1. |
Ossify
03:41
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2. |
Every Rhythm
02:29
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3. |
Passing Grade
02:32
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4. |
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I could've listened harder
While you were making your regrets
At the height of magnanimity
A summit elusive yet
I've no Canute
So there's no sense holding the tide
When the pupils seem so wide
Push the pins into the eyes until you die
What do we say? Not today!
To those gods of such
Wretched, slow decay - well, hey!
So they can say,
At least you tried
Push the pins into the eyes until you die
Over in the corner
I'm killing brain cells like I didn't warn ya
A release of chemicals
With nothing to do
But wait for the fall
A vindictive mess
Taking its own sweet time
(or so says I)
Push the pins into my eyes until I die
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5. |
Jonny's Didactic Art
03:02
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Jonny don't think twice
(When he gets sunk by his own device)
He's the kinda guy that won't take his own advice
Nuh-uh
You had left before he had the chance
To say goodbye
All those stick-people in the park
Throwing faces in the dark
Looking for a hole to grow up
and be thrown in - all used up
I heard that...
See that row of creepers at the bar
Eye your cup, I wouldn't go far
If this isn't nice then what is?
It isn't personal. Just business
Come on Jonny...
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6. |
The Appraisal
01:49
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7. |
Calypso Collapso
03:06
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8. |
The Imposter
03:51
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The manner which met me that day
Was cold to the touch
Can't shake the notion
They took him away
Cos he knows too much
Oh myriad things that I want to tell you
We don't remember
Who is protecting whom
A steely look in your eye
To my surprise
We haven't met before
I know we haven't met before
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9. |
Like a Coffin
03:37
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10. |
French Love
02:52
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11. |
San Junipero Real Estate
03:23
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You were laughing at my clothes
And told the dirtiest of jokes
I started to wonder
If you'd started to wonder
When this little eye
Took this little lie
Through the park and the beach
And ending up in the house
In the name of fun
Tell me when it's signed and done
I'd been hunting high and low
Can scrape the leasehold, you know
I started to wonder
If this little line
Would buy me the time
Cos as you know
You were the only one
Tell me when it's signed and done
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12. |
Fellrunner
04:28
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Let this late winter sun
Light up the day
We surely can beat the inclement
Before we are tested by rain
And the fells: they be calling again
Been a privilege to call you my friend
Fell runner, fell runner
When it's not the miles per hour
But the elevation gain
As the heavens come open again
We can only be drenched to the skin
When it becomes too much
I need only remember the...
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13. |
Keep Hold
03:07
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14. |
Goldfish Journal
03:12
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15. |
So Far, So Good
02:33
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I reach my hand out
On the bedside table
Right, so far, so good
I miss the glass of water,
Penknife, razor,
Right, so far, so good
And in a twist of vengeful fate
A fist connects with sensor plate
How swift the hellish noise abates
So far, so great
So far, so good
I stagger to the bathroom
Without drama
Right, so far, so good
The handle turns
I shrug off these pyjamas
Right, so far, so good
And in my torpid, naked state
I give my corpus half-sedate
The cleanest of the cleanest slate
So far, so great
SO far, so good
I towel myself off
In the morn's insanity
So far, so good
I pick the toothpaste tube
Up off the vanity
So far, so good
I gently squeeze the next colgate
Upon the willing razor blade
And raise it to my dental plate
So far, so great
So far, so...
Whoa.
I put the willing razor
On the counter
Right, so far so good
And try hard not to picture
That encounter
Right, so far so good
For tracks for trains I have to make
I carry on, for timing's sake
But just-so-slightly more awake
So far, so great
So far, so good
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16. |
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17. |
DAE
03:33
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18. |
City Murmur
02:56
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Abstain from caffeine, early to bed
Head in a good book already read
A woodpigeon hoot - disturbed by foxes
Rustling for food under battered old boxes
My city eye wide awake this chill night
Tired and lonely, and doesn't know why
When you've done all the right things and said all the right words
It never comes clear, it's always a murmur
All of those stark miles, under the foot
Nothing gets nearer, the conveyor is stuck
When not one soul notices an absence of progress
I'll be giving side-eye while looking for egress
These daffodils poke their heads through the snow
Well, whyever not, they've nowhere to go
You do all the right things and say all the right words
It never comes clear, it's always a murmur
Might never come clear, it's always a murmur
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19. |
Previously Owned Vessels
02:28
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20. |
Death in the Dirt
02:56
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Old fella with the caustic wit
His son is such a drip now
That you see him
You wonder where it's gone
If papa's under no illusion?
Disintegrate on the phone
You're through, our new caller
I cannot even leave my home
Of a morning
Then you hope for so much more
In the world
Than death in the dirt
All winter they've been skimming light
Off the frozen pavement
So it seems like a dream state again
I don't know where I've been
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21. |
Mark's Coming Over
02:26
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Mark is coming over tonight
I need to show him a good time
Even though he has seen that dress
My face and room is such a mess
Brother be gone away from sight
A mark on my arm - it's alright
His love for me - always fleeting
I have to put out to keep him
Mark's coming over
When Mark's coming over
Mark's coming over soon
He'll be over soon - I can't breathe
He needs to know just what this means
Am I just reaching for something?
Am I getting too thin?
Mark is coming over tonight
I should learn to be less uptight
Even though I can't think straight
I don't think I can afford to wait
I'm not sure I really want this
Sometimes I feel like a kid
Can't remember the last time
I left my darkened room
It will be alright
Cos Mark's coming over soon
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22. |
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23. |
Bunny in for Shark
02:43
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24. |
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Sir Entropy Hopkins is ready to see you
His office is located on the third floor
We've melted the stairs and the lift's on vacation
But our resident eagle will fly you to the door
So please take a minute to read this safety information
We've not had an accident, but there's a first for everything
Oh yes, I remember, I was going to warn you
Sir Entropy Hopkins -
He might not be wearing any clothes
He might not be wearing any clothes
He probably won't be wearing any clothes
But it's alright, you can keep yours on
Sir Entropy Hopkins is rather a short man
But he gets around that by standing on-his head
You might like to join him, he'd probably be flattered
Or else you could lie down beneath the desk instead
He might give you whisky, or make a pot of special tea
I don't recommend that, unless your stomach's made of steel
And while I remember, I was going to warn you
Sir Entropy Hopkins -
Only speaks in semaphore and Borg
He only speaks in semaphore and Borg
Today he's speaking semaphore and Borg
So here's a phrasebook, off you go
Sir Entropy Hopkins is rather successful
He comes from a long line of stationery chefs
So don't be surprised if he offers a biscuit
That, when you bite it, tastes of pencil lead
The old and the modern, beautifully fused together
So much innovation! That's the name of the game
And while I remember, I was going to warn you
Sir Entropy Hopkins -
Requires you to please remove all hair
He requires you to please remove all hair
He really doesn't like the sight of hair
So here's a razor, off you go
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25. |
Sad Paino
01:44
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26. |
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Though it's a lazy afternoon
I deign to leave my room
And risk a walk right through the park
For it's a dangerous mix of joggers
And the hacking coughs of smokers
And some poor aesthetic choices
After dark
It's the high point of my week
Watching toddlers run from geese
And the withering looks from ducks
Cos it's approaching 12 degrees
Father's nearly on his knees
We have to enjoy the outdoors
Just because
I don't love you now
Doesn't mean you need another lover
Just because I recoil at your voice
I don't want it to reach another
So now you know the truth
I'm an awful piece of work
So hey - good for you
(Please die)
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27. |
Marrow
02:24
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rattle the dreams
of years gone by
open the drawers
that made you cry
find the boxes
of old skeletons
open the lids
welcome them in
into the marrow
of your core
in a room of bones
from a house of secrets
by worn head stones
our ghosts lie sleepless
in a room of bones
from times of weakness
through paths unknown
to strokes of genius
we find ourselves
in the marrow....
marrow of truth
unearth remains
of times now past
unlock the treasure
that once was trashed
seek the beauty
of the skeletons
that always dwell
so deep within
within the marrow
of your core
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28. |
How to Glue It
03:34
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29. |
Memory Tracks
03:14
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Steam rolls proudly out
Over the moors
Coating the heather
And hiding its flaws
Pass ruined castles
And then I come home
To my resting place, alone
Couldn't have asked for much, much better
I've got friends
Who cart drunks home from Leicester
When the breakers come take me to pieces
I know my memory's just engine greases
I know every square inch
Of this rail
Cos we've been together
Through snow, sleet and hail
One last buffer
Then my work is done
That welcome embrace of oblivion
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30. |
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Well I hope that you know
What you're doing
And I hope that she knows
Who you're screwing
Something inside
Is devolving through your eyes
It comes as no surprise
Perhaps you could have tried
This dying just a little
They say that nothing will grow
Until you never come home
I was a ghost
I was a lesson in transparency
It was as clear as is
Possible to see
I'd been ghosting in and out
With more a sigh
Than scream or shout
Which she could do without
(It turns out)
I could've been
Somewhat more corporeal
There is no personal growth
Until I'm out on my own
She wanted something
More tangible than me
Which needed distance
And time just to see
I'd been swanning around town
What a balance that I'd found
Nothing could hold me down
When I returned
She had just upped and disappeared
It's hard not to be so rueful
She had took my best move
If I had a thermograph of you
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31. |
Pond St Encounters
02:35
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I'm stalling on my way back home
A girl flags me down
As I'm putting in an earphone
See this poor guy was laid out
These terrible times we're living in
All the while I feel like giving in
I was waiting for something to happen
Then every now and then
Something will happen
It seems a curious study
Tonight I travel in a
Forcefield of philanthropy
Behold my bubble of benevolence
Come at me, malevolence
This distraught girl had no battery
So I phoned up and said it's an emergency
I flagged down the paramedic
The girl was so relieved
I said, hey forget it
Things were put to the test
As I head west
When the first drunken barb hit me
As we know
All good trials are three
It's a bank holiday
And I've learned to expect
The hate will come anyway
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32. |
The Road Chronotype
03:20
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33. |
Neighbour Kids
03:15
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I have a notion
Wild speculation
About those kids in the cul-de-sac
Well how they could draw
In perfect chalk
Such dread marks of hex and witchcraft
Though they might seem young
To speak in tongues
No observer can deny
An overtly evil eye
Wild-eyed and crazed
Slightly deranged
The neighbourhood watch is under attack
Now there's a fifth column
Some weird kid called Warren
It seems they all now dress in black
This is all by-the-by
Just in case you hear that I've died
That my neighbourhood kids are possessed
Is the only explanation left
I’ve ample proof to apprehend
And bring this reign of terror
To an end
Even if their whole schtick is angelic
Don't you buy it
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34. |
Your Charmless Take
02:22
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Should I know when it's time
To leave the stage
Or act my goddamn age?
I'm missing all the cues
Everyone with their own reticule
But hey it's not cool
To be anxious all the time
Just add it to the Patreon
And monetise
I know you can hear me out there
In the cold expanse of space
But I worry I'm starting to care
It's a volte-face to my shame
Here I go
With my well-earned byline
So ask me anything
About wine
It's a bright new day
And a charmless take
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35. |
Rampage Forgiveness
02:01
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You wouldn't like me when I'm hangry
You never kiss me when I'm
Blisteringly woke
So free of consequence
My blood sugar will surely acquit me
This rampage through Tokyo
You hold no truck with whataboutry
Somehow you're still around
Though I'm infinitely broke
and lack the common sense
the present tense will always permit me
One rampage through Tokyo
You should'nt hold me when I'm hangry
You couldn't kiss me while I'm
In the midst of hope
So free from consquence
My blood sugar will surely set me free
To rampage through Tokyo
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36. |
Emma Dreams in Boxes
05:38
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Emma dreams in boxes
Geometric shapes
Her world come crashing down
Emma dreams in boxes
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37. |
Return to Mind Escape
02:14
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38. |
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I could be a small child
Nervous of the water
Swimming in the big pool
Trying to keep afloat
Struggling to draw breath
Choking in the deep end
Panicking and wondering
If this is all I get
After all you've seen, how do you believe
We all travel on an arc that has a bend towards the light?
I wish I could be like you
See the world as you do
Flourish in the tough times
And shimmer in the good
Instead I keep my head down
And sit here in the corner
Learning from the master
Watching as you go
After all you've seen, how do you believe
We all travel on an arc that has a bend towards the light?
After all you've seen, how do you believe
We all travel on an arc that has a bend towards the light?
After all you've seen, how do you believe
That if we can only wait a while then all will be set right?
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39. |
Half Yea
02:07
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40. |
Take What You Gave
02:50
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41. |
Misunderstood Drum
02:47
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42. |
Black Sky Thinking
03:07
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43. |
Planned Obsolescence
02:36
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44. |
Pain Management
03:04
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45. |
Nervous Child
02:44
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46. |
Ontology
02:53
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47. |
Hal David Piñata
03:31
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