Would it be such a great thing? Who can say?
The place where hopes once lived inside your mind
Would be an empty space: the lonely kind
You need your hopes just like your heart
To pump the life blood through your veins.
But if all those dreams should come to pass
It's going to overload your brain.
Losing all your ordinary
Even just precautionary
Having every single thing you want
Is such a terrifying thought
I can't imagine.
So what if all your dreams came true one day?
How soon you'd see yourself in blues and greys
Just think of all the things you'd leave behind
Without the weight of it you might unwind.
Unraveled string, a plastic bag
At the mercy of the breeze
Travel too light without the drag
And you'll be falling to your knees.
Losing all your ordinary
Even just precautionary
Having every single thing you want
Is such a terrifying thought
I can't imagine.
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5. |
Mindrhyme
03:37
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Mindrhyme
Cold and dark
Whipped by wind
Things she asked.
Tightly masked
Love thy neighbours
Do them favours
Share your wine
What's yours is mine.
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Free your mind, take your time, make it rhyme.
Tunnel vision
A plastic world
Man-made,
Fading away.
Tread the shore
Counting sand.
Hand in glove,
Who do you love?
Free your mind, take your time, make it rhyme.
Cold and dark
Home again
No replies
Sweet alibis
Free your mind, take your time, make it rhyme.
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6. |
Kill Your Darlings
03:39
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Kill your darlings
Nothing is sacred
We're not set in stone
What works together
May not work alone
Kill your darlings
Their blood your food
They're only words
And silly tunes
Nothing for the future
Nothing from the past
In the fullness of time
Nothing's gonna last
Kill your darlings
Take them out
Leave them with the clippings
Give way to the doubt
Everything is whittled down
Like stones upon a beach
Once almighty land formation
Cut down to size
The many million bits
That make up a little file
Kill your darlings
Love the new buds
Prune away until the day
Your own remains become the clay
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7. |
Just a Man
04:40
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Just A Man
When you look outside what do you see?
My scarecrow eyes and a shape like me?
In your Summer dress you must be cold
So closely heard without being told
You should have known
I wouldn't understand
You were tired of the boys who hide
In the twilight woods
Your fast fool friends
Wouldn't turn out good.
Well I'm just a man who's much the same
As others you have met and tried to tame
It won't take long; you could text or phone
But when you've said your piece you'll be all alone.
The day to day
The boring chores
Your monocrome private life
Should get you out of doors
Drink the freedom wind
Now doesn't that feel good?
Screw you, you've mistaken me for somebody
Someone who is twice as dumb but half as free.
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8. |
Shooters
05:08
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Shooters
Give me the strength of the howling wind
Just the two of us, lost upon the shore
Didn’t know where to begin
Just the two of us
Nothing seems quite sure
All our lives are different
We all come from a different world
You are the world above me
I am the world below
Baby cant you see the shooters?
Baby look at the falling light
In another minute were going to see the shooters
There’s no way your coming home tonight
But were glued onto the earth
Just the two of us looking at the sky
Got a reason to forgive everyone of us
As we find a home
All of the stars are different
Encompassing different worlds
Breakthrough is the notion
Leave no thought unfurled
We all see the light
We all breathe the night
We all take our hands
For what?
We leave and began
For What?
We all see the light
All our lives are different
We all come from a different world
You are the one and only
And I am the one below
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9. |
When I've Got Time
03:12
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When I’ve Got Time
To all the things you have to do when you’ve got time
Say that you can’t fix the roof until the sun shines
But if it never shines at at all then the rain will get in
I think I’ll never find the time
Until I’ll find the time
Get around to all the things I said when I’ve got time
Stop it all just spinning around my head when I’ve got time
Watch me take it off a list
That I’ve got things to do
If only I could find some time, I’d wanna share it with you
We’re running around like wingless flies
Trying to catch a sunbeam
Trapped in a bottom of a jar
Should catch the next train out of dodge
To somewhere more beguiling
So tired of being who we are
You know this million things I said I’d do when I got time
I’d paint the walls, and fix the sink and things
When I’ve got time
I could take it on the chin
Like I’m in a boxing ring
Gonna change the way were feeling things
When I’ve got time
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10. |
St Sebastian
03:57
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St. Sebastian
Well met at high tide
Our feet drenched in brine
It will be fine
Rocks and pebbles are caught
In the underfoot
Both balance in the tide
In the spray I want to swim a thousand miles
In the spray I’ll make it to the beach
In the swim I want to swim to Genevieve
She is the one whose waiting out of reach
Duffers not drowners
Mild thoughts not frowners
Am I just counting out?
To sail for Sebastian
Who waits with his mast up
Am just missing home?
Haul away. We sail unto St. Sebastian
Look at the rubbish. Mediterranean
On this bit of wood where would I put my wife and kids?
They are the reason why I am going home
Giddy up
Get inside yourself
Love for no reason
Just to be
In love
With all you see
And all you see
We'll meet at high tide
Our feet drenched in brine
It will be fine
Ask for now the chain of the English rose
One we crossed the grain and saved the day
Its time we looked into our hearts to calcify
It’s not in the why, or what about the thing.
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11. |
Hide the Knife
04:12
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Hide The Knife
Piece of doubt
In your heart, keep it locked
Move through night
Out of sight
Leave no trace
Broken windows
Streaming light
Feel your shape
You must escape
What you’ve done
Hide the knife
New sun rising
Un-disguising
What what was hidden
All heat rises
Day surprises
With its truth
Leave this place
Hide your face
Searching scars
Guilty burden
One thing certain
Hide away
You’re retreating
Never meeting
Someone knew
Afternoon
Comes too soon
Hears the night
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12. |
Car Park Nine
03:47
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Car Park Nine
Up on Bold Lane car park
Looking down at the traffic
Police car goes past
And then up in the sky
The stars coming down
Bottle of 20/20
Bottle of thunderbird
Aya
I wanted you too
Like I was all alone
I saw it happening but I didn’t do anything about it
I just thought it was all gonna be alright
There was just me, you. Ha.
Tribal headspace
I don’t know what I thought
It just kinda just left me
Just one moment
One passing moment
Funny how time goes
Aya
Somewhere in the deepest
Recesses of your mind
You find the things you desire
Then you can say
Hey, hey, hey
The others can desire
The things that you have
The things that you’ve seen
They all come to naught
In the end we all learn how to learn
And pure thought
Aya
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13. |
Watchmaker
04:32
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Watchmaker
So he was a watchmaker
And she was the sunlight
And they met on the streets of a class b town
The human statue
That came between them
Had caused many more ships to go down
And she found herself missing every third step
And he found the mirror dance partner profane
So she worked her days detaching the umbilical
And he worked his painting buildings in the rain
And they would never be together again
And they would never be the same
At some point he grew up and got a high rate loan
And moved into a mini luxury train
At another her hair turned Amber glum and seraphim
And she cooked with gas but never lit a flame
And the worlds that had divided them were crumbling
And they nearly met again and once again
But they would never be together again
And they would never be the same
Their love was a holiday
They kept their vow every day
And neither knew the other
Never met someone again
But they would never be together again
And they would never be the same
And one day something distracted her from news reading
And she stopped before the death announcement page
Later on the paper blew away upon a breeze
And she would always be the same
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14. |
Greyhound Where
02:58
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Greyhound Where
Paul and Cathy hitch a ride
In the past
In New York
Thinking they're looking for something
If it's in you
You can't see it
Suits in thick-framed glasses
In the past
Going West.
To Wall Street or Madison.
Turning dreams
Into money.
Ghosts on the turnpike
In the past.
Counting cars.
Boys from the city, just turned men
Fighting for freedom
Or business or ideology.
In hot dripping jungles
Booby trapped trees.
Napalm death.
Meanwhile:
Paul & Cathy run out of fags
In the past
On the road
To fame and obscurity, each to their own.
Past the pawn shops
And five and dimes.
I could be on air all the time
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15. |
Hakujitsumu
04:04
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Hakujitsumu
It's hot outside
Air conditioned waiting room
Is a cool relief
Sitting opposite
A pretty girl who came in
After he sat down.
Hakujitsumu
Later, in the chair
Anaesthetic gas for him
Then he drifts away.
She comes to him now
The waiting room girl undressed
Kissing him deeply
Blood pulsing fast now
Ecstasy of sweet passion
Dreamy love-making
Hakujitsumu
Pleasure and pain mixed
Erotic vampire she drinks
Exquisite cocktails
Explosion within
Joining in their tangled bodies
A dance outside time
Hakujitsumu
You may feel woozy
For an hour or so she says
Before she is gone
Hakujitsumu
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16. |
Turnpike Ghosts
03:38
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Turnpike Ghosts
Cathy and Paul
Hitching a Ride
It’s six to three in New York
Hoping to find
What they can’t see
‘Cos it’s inside
Decades ago
Counting the cost
Worry how the time goes by
That’s how the time flies by
Suits in the street
Briefcase in hand
Walk don’t Walk
Going west
To Wall St or Madison
Processing dreams
Into cashflow
Boys from the town
Turn into men
Fighting a war they don’t understand
Ghosts on the turnpike
Lost and alone
Making meanwhile plans
Then going home
Cathy and Paul
Taking the Bus
Passing the pawn shops
And five and dimes
Out on the road
Each to their own
Fame and obscurity
Decades ago
counting the cars
Worry how the time goes by
That’s how the time flies by
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