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Heart of Tin
03:56
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Do you want the good news or the bad news first?
They’re both bad news but the bad is worse.
Take the colour from the picture.
Take the picture from the frame.
There are places you have been
That you can’t ever go again.
All the apples in the orchard,
From the core out to the skin,
What we borrow and what we lend,
We’re all just orphans in the end.
Living with a heart of tin.
Getting thin.
The fight.
You look older in this light.
Living with a heart of tin.
Getting thin.
The fight.
You look older in this light.
You look older in this light.
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2. |
Aberfan
02:53
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I have become so passive
I have become the modern man
Do I even enjoy the things I enjoy?
Do I even enjoy?
I have become so heavy
Some mornings I cannot even lift myself
Like the worst of mountains
I am man-made.
And you might say
‘Mountain, mountain,
Mountain sing, mountain sing.’
And it wouldn’t mean a thing.
I have become so disingenuous
So much gets lost along the way
Such a distance now between
What I say and what I mean.
And I go looking for a feeling I once knew
Just to find that it is gone.
The lord is my shepherd
I shall not want him for long.
And you might say
‘Mountain, mountain,
Mountain sing, mountain sing.’
And it wouldn’t mean a thing.
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3. |
Movement
02:52
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Lost count of the greys
Lost count of the days while I was in them
Lost all track of time and lost the rhythm.
Count it out again from the beginning.
Thinking of the sun, of the light and how it shone.
Come on down.
And the shadow of my shadow on the ground
Stood so still
Stood so still
With so much movement around.
Lost count of the debts, the mistakes and the regrets
Always wonder what I’m gonna sully next.
Some days I am up steering up the boat
Some days I’m the fish stuck in the net.
Thinking of the sun, of the light and how it shone.
Come on down.
And the shadow of my shadow on the ground
Stood so still
Stood so still
With so much movement around.
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4. |
Richard E Grant
03:11
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Richard E Grant tickets and dinner for two
Singing the same stupid songs I always do.
Richard E Grant tickets and dinner for two
Calling on the cattle as the colours are returning anew
Blue in the dark at the edges of the dawn
Red belly sleeping at the edges of the lawn.
Gold semi cycle in the sky
Green river
If you gotta do it
You can’t go through it
Go around.
Richard E Grant tickets and dinner for two
Fighting the feeling like a fever in your funeral suit.
You wanted rain to mark the occasion,
Like a Prospect Hill parade,
But summer came in
Under cover of spring
Hotter than Dutch love in harvest.
If you gotta do it
You can’t go through it
Go around.
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5. |
Salvation XL
03:02
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Jesus came to me at a Burger King in Marrakech.
‘What’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?
All it takes is a loaf of bread and a fish.
It’s a birthday cake, make a wish.’
So I closed my eyes and I thought about home
Home felt like a long way away
Leaving is an issue if you
Made yourself a promise to stay.
A promise to stay.
I said
‘No one man can carry this burden, I tell you.’
‘No one man can carry this burden, I tell you.’
‘No one man can carry this burden, I tell you.’
‘No one man can carry this burden, I tell you.’
He said
‘That’s not scripture, that’s the script of a motion picture.
The Passion Of Christ.
And, son, I hope you didn’t watch it.
The guy’s an antisemite.’
He said
‘All this corporate ubiquity
Looks like total shit to me.
Get out while you can.’
He took his burger to go
And went out the way he came in.
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Taking Stones To Joe’s House
Naked as the day that I was born
Please don’t die,
I promise her you wouldn’t.
Taking Stones To Joe’s House
So far to go. So far away.
Wasted all my words
On things I didn’t need to say.
Now I might be holding
The last light you see
Before the dark
Finally finds a way around me.
Well one man works
While another relaxes
But Jackie Chan
Doesn't pay his taxes.
And with so much water
Under so many bridges.
It’s easy to forget
What the reason that we’re sick is.
So I’ve been collecting
slate, flint and alabaster,
Despair and loneliness
Despair and loneliness
Taking Stones To Joe’s House.
Taking Stones To Joe’s House
Taking Stones To Joe’s House
Taking Stones To Joe’s House
Taking Stones To Joe’s House
Days like this I wish I was more than this.
I wish I was more than this.
Days like this I wish I was more than this.
I wish I was more than this.
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7. |
Double Island
01:51
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Double Island Point Lighthouse dream.
I’ve seen both sides.
I’ve seen the tenderness and temper of the tides,
And when you came to meet in the morning,
Pink and blue,
It felt just like a secret
that nobody else knew.
Double Island Point Lighthouse track.
Go back and try again.
Maybe shed the skin of all the idiots I’ve been.
Well I don’t meet a lot
of good people,
But you were one of them.
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Nothing beats a cold swim on a hot day
Last night you woke up in the hallway
Piss and vinegar soaking through your jeans.
You must’ve had some peculiar dreams.
Janet Jackson
Jim Jones
Souvenirs stolen from the dark
Like the splinters in your shins
And your grand piano grins
And the shape of your heretic heart.
Something’s gonna have to change.
Something’s gonna have to change.
Something’s gonna have to change.
Something’s gonna have to change.
Nothing beats a short break from a long life
Temporary death. A little respite.
Pick it up and put it back
It’s a train that keeps on coming off the track.
Janis Joplin
James Joyce
Swimmers from the puddle to the pond.
Nothing beats a cold swim on a hot day
In the water where you hoped you might belong.
Something’s gonna have to change.
Something’s gonna have to change.
Something’s gonna have to change.
Something’s gonna have to change.
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9. |
Flight
03:46
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Days as thin as paper wing.
Days that sail down.
And on the breeze the pilot sees
The birds fly all around.
I have not seen the glory of the coming of the lord
The ground is getting closer now, I’m drifting down toward
A future that I cannot quite afford.
A future that I cannot quite afford.
Like Downend ‘57
Like Springfield ‘96
Some things, once they’re broken,
You can’t ever really fix.
Disaster. Disaster.
Per aspera ad astra.
Tragedy. Calamity.
Disaster. Disaster.
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10. |
Bluff
05:12
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Mama’s got a taste for Finland
Tearing up the kitchen floor.
I take a walk down Pigsty Hill
Heavier than ever before.
Nicky’s going underneath the knife tonight
They’re gonna cut all of the cancer out.
I take a walk down Pigsty Hill
Really just to leave the house.
Died inside a hotel bedroom.
Cleaner knocking on the door.
I take a walk down Pigsty Hill
Like yesterday and the day before.
Lying on the bed of England
Money underneath the sheets
How much do you think it might cost me
If I were to venture East?
What’s the furthest that you’d fly for a funeral?
Who would it have be?
Thirty five aerial hours
At thirty five thousand feet.
Thinking back to Mary Valley
Memory just isn’t enough.
Breakneck Road. The water’s cold
At the foot of the Kenilworth Bluff.
Let me go.
I’ll go.
I’ll go.
Let me go.
I’ll go.
I’ll go.
Let me go.
I’ll go.
I’ll go.
Let me go.
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rock and/or roll
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