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Tapes & CDs
03:47
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Lay awake
I’m lying here wide awake
Can’t get a finger in
Around the edge of a dream
But I wish I was asleep
In repose like some noble beast
To reflect upon
To be reflected upon
Statuesque brilliance
Over ambivalence
And I’m hanging on
Thinking about what I’ve done
Feeling a golden string
That’s wrapped around everything
Just one little tug upon
And everything comes undone
I sleep like a train set
My arms and my legs are tired and wooden
My mouth is a tunnel, a great cavernous thing
And my heartbeat's the pulse that is pushing the engine
So long to this gracious endeavour
We'll al go to sleep, and I'll thank you whenever
You are a troublesome, quarrelous thing
You are the impulse pushing the engine
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Tree-Tops Forever
03:20
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When I am lying on the sofa
Feels like I’m flying over the ocean
But I have no desire to go outside
It’s as if it doesn’t exist
I am lying on the sofa
Yeah you go on
Forever
I am higher than the tree-tops
Forever forgetting what I forgot
But I can hear you all start off wrong
They’ve never been this high before
I am higher than the tree-tops
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Gunwales
03:10
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Monica was missed beyond expression
And Louise just couldn't shake off her cold
Henry, they thought, would outlive the lot
But death was silent and quick when it took its toll
I'm a sailor with a broken heart
I use my sighs to fill my sails
But just like Jack I was knocked on my back
When the waves and reef broke open my gunwales
And left me exposed
Now the tide comes and goes
Stella, please come back to me
And Charles, the doctor said you were oh so very ill
Hocke and LeFaux, oh how they go together
They ended their days sharing a grave on a hill
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D.E.D
03:59
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You used to pick up things off the ground
and we all thought of you as 'that kid'
Pockets full of wires and soil
I don't know what you did with that shit
You used to share a lot with me
Every single thing but a birthday
I wonder what you'd think of me
I wonder if you'd think it was worth it
But I hope
I hope you're doing well
When it's just me on my own
I get lost
You used to mean a lot to me
I dream about you once every two or three years
But lately all the images blur
And you're not who I thought you were
But I know
I'm no good at keeping contact
When it's just me on my own
I forget to check in with myself
Let alone anyone else
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The Beef
02:20
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Bicycle Uncle
02:57
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You can think the pain away
Care to trade? You'll only lose half your brain
You'll be inside the system soon
Don't worry they'll make some room
Pushing out someone who's not like you
And so it goes
Nothing in this life will ever bother me
I don't let it because I don't let anything in
Until a flicker of memory turns my eyes to water
And i'm counting the seconds until I can turn towards him
And so it goes
Fall prisoner to this homemade torture
You're wondering where is your daughter
She's been taken by the runaways
They heard the stories so they ran away
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Loyalty
03:42
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Well as far as I can see
The worst thing you can do
Is presume that when you’re gone
The world is gonna weep for you
I'm looking at a small scale
Of the planets we can see
It stretches out behind my back
And it crosses an ocean
And it reaches the continent
And it finally comes to rest
We find Pluto is just a tiny egg
Only worthy of a tiny nest
As far as I can see
The worst thing you can do
Is presume that when you’re gone
The world is gonna weep for you
‘Cos we’re animals at best
But I think we do forget that
When we’re gazing at our navels
It might look but it’s not that graceful
I'm looking at a weather map
There's a storm cloud coming in
It's covering the country
And there's nowhere left to run
And it will knock on every door
And it will ransack every cupboard
And everything that man has made
With dirt and sand it shall we covered
I’m sitting by a fire escape
In a hotel room I’m in
And I’m wondering ‘bout what Johnny said
And if he really meant those things
Because I'm planning out the songs
I’d like to play at my funeral
But they're not sing-alongs
They not anything to anyone
A child of dust to dust you now return (nobody loves you like me)
For every seed must die before it grows
And though above the world may toil and turn (nobody loves you like me)
No prying spade will find you here below
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Two Graves
03:51
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I started thinking a lot
About what happens to us all when we're gone
I couldn't understand
My grandmother is buried underneath
that hill in the pouring sun
A list of loves ones lies next to her
and she is visited by everyone
My grandfather, well
no one really knows where he ended up
In some cold corridor,
never visited and only sung of
As a lesson to the rest
I started thinking a lot
about what happens to us all when we're gone
I couldn't understand
Our histories are buried somewhere
that they would rather not
let us uncover for ourselves
so they can feed us greater lies and lesser hells
But it's not what we deserve
I started thinking a lot
about what happens to us all when we're gone
I couldn't understand
How can we exist?
How can we persist?
How can we go on when we treat each other like this?
And there's two graves
In two different names
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9. |
Godsears
06:44
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We heard a noise
not a noisy noise,
but it was a noise nonetheless.
"It is from God,"
that is what they said.
"We just don't have the ears to hear it."
We craned our necks,
strained our ears
Put everything we had into the hearing
And what we heard?
Not a word
Just a buzzing that was ever disappearing
We gave ourselves to the pursuit of this
and pledged ourselves to knowing it
For days and days we moved inches forward
So they made us all
build a tool,
and then they told us they would interpret
But that impossible
soundless call
grew neither in volume nor in purpose
But there was no
turning back
We just couldn't stop what had been started
And our leaders
would not hold back
from finding better ways to amplify it
We beat our breasts, tore down everything
Fed what was left to the new machine
For days and days, we gave our resources
We prayed and prayed and pointed it skyward
The cities were flat
We were flat on our backs
with unending desire
And then we heard it
Oh yes we heard it
And every child heard their mother's voice
And every singer heard the perfect note
And every pious person heard the sounds of gods and angels
And all along the sound waves we did float
But then the noise it grew louder and louder
And it began to drive us to distraction
And at the moment that it tore the flesh from off our bones
Oh in our destruction we found satisfaction
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10. |
Ground & Floor
01:14
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The Man In Washington Glasgow, UK
TMIW is a story-driven, alt/folk/rock project from Glasgow.
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