1. |
Hit By A Car
02:26
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I was hit by a car
Hit me hard I went far
Stunned I stumbled to find my way
Tried to speak but nothing I could say
I was stabbed in the heart
And it stopped they had to restart
Crane lowering me into flames
I clung tight to the reins
Now fresh blood flows in my veins
Now every waking moment’s a joy
My joy is unalloyed
Secret nature is unfurled
And I’m on another world
Don’t bring your tears around
‘Cause I just can’t come down
Love has been renewed
A new chance to prove
Squandered love’s love without you.
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2. |
Discrete Packets
04:50
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In your good there’s no conceit
I’ve got this new protective streak
They say silly thing you’ve cut short your youth
But we’re alright and there is a proof
In discrete packets of love
Come from round and above
Leaves a breath of itself in the air
Just enough for us to share
We’re the living breathing example
Of what can happen if you’re not careful
But I don’t mind cause I love my life
I wait in the park for you to run through the knife
And the lord gave us everything that we need
There’s nothing I think that could bring us from here
Except for vanity and greed
Abandoned all to seek my glory
I travelled the burning path away
It wandered years through loneliness
Then brought me back to what was best
But doubts creep in as I approach
Am I just back because I failed?
Is every bridge beyond repair?
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3. |
I Play The Guitar
05:33
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Too many dreams that I forgot
Come back to me at four o’clock
A dread beneath a dream veneer
If you’re so good why hurt me here?
I tried to stop eating but that’s just fleeting
I thought you appeared when you came to me
Then I heard accounts of your history
Steaming I schemed to make a scene
Just threw some beer for me to clean
I walked out in despair to end up there
I saw her and let go of your hand
Too many dreams that I forgot
Come back to me at four o’clock
A dread beneath a dream veneer
If you’re so good why hurt me here?
I play the guitar and I’ve never done a day’s work
These clothes are bought from my mother’s hard earned
She cooks and cleans while I’m under her feet
I love your eyes because there sad and wide
Come beside
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4. |
When I Was Good
05:18
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Here’s to the drivers and we thank them every time
When in your fancy town I’d leave my life behind
And nothing was too small to please a love of mine
I was human perfection - obsessed, agitated, so hungry
Brilliantly selfish I could let you down so easily
And nothing was too small to please a love of mine
When I was good
And I could concentrate on one thing at a time
When I was good
And I could drink a beer and sleep for a whole night
Revellers take o’er my street
Bombs couldn’t disturb your sleep
I listen to their songs as they retreat
And I was justified without being employed
When I was good
And I could filter all of life derive the joy
When I was good
And we could go to bed without getting destroyed
Revellers take o’er my street
Bombs couldn’t disturb your sleep
I listen to their songs as they
We’re shadows of our former selves
And we’re wiser and we tell ourselves
We’re but ghosts of our former selves
And we’re better as we kid ourselves
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5. |
RTZ
03:45
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A comrade saw my eyes, asked are you ok?
And through my absent mind goes your troubled eyes
Tears I can’t dry, hands not to hold
It hurts that I can’t help you but you told me to go
And the perverted will is obeyed, I’ll never see you again.
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6. |
Hinderland
06:23
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Valued for your influence but you know it’s you who was
And summer inside well what’s to do but call on one of the boys
Soil starts to spill
There might be nothing beyond those hills
Calls to taunt echo round
As your soft walls come down
On the halfwit young sir
Trusting eyes glaze over
Run escape across the clay
Under my coat beneath the frame the old sink is full
In three days I’ll be myself again and you know we can be cruel
Soil starts to spill there might be nothing beyond those hills
How far are those hills? There might be nothing beyond those hills.
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7. |
Shame
04:52
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It made its way into my cave
Here it found a resting place
I went to the roof to hide a sore truth
And danced away the day
And a fallen dame asked what’s its name?
Oh it’s shame, shame, shame
You can bar the door to the school
Venerate the town fools
Pipe in pipe dreams into the schemes
Sponsor your friends to fail
But no campaign can match the blame
Heaped on shame, shame, shame
Come steal away with me to the room
And corner me there let us break the rule
Braced for love’s declaration
Lovers of life stand in file
You must honour your station
They’ll only cry for a while
There are things you can say
There are things you mustn’t say
A natural born boundary even in families
It’s a fraudulent claim
It’s a life long game
Call it shame, shame, shame
Come steal away with me to the room
And corner me there let us break the rule
Braced for love’s declaration
Lovers of life stand in file
You must honour your station
They’ll only cry for a while
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