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Darkness & The Gloom
04:11
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Death cast a shadow at my door,
All the very best of them are writing on a stone.
Tried to find the substances and drink the road to happiness but no,
That’s not how this works.
I’m recovering,
In an empty room.
Maybe I’m wrong after all this time,
I’m discovering,
There’s a new way through.
But I need to navigate the darkness and the gloom.
Out on the west coast we were kings,
Rain soaked through the fabric of our patience and our skins,
Words that tumbled out that day still bring me to my knees and resonate.
That’s just how this works.
I’m recovering,
In an empty room.
Maybe I’m wrong after all this time,
I’m discovering,
There’s a new way through.
But I need to navigate the darkness and the gloom.
Under a darkened cloud,
We’ll find our way somehow,
If your worried about the end,
Maybe we should start again.
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2. |
Dreamer
03:32
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I was dreaming of the summer
All the moments we could capture on that reel
Runaways
Fake teenage thrills
You always said that we were different
That somehow everybody else had got things wrong
I wasn’t sure
But I played along
I don’t wanna live forever
But I don’t want the mediocrity to spread
Killing us
As we slowly dissipate away
I want something I can tell the kids
In 45 years
I was a dreamer I wanted it all
Back when I was on my own
With no-one left to rely on
I was a dreamer I wanted it all
I was dreaming of the summer
All the moments we could capture on that reel
Runaways
Fake teenage thrills
I don’t want be a millionaire
I just wanna write something I don’t hate
Simple thoughts
And they’re keeping me awake
I want something I can tell the kids
In 45 years
I was a dreamer I wanted it all
Back when I was on my own
With no-one left to rely on
I was a dreamer I wanted it all
Yeah I was a dreamer I wanted it all
If the whole world collapses in
Or picks away your seams
Meet me far away from here
Meet me in my dreams
Its not complicated
Not as messy as it seems
Meet me at the fountain
Meet me in my dreams
And if I’m dreaming
Honey please don’t wake me up
'Til its over
And if I’m dreaming
Honey please don’t wake me up
'Til its over
I want something I can tell the kids
In 45 years
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3. |
Sharks
04:19
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Like a flawed contraption,
Lacking guilt.
Paraded at your will.
The streets are empty,
The gallery is filled.
And then the voice it says:
We are, we are,
Done living our lives like Hollywood great whites.
We are, we are,
Unravelling as an idea.
The streets are empty,
The gallery is filled.
There’s trying to catch a glimpse,
They’re trying to find what makes him tick,
They’re trying to second guess his every move.
As if the choice is his.
We are, we are,
Done living our lives like Hollywood great whites.
We are, we are,
Unravelling as an idea.
With conscience,
Redacted,
It’s hard.
To navigate these thoughts.
Habitual instincts are taking hold,
Habitual instincts are taking hold.
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4. |
Underside
04:30
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You were 17,
You had everything they want.
For the silver screen.
I always struggled to keep up.
If we ever talk,
There are egos in between.
Blocking out the sound,
And draining colour from my cheeks.
Tell me what I need to do.
Is there something that I need to know?
Show me where it all went wrong.
I can’t wait to spend my time,
Hanging out on the underside life.
We were 17,
Lying on your bedroom floor,
Like those kids again.
I block it out when you say:
*** ’I’m sorry I,
Never meant to hurt you I,
Just took my turn.
Because you only get one try’ ***
Tell me what I need to do,
Is there something that I need to know?
Show me where it all went wrong.
I can’t wait to spend my time,
Hanging out on the understood life.
I’m not crazy. I’m just alone.
In the shadows. I’m holding on.
I’m hanging out on the underside of life.
I can’t wait to waste my time,
Hanging out on the underside of life.
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5. |
New Friends
04:39
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New friends their grand old fashioned styles,
Their thread stretched out for miles and miles.
If your looking for some colour,
You will find it here.
If your looking for the truth, no.
Come unstuck,
Always knew I would.
Get found out,
Square pegs don’t fit the mould.
New friends they speak in formal tones,
Conduct an orchestra of prose.
I think I ask too many questions,
I think I’m sometimes wrong,
I’m just looking for the answers. Yeah.
Come unstuck,
Always knew I would.
Get found out,
Square pegs don’t fit the mould.
Come unstuck,
Always knew I would.
Just my luck,
Square pegs don’t fit the mould.
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6. |
Midnight
04:24
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Soaking to our skins at the funeral,
Seconds catching glimpses in the cold.
A momentary love once lost reappears.
If you stick around could I make amends,
The architect of everything we lost.
But everytime we talk I shake and I shiver.
How long to wait til we reach midnight?
I’ve been waiting here just to set things right.
How long to wait til we reach midnight?
I’ve been waiting here.
Yesterday’s mistakes that we buried there,
Under the foundations of our home,
A momentary love collapsed disappeared.
I’m looking for the words in our neighbourhood,
Im searching for the letters in the dark.
But every time we talk in shake and I shiver.
Won’t you come home.
Now and then,
Maybe we could make amends,
For the mess we’ve made so far.
Now and then,
If our backbones didn’t bend,
But then that’s not who we are.
Won’t you come home.
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7. |
Float & Land
04:21
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Promises of youth remain,
On the pavement in the rain.
So young and timeless.
A plan so mathematical,
Calculated rational.
Not so easy to follow.
What if everything you need splinters and breaks without a sound?
What if everything you know just disappears and flickers out?
And the ground on which you stand cracks now.
Will you float and land somewhere better this time?
Silver linings hideaway,
They drifted back to ground that day.
Where we couldn’t see them.
You’ve built a home,
Full of people to lean on,
Don’t be afraid to pull it down.
There’s no need,
To hold on,
Don’t spend your time missing anyone,
No need,
Just float on,
Land somewhere your better off this time.
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8. |
Hope
04:13
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There is no hope,
Inside my soul.
Beneath the surface.
Of it all.
No fire or spark,
Only the last laugh,
Of a lantern,
Drowned out by the dark.
The rain and cold,
Carving patterns,
Cracks and folds.
Is nothing left?
Of our hometown?
Either way now.
This world is upside down.
When I’m feeling low,
Brother take me home.
Talk me through it all.
Put your hope inside my soul.
There was a space,
A broken seam,
Where you were waiting,
To rescue me
To stitch me up.
Repair my soul.
Pick me off the floor.
And fill my gaps with gold.
I can’t remember a word you said,
I drank every last drop in the house,
Screaming messages in the rain,
Still it’s easier,
To pretend your here,
Than to try too hard to figure things out.
Pick me up when I’m falling down.
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9. |
Misunderstood
03:26
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Moor my boat,
Tether it to the shore,
Strip it back to the boards,
And sell the parts.
When I go,
Sing til your lungs are sore,
Hymns that bring earth to bear,
On heaven and hell.
And when all of the storms and the sounds,
That kept you from sleep,
Grow silent now.
But if I could reach,
Your fingertips I would.
Just to tell you,
You misunderstood.
Just to tell you,
You misunderstood.
Sell my home,
Dismantle it pull it down.
For what do we really own except what we’ve done?
And when all of the storms and the sounds,
That kept you from sleep,
Grow silent now.
But if I could reach,
Your fingertips,
I would.
Just to tell you,
You misunderstood.
Just to tell you,
You misunderstood.
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10. |
Trouble
05:08
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I was born in a corner,
Dead suburb of my fathers land.
There was something in the water,
And it made me who I am.
Then I left for the border,
To the crossing point, the devils bridge.
And messed with my morals,
When we were only kids.
We were only kids.
It was all entertainment,
Smoking cigarettes until I choked,
Conversations with artists,
They were mindless numb and broke.
I was trash in an ocean,
Tiny fragments underneath a wave,
I went looking for trouble,
And I think I lost my way.
I think I lost my way.
Now I long for that corner,
Dead suburb of my fathers land.
There was something in the water.
And it made me who I am.
Maybe I should have stayed?
Maybe I should have stayed?
I don’t think I can change.
Until they bring me home.
Until they bring me home.
I want trouble,
All the time,
I can’t give my head a rest.
I’m just trying,
To survive,
In this complicated mess.
There’s nothing you can do now to change it all,
I made mistakes my love and I lost it all,
As you lay my body down to rest.
Remember us when we were kids.
Clean me up just before I go,
Sing those hymns that we used to know,
As you write those tales of who I was,
Think of me when I was home.
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11. |
Tide We Can't See
02:28
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Under the ice caps,
The currents flow.
They’re sweeping away,
All that we knew.
Now that the ocean,
Is moving beneath,
I need you pull us through,
The tide we can’t see.
Strangers on stairwells,
Argued for art,
We would be lazy,
And drink in the park.
Back then the current,
It pulled me away,
I need you to guide us in,
To our home on the bay,
When I fall in,
Won’t you carry me home?
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Broken Fires Swansea, UK
Broken Fires are an alternative pop band. They write simple songs with big melodies and record these in garages, kitchens and other peoples houses.
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