1. |
I Want To Be Lied To
03:04
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It’s written above each of my ears
No truth is allowed to enter here
Don’t need no news about
Or any views about
Reality
I want to get spun
Around and around
Can’t rest my feet
Cos there’s no level ground
It must be written
All over my face
No truth shall
Enter this place
I shall treat as illegality
Any form of reality
Dwell on abnormality
Every fact has no quality
To me
I want to be lied to
I want to be deceived
I want to be molly-coddled
And wrapped up in cotton wool
I want to be lied to
I want to be deceived
And I don’t want to get the picture
I want to get dumped on my birthday again
And get told that everything will be fine again
The next day
And I want to be lied to
By the way, did I mention?
I also want to get shouted at
And spat on in the street
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2. |
Ellipsis At Home
02:59
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Living in liminal space
At a minimal pace, our minds laid out
And spaced apart together
An ellipsis at home
Climb the walls of torn out hair
The current climate has no air, but recall that out there’s
An occurrence called the weather
An ellipsis at home
Dead letter writing factions
Who never ever put two and two together
Without getting three lonely dots atop a blank page
Forever in a sec
Cause who needs a liver when all that you deliver’s
A dead metaphor, might as well just drink you all away
Be who you want to be
Scream eternally
Or just write you insist
With life to quietly buzz
Just don’t pretend to me
You inherently
Deserve to exist
Because nothing does
Nothing does
Who do you think you are at home
But words from the ether someone else strung together
Along with three lonely dots at a blank page’s top
You’ll write yourself out of a home
And for the first time ever put two and two together
Your death sentence, an ellipsis and a full stop
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Trying to find it
We’ve all got to know
The answers to questions
Conceived in shadow
And we’re fending off demons
And we’re holding to pure
Wiping out all trace
Of the unsure
Hoping we’ll get there
The path seems so long
Trying to outweigh
Our sadness with song
Wanting to mean it
And not just say it
Finding the perfect pair
Of shoes won’t fit
Anymore
But I won’t give you such an easy way out
You built it up, it’s your deal
To project
And you’re checking you’re still here
Taking up room
Burning those bridges
They built up for you
Wanting to know it
Despite its absence
The truth’s just a second
That came and went
And now you’re feeling moronic
Like comfort permits
You squeeze out those answers
To try explain it
But deep down you know it
And so do I
The only reason life
Exists is to die
And that’s it
And you think I shouldn’t have mentioned it
As it is overwhelmingly sad
Yet the truth is
Just an alternative lie
And I think that’s the funniest thing in the world
The truth is there’s no truth
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4. |
Maybe
03:25
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Maybe things will change
Maybe they won’t
Maybe some day
You won’t feel so alone
Maybe there’s a god
Maybe there’s not
Maybe you’ll realize
You’re all that you’ve got
Maybe’s got nothing
On I’m not sure
So why is maybe sometimes the hardest word?
Maybe’s got nothing
On I’m not sure
So why is maybe maybe the hardest word?
And we’ll stand here
Maybe it’s true
Patronizing the hell out of you
Maybe nature will claim you
Maybe it won’t
Maybe the walls
Are sick of looking at a ghost
Maybe you’re happy
And maybe you’re not at all
But I’m winning this time man
So fuck that brick wall
And I said
Maybe’s got nothing
On I’m not sure
So why is maybe sometimes the hardest word?
Maybe’s got nothing
On I’m not sure
So why is maybe maybe the hardest word?
And we’ll stand here
Maybe it’s true
Patronizing the hell out of you
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5. |
Rolling In
02:13
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The important thing about tonight’s
We’re going out but rolling in
Here I thought I had just one life
Turns out, it has yet to begin
An ephemeral gesture
Designed to unthink itself
Get set, go
On your marks
Bending minds
Breaking hearts
And I’ll break myself this evening
Because I’m worth more as parts
Strip the world of all its meaning
And make this night to shower sparks
My atoms are betraying me
So barkeep, please, one therapy
I’ll keep an eye on the door with no key
And another two on the eyes on me
But sometimes the future’s not on the cards we deal
Like losing at solitaire, even when you cheat
And if just for these few seconds
Tomorrow is that other me’s problem
I want to believe in the future
But just for now
Tomorrow is tomorrow’s problem
Once we’ve rolled in
So follow me this way, leave every ounce of thought behind
Tell me, what kind of new day would this be if you didn’t enter it blind?
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6. |
See You After Midnight
03:03
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At first this song was going to be
About something else entirely
But then the words, even the tune
Ignored my rage and focused on you
We agreed that sooner or later
For the song, we’d come to some arrangement
It’s quite the thing to have torn away
Control over what you want to say
My cynicism just choked mid-flow
Without me, the song just knew where to go
Could it all change in a skipping beat?
Words decide I’m not so unhappy
And you should know because you have songs
In your heart and mouth instead of wrongs
It’s the first thing this zombie lyric saw
The life behind your eyes and it wanted more
Who’d have thought this simple melody
Could convolve complex possibilities?
So here I am, just a slave to sound
Waiting for midnight to come around
You’ll sing to me and I’ll sing to you
This song we both somehow already knew
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7. |
So It Goes
03:40
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It’s November but the sun’s still shining
Next port of call sweetly smiling at me
It’s a shame I’ll have to cover my eyes
Inability to cope barely disguised
My perverse notion of ruining good times
So it goes, so it goes, so it goes
Here’s a song for you my precious friend
Of course we’ll be together until whatever end
Or at least until the next prolonged sip
Let’s see how good you are at swallowing bullshit
Straight out of training, fully-fledged hypocrite
So it goes, so it goes, so it goes
Quiet princess, don’t you fret
We’re both going to see better days yet to come
Mull it over while you’re lying there
And I’ll make my decision that you’re a waste of air
Put it down to another case of nobody cares
So it goes, so it goes, so it goes
Picked up a pen and I started writing
The page glared up and the words started fighting back
Will loneliness devour me when I’m rejected by a song?
Thought it was mine, turns out that I was wrong
Make all that effort and then you’re just gone
So it goes, so it goes, so it goes
Life and I aren’t on speaking terms
I guess it’s just a matter of forgetting the words
And so it goes
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8. |
Itinerrant
03:03
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An impassive orb rises to crest the sea
As our protagonist enters upon the scene
And demystifies an ancient riddle:
How could this figure be here
Without you or me?
All in this picture converges perfectly
With mathematical improbability
You might be left no words to wonder
How this discussion happens
Just as magically
Events of cosmic size had to just not arise
For this yarn to be spun in reality
The ones that got away
Mere echoes of today
Itinerrant just like air
Could be real, maybe somewhere
Does this then make this the planet’s saddest song?
For it to be composed others had to first go wrong
And remain a million heartbeats
Unexpressed forever in an
Earworm miles long?
It’s past good or bad luck, verging on destiny
But it’s not only fate and not just tragedy
A clinamen beyond prediction
What we never experienced
Permitted us to meet
I’d sacrifice the best of notes of the songs I never wrote
For this yarn to be spun in reality
The ones that got away
Mere echoes of today
Itinerrant just like air
Accidentally everywhere
An impassive orb upon this land descends
And across time and space, you and I have stayed friends
And conjured up a future riddle:
What is this verse about
That no one comprehends?
Like all good secrets, I’ll answer partially
All of life’s near misses mean nothing much to me
Compared with if I’d never met you
Who needs a universe
So far from complete?
I stretched my luck too thin, forgot to breathe back in
And I spun all this yarn into reality
The one that got away
Inhale and then exhale
Just like air, itinerrant
You were mine, and then you weren’t
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9. |
Everybody's Friend
01:59
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Is there a doctor in the house?
Search high and low, scour every shelf
Is there a detective or a mouse?
I’m chasing this tale just to find myself
Will machines ever praise their lowly cogs?
When you need me, I’ll be somewhere
Is there a branch as loyal to a log?
A hurricane’s only so much hot air
So always speak without the normal words
But keep a hearing aid on anyway
If throats are cracked or gestures go unheard
Always know the salient, silent thing to say
Can you promise to promise nothing?
In the event let’s just take a breath
And where is this cushion’s stuffing?
The wind in sails of vessels long since left
Breeze in and out without a thought
But it feels like serendipity
To be a friend without ever being taught
Freely share that languid festivity
Put your hand here, can you feel this?
I own nothing, but you can have it anyway
If there’s a spot that you think I might have missed
Always know the salient, silent thing to say
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I am indignant
What’s happened to me?
I’ve been infected
By sweet apathy
I want to be livid
Had something to say
Too in love with an illness
That took that away
I’d like to say I could take it or leave it
But if you have more cake, well, then you’ll have to eat it
Sleep like a baby, the dreams you’ve earned
Wake like a parent now so concerned
For a world you’d sell in a pinch
It seems like lately you’ve glibly spurned
The basic lessons you swore you’d learned
Paying back your miles with an inch
I have found comfort
Commodify me
I only ask questions
In hierarchy
I am a vessel
With nothing inside
As my love’s grown
My spirit has died
I’d like to think I leave more than I take now
But if you have your way, then you won’t share this cake out
Sleep like a baby, the dreams you’ve earned
Wake like a parent now so concerned
For a world you’d sell in a pinch
It seems like lately you’ve glibly spurned
The basic lessons you swore you’d learned
Paying back your miles with an inch
This is how infection spreads
Defences down, arms open again
And you can’t remember how that started
Options open, port of call
Point of entry so removed from it all
This is why affection’s dead
Laissez unfair legs are spread
You just want freedom in a market
But if affect makes flesh meat
Then get your fucking eyes off of me
And don’t you compartmentalize me
Fenced off for your safety
But what happened to being safe in the London sense?
Because now these whims are so pragmatic
You’d as soon have me burn down as paint that fence
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