1. |
On The Lam
03:25
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Do you remember mid-late May in the early 80s
Do you remember Melbourne Avenue
He was caught before with a girl on his arm, and harm on his mind, and the arrogance to get by
Does that sound familiar
I remember January 2020
I left Lincoln and met you at the station
We spoke a while in the rain, you looked different
Older even, a little more grown up too
We tried to see something even close to reason
We tried, but agreed to disagree
We tried to think of something to believe in
We tried, but agreed to disagree
Will we remember the heat that hit us in 2016
I was 24 and you were barely 18
Looking back, a mistake I made
I misread the signals
Thought that I’d be fine until I wasn’t
I tried to see something even close to reason
I tried, but it never came to me
I tried to think of something to believe in
I tried, but it never came to me
Do you remember skimming stones on the southern coast
You can never know how much that meant to me
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2. |
My Girl Is 6
02:28
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My girl is 6
So these days always end like this
We don’t have the same ideas about time
She doesn’t understand that I’ll see her in 9 days
It’s just another time that we separate
I know what she’s thinking
But sometimes she hurts me without meaning to
I know I should’ve thought more
I know I should’ve been around
I know I’ve been a failure
I know I’ve let her down
She’s playing for time like she always does
But this time it’s different
It’s meant with love
She said through tears and arms too true
“I just like spending time with you”
I know I should’ve thought more
I know I should’ve been around
I know I’ve been a failure
I know I’ve let her down
I hope you can forgive me
I hope that you will understand
I hope you’re coping with the distance
Better than I am
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3. |
Swan Song
02:32
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My letter
Did you get it?
Have you read it?
Maybe just get rid of it...
I said some things
That I really shouldn't have
My arrival
Did you expect it?
Did you bet on it?
Could you barely believe it?
I did some things
That I really shouldn't have
I'm calling this a win
-If you could call it that
Birds cried their swan song for your leaving
-I must've missed it;
-There's always something that I'm missing
My time
Did you care for it?
Did you benefit from it?
Was it worth the months and years spent?
We did some things
That we really shouldn't have
Old friend
Did you mean it?
Did you plan on it?
Or was it all for the sake of it?
You did some things
That you really shouldn't have
I'm calling this a win
-If you could call it that
Birds cried their swan song for your leaving
-I must've missed it;
-There's always something that I'm missing
-You never listen
I think it's better
And expected
That we shelve this…
Leave me to get on with it
I’ve heard some things
That I really wish I hadn’t
My belongings;
You can sell them
Or bury them
If they’re not worth the space they’re keeping in
You and my things
Will have that in common
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4. |
Rogue Bouquet
01:35
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There's a fine line between you & I
(The syntax is wrong but it rhymes alright)
I hope you're leaving
I'm doing alright
I'm on the edge of something bad but I'll be fine
A tied-up set of daisy flowers
Poppies in the pavement
Maybe I'll make a rogue bouquet
Give a girl a saviour
To me there's no romance in Halloween
There's no fun in being seen
(Or much of anything)
I'm leaving
How have you been?
I'm on the edge of something good and it's exciting
A tied-up set of daisy flowers
Poppies in the pavement
Maybe I'll make a rogue bouquet
Give a girl a saviour
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5. |
Skye Edge
02:49
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I must've waited hours for this rainfall
My knees pressed up against the wall
My hands and face up to the window
I've never felt so small
I must've waited days to leave
Away from the comfort of only me
Seconds are hours
Blues are greens
If you want to be disappointed then follow me
Because this frame has changed
It's something that I hate
I'm sick of me
I'm ashamed
The eyes are no longer the same
One pupil dilates
The other waits
I must've waited weeks for a phone call
A birthday nearly went by without a trace
You made an appearance in the early hours
Because that's not like you at all...
I must've waited months to move on
Better late than never though, I suppose
You'd been unstable
I'd been low
Because that's not like me at all...
This frame has changed
It's something that I hate
I'm sick of me
I'm ashamed
The eyes are no longer the same
One pupil dilates
The other waits
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6. |
Valentine Stables
03:03
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How’d you wind up here
I thought I called it 6 days back
I only had good intentions
It’s the courage that I lack
I circled the cemetery
I tried to behave
Counting graves
But the truth is I’m always afraid of saying the wrong name
How’d I end up semi with-it
I thought I called it 2 years back
You never were too good at this
Forgiving my past and covering cracks
I circled the cemetery
I tried to behave
Counting graves
But the truth is I’m always afraid of saying the wrong name
I’m less alone when you’re here
But I wasn’t lonely anyway
Make my way to the Valentine Stables
And there I’ll stay
I’ll circle the cemetery
I’ll try to behave
I’ll count the graves
But the truth is I’m always afraid of saying the wrong name
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7. |
A Long Night
02:55
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It's a long night
It's a long drive home
We ride in silence - together, alone
The scenery, the cemeteries
Everything different about you and me
It's a long night
But we'll see it through, I know
It's been a long time
It's been a while
We swapped out the songs and our old life
We patched together the pieces in parts that we held for a year and a half
Until a long night when you said it was no more
Because of a conflict of opinion
A denial that it's true
Was it something you had to do?
But why'd you take the trust of a boy that thought you good?
I guess it doesn't matter to you
It's a long night when we're faking smiles
Hiding lies, trying to fill the silence
We long to be serene
But the resentment seems at bay for a moment when we'd stop and sing
But it's a long night
And I'm glad it is no more
It's been a long time
And we finally find comfort in the release from each other's binds
The freedom gained when you're not restrained by another lovers words, their habits, theirs ways
Until a long night when it all happens again
Because of a conflict of opinion
A denial that it's true
Was it something you had to do?
But why'd you take the trust of a boy that thought you good?
I guess it doesn't matter to you
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8. |
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Does it feel the same, being away?
“There's nothing left to say”
...
Could you have predicted this hate?
That silence would outweigh the sounds
Because this season was always going to come around
And I'm glad it has
From the worst intentions
I'll leave you alone
For now
Let the window frames rot away
Feel the floorboards sway
Try to contain the weight
I wish I was more profound
But 8:15 always comes around
In a body bag
Or bad intentions
I'll leave you alone
For now
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9. |
Glow I & II
02:06
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It’s a breeze out here
In the middle of all the fields
Nothing to confront
Nothing to show
Constellations
Silver glows
It’s not easy out here
In the midst of adult years
So much to love about being young
Conversations
Days undone
Days are slow out here
Reminders of youth and fear
So much to miss
But more to dismiss
Explanations could never explain this
Love is lost out here
Reminders of firsts and lasts appear
I worried that I would never leave it for good
We take our turns
We count our glows
We make our demands
We take the long way home
Pray to love that no one knows
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10. |
You When You Were You
02:22
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If this is what you built of everything then I'm glad I'm not around
I'm far enough away
In a room with a view
I preferred you when you were you
You'll come back with words like 'sidewalk', 'aluminum' and 'gasoline'
When I heard what you thought of everything I was glad you weren't around
And far enough away
In a room that's not your own
Far from former homes
A mess of sterile worktops
The smell of sweet chlorine
When I consider the consequences of loving you
I weigh it up and I soon find the value in defeat
The sinking feeling finds me desperate and alone
A chapter to be ended
A book to burn
A door to close
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Kid Chameleon Sheffield, UK
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